I'm really just the village head

"It's okay." Li Xinghua didn't have the slightest impatience. "It's much easier to walk and faster than when I came back. It is estimated that it can catch up with the cruise speed of the warship."

He used to be a member of the Navy, but after changing his job, he went to the Shancheng Shipping Company.

This ship is simply not comparable to a warship.

"The ships in the future will definitely get faster and faster." Liu Chunlai had never been on a warship, but when he took this ship yesterday, he felt that if he was on a warship driven by Li Xinghua, he would die.

The river was originally anxious, but it was retrograde. According to the original plan, it could be there last night.

Because Liu Chunlai couldn't stand it and was afraid that something might happen, he rested on a pier in the middle all night.

Only set off this morning.

"Why don't you go down for a meal?" Liu Chun invited a few people.

Li Xinghua shook his head, "No, there is a stove on the boat, we have to guard the boat..."

Seeing Li Xinghua's refusal, Liu Chunlai did not insist either.

When carrying the pig boat to the mountain city with Wangshan Commune before, the captain Zhang Mingtao and others would not disembark easily.

Liu Chunlai also asked at the time, saying that the management of the wharf was loose and that the ship had to be watched.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome to go on board and pry some parts from the ship as scrap iron.

Scrap iron prices are not cheap this year.

I will look at the situation later, buy some food for Li Xinghua and the others, and have to wait for the furniture to be shipped.

Li Xinghua and others didn't know that all the sacks Liu Chunlai was carrying was money, and they thought Liu Chunlai brought back something they bought from there.

Not familiar at first.

With so much cash, it is easy to be remembered.

Liu Chunlai and Liu Jiuwa pushed the motorcycle to the dock through the built-up springboard, and then carried three sacks of money down.

Sun Xiaoyu got directly into the back seat of Liu Jiuwa's motorcycle.

These days, there are few vehicles and no traffic police to check driver's license every day. As long as you have a good balance, you will learn quickly. What's more, Liu Jiuwa is a martial artist?

Liu Chunlai didn't know when he learned it.

Three linen pockets for money are tied to the back of Liu Chunlai's motorcycle.

"Go straight back?" Liu Jiuwa looked at the three linen bags behind Liu Chunlai.

Sun Xiaoyu must be sent back to the garment factory first.

"No, we have a monthly vacation today. Let's go to No. 1 Middle School and pick up the old fourth. There will be no bus at noon. Otherwise, she will walk back to save money." Liu Chunlai understands the school vacation time.

This will happen to be school time, and Liu Xue may still clean up before going home.

In a few days, the college entrance examination will be held, and Liu Xue will be in the third year of high school. Some things that are not needed have to be taken home.

Originally, Liu Chunlai was planning to split up. Liu Jiuwa was afraid that Liu Chunlai would be unsafe with so much money, so she didn't agree.

The two took Sun Xiaoyu to the dormitory of the garment factory, Sun Xiaoyu got off the car, did not say to invite them to dinner, and Liu Jiuwa did not say when to marry her.

Liu Chun's thoughts to watch the excitement fell through again. When he left, he smiled and said to Sun Xiaoyu: "Sister Sun, don't worry, I promise to marry you back with a sedan chair in a few days.

Sun Xiaoyu gave him a straight look.

Liu Chunlai doesn't have a formality in his mouth, but Liu Jiuwa is a good one. She doesn't talk too much, works silently, and knows how to hurt people.

Two motorcycles headed towards the County No. 1 Middle School, and the roar of the engines spread far away.

In the county town, apart from the public security bureau, there are green three-wheeled motorcycles. This is the first time that civilian motorcycles have appeared.

Along the way, it attracted many people's eyes, and their faces were shocked and envious.

But Liu Chunlai didn't bother to pay attention to their envy, if he went too late and Liu Xue walked down the path, he would have no choice.

Not far from County No. 1 Middle School, Liu Chunlai found several tricycles with buckets quickly heading towards No. 1 Middle School.

Something big?

Liu Chunlai pondered that today is only July 12, and there is still more than a month before the crackdown.

Liu Chunlai is not a character who likes to watch the excitement, not to mention the huge amount of cash in the back seat of the motorcycle for this world.

Go directly to Yizhong.

But as soon as I arrived at the corner of the street in front of No. 1 Middle School, I found that the street in front of the No. 1 Middle School in the county was crowded with people, which was more crowded than the rush days during the Chinese New Year.

There have never been so many people on this street in Liu Chunlai's memory.

Even if it is the beginning of school, there will not be so many.

Students don’t have much money, and business in the commercial street is not good. Even if it is a holiday, students will not stay too much.

Many students are reluctant to spend two or three cents to eat a bowl of rice outside. They hurry up and go home to eat.

No one can starve without eating.

The police motorcycle has been turned into the side street in front of the school.

Something happened to the school!

"The police are here."

Seeing the police in white uniforms and sitting on military-green tricycles arrived, everyone consciously retreated to both sides of the street and gave the police a passage leading to the school.

The motorcycles of Liu Chunlai and Liu Jiuwa drove directly behind the police motorcycle team.

"Hey, isn't that Liu Chunlai, who clamored to insist on fighting for eight years? Liu Chunlai came!"

As Liu Chunlai, who has been in high school for seven years and has participated in five college entrance examinations plus one pre-examination, he is also considered a celebrity in school.

Many students know him.

After all, Liu Chunlai and Zhao Yujun are known as the joint war of resistance, at least eight years of college entrance examination!

Then, in the sixth year of the college entrance examination, Liu Chunlai fell down, and Zhao Yujun did not pass the pre-test...

"It's useless for him to come, there are so many people over there!" Someone sighed.

The army-green three-wheeled motorcycle stopped directly in the middle of the street. After the police got off the motorcycle, they hurried to the school gate.

Liu Chunlai and Liu Jiuwa did not stop their motorcycles and continued to walk inside.

However, seeing Liu Chunlai actually appear on a motorcycle that no one has seen before, many people curiously discussed with friends around him.

More just to watch the excitement.

"I don't know where Liu Chun borrowed this motorcycle. Haven't I seen it before?"

"Who knows, but this motorcycle looks better than a police three-wheeled motorcycle. When I am admitted to the university and become a cadre, I will buy such a motorcycle and ride it with such a majesty!"

"Maybe it was stolen. Didn't you see that there are three burlap bags behind?" Someone said the smell of Boryeong vinegar.

"What are you doing?" A police officer in his forties looked at Guo Wang and Su Biqing with a black face.

Stern eyes also scanned the crowd behind them.

Guo Wang hid behind his old mother with some fear.

Su Biqing looked surprised: "Comrade Public Security, we have to be the master! Our family finally saved 400 yuan. In order to ask for a wife for our son, the matchmaker said that the woman’s family received the money, but she was unwilling to marry a daughter... …"

This year, four hundred yuan is a large sum.

Liu Chunlai heard another four hundred and couldn't help but wonder.

"This kind of thing, you should go to each other's house, what does it look like when you are stuck in front of the school? You don't know how much impact this will have?"

Feng Qingyun did not expect this to happen.

He, the deputy director, almost cursed.

"Her family is a group of bandits. How dare we provoke them. If they don't pay back the money, we don't want it anymore. As long as there are people, they are married anyway..."

Liu Chunlai looked at the cripple next to him, whom he had seen during the last meal.

This is Guo Lizi?

But where does my old lady charge 400 yuan from his family?