C17 The Issue of the Mask Being Distributed

When Old Zhou said that it was necessary to stay in the children's classroom, Old Qin actually expected it.

He knew the situation in this village. When young people went out, the parents and aunties would spend years without taking care of their children. It was definitely unbearable to let the children stay for so long all at once. In addition, the nearby kindergarten and primary schools did not even start school. Therefore, Old Qin had no choice but to compromise.

"Then clean up the biggest empty room in the village committee. If it doesn't work, let my daughter, Wang Xiao Lei, and the others come over to support first. Try to send those children who have contributed to society over first. Let's filter out and set up a quota first!"

Old Zhou followed him into the office. Old Qin saw Aunt Song sitting on a sofa with her grandson in her arms and had already fallen asleep.

This woman was a shrew when she got into trouble. When she was quiet, she looked like she had no one to rely on. It was really pitiful.

"How many nurses are there to support us around here?"

"Six, and each family has a child. The children are not big. Some are primary school, and some are kindergarten. The place they went to can be said to be. . . A disaster area. If it's slightly inappropriate, I'm afraid they will get infected. "

" It is respectable! Old Zhou, if it were the two of us, I don't think I would be able to go. " Old Qin sighed deeply.

"Old Qin, we're about to go down to the cemetery. How can we help others? I want to work for a few more years and get some pension. I just want to eat and wait for my death. "

Old Qin deliberately teased him half-jokingly. "Comrade Zhou, look at how useless you are! If we want to do it, we'll do it well. We'll learn from old age until old age. Look at this Aunt Song flaunting her power. She even signed up for an old university. When you retire, I'll kick you to an old university as well. "

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Old Zhou turned on the computer and let Old Qin read the message on it.

"Good news, Old Qin. During the day, we even said that the matter of the face mask has not been settled. We sent out a lot of e-mails. Our little colleague's hands are sore today. Look, there's finally an email reply. They said that they could provide a hundred and eighty masks, and now they could at least send more than ten households. Each family will send about ten masks. "

" It's still too little. How about each family send 5 first? This way, they can send over 20 families. But Old Zhou, I have a very serious question. . . "

Old Qin's gaze was very serious. He raised his head and looked at Old Zhou, who was bending over to look at the computer with him.

However, when he saw that Old Zhou wanted to say something but stopped himself, Old Zhou laughed. "Isn't there anything that we can talk about between us? Are you afraid of that Aunt Song? She sleeps. She snores and won't be able to wake up for a while. She wants you to solve the problem in the classroom, so she has been waiting here. "

"It's not about Aunt Song. Old Zhou, have you considered which family should you give these masks to? If you don't think of it, these masks can only be temporarily put on the village committee. Aren't you afraid of getting robbed? "

When Old Qin was looking at the computer, he had always worn his glasses, but at this moment, he took off his glasses and used his hand to touch his eyebrows. He sighed deeply.

"Old Qin, don't worry about this. Let's invite our village's Old Zhuge. . . Old Wang over. We three old men will discuss it. As the saying goes, three stinky craftsmen can even be compared to Zhuge Liang! Besides, Old Wang was a resourceful person to begin with. With him taking action, he would be the peacemaker of the village. Asking him to help is always better than asking us two old men to go out and put on masks. That's much better. "

"You mean to put on masks?"

"Old Qin, don't you think every family in our village has a number? Do you remember when our village first opened the express delivery? Didn't you give each family a serial number? Let's just follow the serial number. This way, no one will be able to find anything wrong with it. "

Old Qin:" Now that you mention it, I remember. There is indeed a number. At that time, I used the gray dust that brushed the wall to draw the serial number on each wall. Because sometimes the express delivery is very chaotic. Our village is like a maze. It was like that. It was decided at that time. So, we followed the serial number, and then the express delivery was never messed up again. "

Old Zhou: "Yes, that's right. In addition to Comrade Old Wang's presence and the serial number, if we leave just like that, no one will find fault with us. We can't send it to the officers first. Otherwise, the people will definitely say that the officials are protecting each other. If that's the case, things will become very chaotic. "

Old Qin was just about to slam the table and agree when a loud and clear voice suddenly sounded from behind them: " And me. . . I'll go too!"

Whoever he feared would come. Although the voice was pleasant, it made their hair stand on end. Aunt Song had woken up!

"You are. . . Aunt Song. "

"You must be the village chief, Old Qin! Ah, I saw your poster on the wall of our village. The one you shook hands with the higher ups looked exactly like you and called me Aunt. We are about the same age, so it is more appropriate to call me Little Missy. "

At that moment, the atmosphere was very awkward. Old Qin could not help but curl his lips. Old Zhou quickly poured a cup of water and passed it to Aunt Song. "Big sister, you should drink some water first. "

"I'm older than you. Why should I call you big sister? You don't look like you're retired. I've retired for a few years, but I'm taking good care of myself. My grandson is awake. I'll go and take a look. "

Aunt Song happily looked at her grandson who had woken up in the corner. Her grandson was wearing her coat. The office was very warm and there was a heater, so he didn't catch a cold.

The child rubbed his eyes. He looked a little sleepy. In fact, he didn't like being with his grandmother at all, but there was nothing he could do. His mother had called him before to ask him to listen to his grandmother. He could only endure it.

"Grandma, is that classroom ready? Can I go home?"

Old Qin looked at the child pitifully. He looked at his grandmother, who was baring her fangs and brandishing her claws.

It seemed that Aunt Song was a very powerful old woman. She must have been used to bullying her daughter-in-law. However, this time, her daughter-in-law was the nurse who supported her. She could only comply. Although it seemed very difficult for her to comply, she braced herself and endured it.

In fact, she was not convinced in her heart. She also admitted that what her daughter-in-law did was a glorious thing. It just made her adapt to the life in front of her in an instant. She could not go to an old university, and she had to take care of her grandson every day like a housewife. She could not stand it. Because she used to be a flower in the company. She was outstanding and liked to socialize.

Her arm strength was very strong, and she quickly hugged her grandson in her arms.