When I saw Lao Qiao again, it was already years ago.
It's not that Burea and I are unwilling to get close to him, but that Lao Qiao has found a demon for himself and is addicted to playing.
The entrance to the Judicial Committee office.
When I arrived, I happened to see Yang Rong leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone. At that time, I was still wondering, hadn't this kid always been inseparable from Lao Qiao? Why did he come out by himself, so he went over and asked, "Where is Lao Qiao?"
Yang Rong raised his chin and said without raising his head: "They are watching videos inside."
Watch the video!
This word is so inappropriate to use on Lao Qiao. He is a person who likes fishing, raising cats and dogs, and teasing pets. He has never been interested in these electronic devices. How come he is included in the video?
I walked around Yang Rong and led Burea into the office. As soon as I entered the room, I could already hear the voice in the short video.
"The Magistrate of Menneng County led the leaders of the entire county government to express condolences to the out-of-school children and personally promised to build schools for them..."
At that second, Lao Qiao gave me the feeling that he had fallen into a strange circle.
He began to like the spotlight, and he also liked the feeling of being exposed, the pleasure of being surrounded by stars and being able to speak with the power of a thousand pounds.
Like Qianlong who held a banquet for thousands of old people in his later years.
This kind of thing is not an exaggeration if it is applied to any politician, but the problem is that he is a drug lord!
The drug lords are all hiding, aren't you heading towards Kunsha?
"What are you looking at?"
I moved closer to Lao Qiao. Lao Qiao pointed to the line of small words on the screen of his mobile phone and said, "Messages, these are all messages sent to me by the people of Menneng County."
The moment I saw this scene, my head exploded!
Every line of text above is inspiring!
"Thank you to the county magistrate for your assistance to Canglin Village. On behalf of all the people, I thank you for your gift. With this food and meat, we can have a good year."
"Thank you to the county magistrate for the school that will be built for the children!"
It turns out that Lao Qiao has not been idle these days. He not only visited out-of-school children, but even provided poverty support to a village in Menneng.
The most important thing is that these ordinary people are satisfied!
They are satisfied! !
He began to praise Lao Qiao on the Internet.
Lao Qiao, on the other hand, was completely lost in the 69 comments.
69 comments. There are only 69 comments in the entire county.
So, what came to my mind was, what kind of life did these people live before this?
To what extent were they exploited?
Why is it that Lao Qiao is always grateful for giving him a little favor? If this were done in China, you would be clean even if he didn't scold you.
"oh!"
Lao Qiao glanced at the time on his phone, quickly put the phone on his desk, immediately turned around and said: "Little mute, come here, I just remembered that I have something else to do today."
When Lao Qiao walked to the safe and opened the door again, the safe that had been robbed by me, Yang Rong, and Burea was once again filled with US dollars. Not to mention, I also saw the plastic bag next to the safe. , there are countless red envelopes, very traditional dragon and phoenix red envelopes.
Lao Qiao just carried the red envelope to the desk, and took out a few stacks of money from the safe: "Here, help me stuff it in."
Boureia and I looked at each other. For the entire hour, the three of us did just this, which was to keep stuffing money into red envelopes.
"Is it done? Come with me when it's done!"
After it was over, Lao Qiao just waved his hand and walked out of the door of the Judicial Committee, while Burea and I put the red envelope filled with money back into the plastic bag and followed him out.
After I walked out of the Judicial Committee building, I asked Boureat: "What are you doing here?"
Buzuo looked at me strangely: "You're waiting for New Year greetings."
After his explanation, I learned that the Wa people have their own etiquette during the New Year. That is, before the Wa calendar year, younger generations will pay New Year greetings to their elders. They come to visit the elders with gifts. Basically, they come to the door with four boxes of gifts during the New Year in China. Pretty much the same meaning.
Lao Qiao quickly walked to the door of the Judicial Committee. Yang Rong then brought over a bamboo chair and waited for Lao Qiao to sit on it. From there, people began to flock to the door of the Judiciary Committee.
Some brought boxed rice, some brought chicken, as well as plantains and glutinous rice cakes. The worst thing I saw was a green soldier who ran to the store nearby and bought a pack of cigarettes. A red envelope for Joe.
Lao Qiao was quite cheerful and didn't say much. Anyway, as long as someone came over and dropped off a gift, he would give him a red envelope, even if the person gave him three sections of sugar cane and a piece of white cloth.
Yes, it’s white cloth!
White cloth is a ritual for the Wa people, which has the same meaning as hada.
But if you want to pay like this, how much money is enough? We packed the red envelopes for a whole hour and gave them out in less than fifteen minutes.
"Old Qiao, the red envelope is gone."
Lao Qiao turned around and said, "Go back and pretend."
Brea and I immediately returned to the office. Lao Qiao's cell phone was still thrown on the desk, and the door of the safe was still open. When I reached out and opened the cabinet door under Lao Qiao's desk, I saw what was inside. A whole cabinet full of red envelopes.
"How long can we keep pretending?" I asked Boureat.
"Well, you have to pretend." Bourgea responded as if he didn't care.
"Won't you call two more people to come over and help?"
"Why don't you go?"
"Fart, who do I know?"
Burea turned around and walked out, and then came back again. He was a real tiger. I asked him to call more people. Ten of them were called over, and the room was full!
I was so angry that I didn’t want to say a single word to him.
In this case, I became the hardest porter. Lao Qiao was sitting at the door with a big sword, and Burea was loading red envelopes upstairs, and I was carrying them back and forth.
During the process of handing out red envelopes, I even saw Er Kui, who came by car, but when he saw me standing behind Lao Qiao handing out red envelopes, he parked next to the 57 and froze for a long time before walking over.
"Happy New Year, Mr. Qiao." He saluted Mr. Qiao in full accordance with the rules of the Wa people, and at the same time, handed over a piece of white cloth.
Lao Qiao didn't even say anything. He pointed to the place full of gifts next to him, and I handed over a red envelope.
After Erkui put down the gift, he nodded to me with a half-bow: "Brother Xu." This was considered a greeting.
I teased him and said, "Did you defraud you of eight million dollars and are you planning to take revenge on me?"
Lao Qiao ignored him, while Er Kui smiled sheepishly: "How dare you? I didn't dare before, and I won't dare anymore now."
I didn't dare to do this before, but I could understand it, but I don't dare to do it anymore in the future. I really didn't understand it. Now I don't feel any difference from before.
Erkui saw my suspicious face and whispered in my ear: "Brother Xu, do you know who the last person standing here handing out red envelopes was?"
I looked at him without saying anything, and Lao Qiao showed no intention of stopping him. Erkui then continued: "Beard."
Thank you Yilianyanyusuo Qingqiu book friend for the reward. You have spent a lot of money and there is nothing you can repay. I really can’t repay you. I am grateful and grateful.
(End of chapter)
