Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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In the blink of an eye, it was the day to go to the countryside to help the poor. Zhang Tianxing and Xiao Xiaoyu were in a group. They went directly to Sanshui Village early on Monday morning.
Because Sanshui Village was located in a remote location and there was a section of road that was not easy to walk, the two set off at dawn. The car was an official car owned by the street office. Zhang Tianxing drove the car, while Xiao Xiaoyu reported in real time in the group.
When Jiang Lan got up and got ready to go to work, Xiao Xiaoyu was complaining in the group that the place was too remote and the navigation was inaccurate, leading them to the wrong road. The two of them went around a few times before finding the right road, and they should be there at nine o’clock.
She walked and took pictures all the way, and even took pictures of the forks in the road, marking the correct location for reference for Jiang Lan and the others who would be going later.
Looking at the photos, the area around Sanshui Village was indeed desolate. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have imagined that there would be such potholed dirt roads in this era. The dirt road was surrounded by undulating hillsides, and there were large areas of woods and grass on the hillsides.
There was no human habitation as far as the eye could see.
Xue Meng was stunned: [Isn’t this too ridiculous? It’s been 102 years, and Jiangcheng still has such a remote place? Even no roads have been built?]
[Xiao Xiaoyu: If they were not remote, why should we go there to help the poor? However, the village we passed by on the wrong road has a newly built cement road, and Sanshui Village should be almost there too.]
Xue Meng sent an emoticon of hopelessness.
Xiao Xiaoyu said in the group again: “When you come tomorrow, remember to bring water and food. It’s so deserted here that it’s hard to find a canteen.”]
[Xue Meng:…]
Several people gathered in the water. When Jiang Lan and others arrived at the company, Xiao Xiaoyu took another photo and said that they could now see the Sanshui Village. There was indeed a village at the end of the road. The houses were scattered on both sides of the dirt road. They were not the two-story self-built buildings common in rural areas today, but the brick bungalows famous in the 1980s and 1990s. The houses must be quite old. The gaps between the exterior wall bricks and green tiles were covered with moss, and there were still weeds growing at the base of the walls that had not been shoveled away.
Xue Meng came to Jiang Lan’s workstation and muttered: “Why do these houses look so scary?”
Jiang Lan was speechless: “Are you psychologically affected? I think those poorer villages basically have houses like this. We will know when Xiaoyu and the others go in and take a look.”
Xue Meng felt a little relieved: “Yes.”
Xiao Xiaoyu didn’t send a message for a while, so they must have probably entered the village and gotten in contact with the villagers.
Jiang Lan closed the group chat and dealt with the work at hand first.
Because the main work this week was poverty alleviation, they didn’t have much work to do, so Jiang Lan finished it easily. Looking at the group chat, he saw that Xiao Xiaoyu had sent another message.
[Xiao Xiaoyu: Xue Meng, hurry up and get rid of those supernatural stories in your mind. We walked around Sanshui Village. The village is quite normal, and the villagers are also very enthusiastic. They are not as xenophobic as expected. In the morning, we first did some ideological work for the villagers to find out their difficulties and needs. At noon, I went to Grandma Huang’s field to help weed and fertilize the crops.]
Zhang Tianxing, who had not spoken in the group, also posted: [The village does not seem to have any problems at the moment.]
Xiao Xiaoyu also deliberately took a few recent photos. It was probably because the sun was already strong at this time, that the photos were bright and did not look gloomy. It was just a pretty normal village with normal villagers.
Xue Meng took out his mobile phone and started deleting the post, saying angrily as he deleted it: “These netizens making up stories are too outrageous, and they act almost as if they are true.”
“There are not as many monsters and ghosts in this world as you think.” Jiang Lan said, “Most ordinary people will never encounter these things in their lifetime.”
Xue Meng touched his chin, and after listening to these words, he felt a sense of superiority in his heart: “I have met them twice, so am I considered the chosen one.”
The weird atmosphere made by those supernatural posts became more relaxed at this moment. Xue Meng had nothing to do and was already thinking about what snacks to bring tomorrow.
Xiao Xiaoyu and the others had to go to the fields on their first day there. It seemed like this week would be full of physical work. They had to bring more food to avoid starving because they were not used to the food in Sanshui Village.
….
Monday passed uneventfully just like that.
Zhang Tianxing and Xiao Xiaoyu had a busy day, which went smoothly, but they were very tired. They were not able to return until six o’clock in the afternoon.
She no longer had the energy to type, and she didn’t even want to move her fingers, so she simply started a voice chat.
Xue Meng was shocked when he heard her feeble voice: “What did you do today? How can you be so tired going around the fields?”
When Xiao Xiaoyu heard his whirring voice, she couldn’t help but want to retaliate. She took the phone a little further and said, “You’ll know when you try it yourself tomorrow?”
“And we were unlucky. Just after we came back from the fields, we heard that an old man in the village had passed away. There was a funeral in the village, so we went to help.” Xiao Xiaoyu complained: “No wonder the tasks given by the higher-ups still have to be arranged. There really is a need to do ideological work for them, these villagers are indeed a bit feudal and superstitious, and there are quite a lot of rules for one funeral.”
She complained a few words, but she really didn’t have the energy anymore, so she said, “You will find out when you go tomorrow.”
Xue Meng said weakly from the other end: “Why did people die as soon as you went? What a coincidence…”
Xiao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes weakly, wondering why he, being a party member, was so superstitious: “There are many old people in the village as well as young and middle-aged people. Isn’t it normal for people to die?”
Xue Meng thought it made sense. Xiao Xiaoyu and the others stayed in the village for a day and nothing happened. It should be just a coincidence.
The few people chatted for a while, Xiao Xiaoyu explained to them the general situation of the village and today’s work in detail, and then ended the voice chat.
Jiang Lan was packing his things at home, when he sent a message to Ying Qiao by the way, saying that he was going to the countryside to help the poor, and asking him if he could help take care of Suan Ni and Jiao Tu tomorrow.
The workload of poverty alleviation in Sanshui Village was huge, and it would be too inconvenient to bring Suan Ni and Jiao Tu, so Jiang Lan was not prepared to take them with him. But he was worried about leaving Suan Ni and Jiao Tu at home alone. He always felt that they would play games without eating or sleeping at home alone.
Someone needed to keep an eye on them.
Jiang Lan originally wanted to ask Zhang Tianxing to help take care of them, but hearing how Xiao Xiaoyu seemed so weak, Zhang Tianxing was also probably very tired, so he was too embarrassed to bother him.
After thinking about it, there was only Ying Qiao who he could trouble.
Ying Qiao was happy when he received the news at first. The fact that the little monster entrusted his younger brothers to his care showed that he trusted him.
As soon as he replied “Okay”, Jiang Lan sent another message: [“Where is your home address?” I’ll send them both there first, as I’ll set off around five o’clock tomorrow.]
Ying Qiao:……
He paused in positioning his hands, and suddenly realized that the villa he was living in was a well-known gathering place for rich people. The lowest villa here cost over 10 million.
It was obviously unreasonable for him, an ordinary social worker with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan and an ordinary snake demon with no background, to live here.
Ying Qiao looked at his big villa and felt numb for the first time.
He didn’t dare to ask Jiang Lan to come over but replied: [“It’s inconvenient if you don’t have a car. Let me drive to pick them up after I finish working overtime. You have to get up early tomorrow and should take the time to rest.]
Jiang Lan thought about it. He was already very familiar with Ying Qiao, so he didn’t politely refuse him: [“Okay, then give me a call when you get here.”]
Ying Qiao calmed the little monster temporarily and immediately called Chen Hua: “Find me a house that I can move in immediately.”
Chen Hua:???
How many years have you lived in this villa? Why are you acting so crazy?
“Isn’t that villa pretty good now? It won’t be easy to organize your collection if you move again.”
As a dragon who loved to collect gems and jewelry, Ying Qiao’s basement and third floor were his treasure troves. When he first moved to this villa, it took a month to move and organize.
Chen Hua still remembered the fear of being dominated by moving.
“Not a villa.”
Ying Qiao wanted to just find an ordinary house, but he had no idea about the house where an ordinary little demon would live, so he could only say: “Jiang Lan’s brothers want to stay at my house. The villa is too ostentatious.”
Chen Hua understood that he was trying to fool Jiang Lan.
“When do you want it?”
“Tonight,” Ying Qiao said, “ten o’clock at the latest.”
Chen Hua:……
You might as well kill me.
“I’ll try my best.” Chen Hua said politely but felt sorry in his heart.
At this point, all the normal agents had gone off work, so he could only find ways to find acquaintances to get a house.
Ying Qiao hung up the phone and walked a few steps into the bedroom. After thinking about it, he felt uneasy, so he went upstairs to pack a box of daily clothes, choosing only the ones whose brands and prices couldn’t be seen, for fear of leaking something.
When Chen Hua called and said that the house was found, it was already 8:30 in the evening.
Ying Qiao took the clothes he had packed and drove there directly.
The house was in Hanyang District, a relatively new community. Ying Qiao went upstairs and was slightly satisfied with the small, well-furnished house, but there were not a lot of things in the house.
Chen Hua came back from buying daily necessities, while Ying Qiao hung the clothes he brought in the cabinet, trying to make it look like someone was living there.
After the operation was completed, it was already past nine-thirty.
Ying Qiao pursed his lips and called Jiang Lan, saying that he was off work and was going to leave the company. He hung up the phone and hurried downstairs to drive to pick someone up.
Chen Hua saw that he was in such a mess that he hurried downstairs without even having time to clean up. He sighed twice and said to himself that there was really a thing that brought down another thing.
This old Dogecoin also had this day.
He suddenly felt elated and walked away feeling refreshed.
When Ying Qiao arrived at Jiang Lan’s community, he subconsciously glanced at the car’s interior mirror to tidy up his appearance when he parked his car. When he saw the embarrassed person in the mirror, he realized that he had just tidied up the house and had not yet had time to tidy up his whole body.
The clothes were all wrinkled, the shiny leather shoes were covered in dust, the carefully arranged hairstyle had long been messed up, and a few strands of hair were hanging down randomly, making him look more and more unkempt. Ying Qiao sniffed himself again and immediately frowned in disgust. There was still a faint smell of sweat on his body.
He had a stiff face and stood at the gate of the community for a long time, unable to move.
It wasn’t until Jiang Lan sent a message asking if he had arrived that he walked with difficulty into the community.
Ying Qiao’s whole body was boiling hot, burning his heart and lungs. In all these years of living, he had never been so embarrassed in his memory. As a delicate dragon, he would never allow himself to be embarrassed, especially in front of the little monster.
As he walked, he thought worriedly, would the little monster smell the sweat on his body later?
The author has something to say:
Exquisite Longlong: I actually smell like sweat, I’m not clean anymore.
Rough guy:???
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