C3 The Bullfrog Project

At that moment, Niu Zhifeng handed a small bag to Liu Zhenhua and said, "I won't let you do it for free. I don't read much. I won't read until the first day, I don't know how to write love letters. Help me write it. When I marry Lifang, I'll invite you to be my best man. "

" What is this? " Liu Zhenhua looked at the black bag in Niu Zhifeng's hand.

Niu Zhifeng said in a low voice, "This is a kilogram of pork belly that was stolen from my house. I'm a good friend. I won't let you write it for nothing."

Liu Zhenhua was just worrying about not having any food to eat when he hurriedly took the black bag. "Zhifeng, I can give you a love letter, but it doesn't guarantee success."

"No problem, just write it for me" Niu Zhifeng smiled and said, "Lifang likes me, writing love letters is just a formality. As long as I send a love letter, it will definitely be Ma Cheng's credit."

"It will be Ma Cheng's success." Liu Zhenhua corrected him.

Niu Zhifeng laughed foolishly: "Hehe, it's all the same, as long as it's a success."

Liu Zhenhua took out a love letter from his room that Yang Sishi had returned today and gave it to Niu Zhifeng. "Take it and copy it."

"Can you do this?" Niu Zhifeng was suspicious.

"Why not? This was my brilliant work back then, and I managed to catch up to him just like that." Liu Zhenhua recalled the wonderful times he had with Yang Sishi in the past.

"That's true. Today, that girl even chased me to the Luoshan Village. Zhenhua, you are so stupid. That girl is beautiful and rich. Why don't you take it? If it were me, I would definitely not sell pork and run with her. " Niu Zhifeng tightly held the love letter in his arms, as if he had found a treasure.

The next morning, the village broadcast rang. "Villagers, Town Councilor Ma and County's Officer Qiu have all come to our village. Everyone, quickly gather at the village square for a meeting."

Just as Liu Zhenhua closed the door and was about to go to the village square, Niu Zhifeng ran over.

"Zhenhua, it's done, it's done." Niu Zhifeng was so happy that he wanted to jump up, but because he was too fat, his body only swayed slightly and did not successfully jump up.

"You chased after Li Fang?" Liu Zhenhua's eyes darkened, and he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

"No, I successfully gave the love letter to Li Fang. My God, I'm so lucky. I feel like I'm about to succeed." Niu Zhifeng continued to shake his fat body.

Liu Zhenhua said, "Uncle Song just said on the radio that he was going to hold a meeting of the entire village. Let's hurry over."

"Tch, we are too lazy to hold a meeting like this. In our eyes, the village chief is nothing. However, since you want to be the village chief today, I'll give you face. I just told some of my brothers on the way that they will give you a round of applause later. I'll cheer for you." Niu Zhifeng smiled.

Just as Liu Zhenhua was about to go to the square, Niu Zhifeng pulled him back. "Zhenhua, I'm a little nervous. I wonder if Li Fang will have any thoughts after reading my love letter?"

"I don't know about that."

"Then tell me, how do I know if she agrees to be my girlfriend or not?" Niu Zhifeng continued to pull Liu Zhenhua and asked. It seemed that he did not want Liu Zhenhua to leave.

Liu Zhenhua said, "Based on my experience, if Li Fang sees your love letter and smiles at you, then you will have a chance. If she showed you a fierce face, brother, you might have failed. "

" So it's like that. " Niu Zhifeng was a little nervous. In the past, Song Lifang had always been mean to him.

When Liu Zhenhua and the others arrived at the square, Song Min was about to call Liu Zhenhua and urge him to hurry over.

When Song Min saw Liu Zhenhua, he immediately called him up on the stage.

As there was only one village chief in the Fallen Mountain Village, Song Min, there were no other officers.

Because the other villagers were unwilling to become village cadres without wages, Song Min would usually ask Song Lifang for help if there were any problems in the village.

Song Lifang was holding a red silk cloth and laying it on the long table on the main platform. Behind it were four chairs, which looked quite decent.

The radio stations, offices, office tables, and square in the village were all built by the county poverty alleviation team for the Luoshan Village in the year before. It was said that they had spent more than 200,000 yuan.

The villagers still liked the square very much.

The square was built with cement. Usually, people could sunbathe rice, peanuts, and other things on it. It was very convenient.

Song Lifang blushed when she saw Liu Zhenhua coming over. However, she still pouted and smiled at Liu Zhenhua. "Brother Zhenhua, you're here."

"Yes, Lifang, you've worked hard." Liu Zhenhua replied politely.

"Yeah, Zhenhua, Lifang saw that you were going to be the village chief today. She woke up very early and has been busy here." Song Min seemed to be hinting at something.

"Dad." Song Lifang stomped on the ground and her face turned even redder.

The two men beside her also laughed. "Old Song, you are really cunning. You let your future son-in-law take over your job."

Song Min did not continue. He just turned around and introduced to Liu Zhenhua. "Zhenhua, this is the town council member, Chairman Ma."

Liu Zhenhua looked at the balding middle-aged man and hurriedly said respectfully, "Hello, Chairman Ma."

"Hello." Commissar Ma curiously sized up Liu Zhenhua.

What was the purpose of a famous university student giving up his superior job in the provincial capital and returning to his hometown to be the village chief? Could it be that he was aiming for the daughter of the Song family? A hero is sad for a beauty?

"Zhenhua, this is Officer Qiu from the County Poverty Altering Team." Song Min continued to introduce the man with a square face, who was in his 50s, wearing a grey Zhongshan suit.

"Hello, Officer Qiu." Liu Zhenhua continued to speak respectfully.

Officer Qiu was also sizing up Liu Zhenhua. A young man who had just graduated from university coming back to a poor village to be the village chief. He felt that it was simply nonsense.

It seemed that after the meeting, he had to discuss with Song Min. He could not just leave the village and not care about it.

He had also finished his job of poverty alleviation this year. It was time for him to retire next year.

When Song Min saw that the villagers were almost there, he took the microphone and let everyone sit down. He said that he was preparing for the meeting.

When Song Lifang saw that there was nothing for her to do here, she also walked into the crowd below.

When Niu Zhifeng saw Song Lifang come down, he hurriedly went over. "Lifang."

At that moment, Niu Zhifeng looked at Song Lifang nervously. He wanted to use the method taught by Liu Zhenhua to verify whether Song Lifang liked him or not.

If Song Lifang smiled at him, he would definitely succeed.

If Song Lifang treated him badly, it meant that Song Lifang was a little shy and would not agree to his request for the time being.

He wanted to go to Liu Zhenhua's place to write more love letters, but when he thought about how he would have to give her some pork belly every time he went, his heart ached.

"Hey, it's Zhifeng. Thank you." Song Lifang smiled at Niu Zhifeng.

"Thank me?" Niu Zhifeng could not react in time. He had written a plot for Song Lifang, why should she thank him?

Was she thanking him for writing her a love letter? Hehehe, as long as she liked it, he could write it for her every day. It was just a pound of pork belly, and he could afford it.

However, actually, he could only bring half a pound of pork belly every time he went to Liu Zhenhua's house. Anyway, it was not like he had never done anything that was lacking in weight when he sold pork in the past.

"Yes, the meeting is about to begin. Let's not talk." Song Lifang looked at the platform with a red face. She did not know whether she was looking at Song Min or Liu Zhenhua.

Niu Zhifeng could be described as overjoyed. If his mother pig was in front of him, he would bravely rush forward and hug her tightly.

It was a success. Just now, Song Lifang smiled charmingly at him. Just as Liu Zhenhua had said, the brighter Song Lifang smiled at him, the more it showed that she liked him.

He was so handsome, how could Song Lifang not like him?

Thinking of this, Niu Zhifeng wiped his hair, which was covered in hair gel, and got carried away.

Early this morning, he woke up to "dress up" so that Song Lifang could see his handsome appearance.

Song Min was indeed the old village chief. He gave a very reasonable opening speech in an official tone, and only talked for a few minutes.

Just as the villagers were about to fall asleep, Song Min introduced the two leaders and officers and praised Liu Zhenhua.

In the end, Chairman Ma used the method of equivalent election to invite the villagers to vote for Liu Zhenhua as the village chief.

Niu Zhifeng excitedly said to the youths beside him, "All of you raise your hands to elect Zhenhua. He is my good brother."

Liu Zhenhua only let him copy a love letter and let him capture Song Lifang's heart. He had to help her no matter what.

The villagers were not enthusiastic about who to be the village chief. Anyway, Song Min's salary last year had not been paid. Who would be so foolish as to be the village chief?

Without any doubts, Liu Zhenhua was elected as the village chief of the Fallen Mountain Village.

Seeing that the village chief's matter had been settled, Councilman Ma was in a hurry to return to the town to deal with business.

After Chairman Ma left, Officer Qiu took the microphone and asked the villagers, "My fellow villagers, if there are no changes this year, our Poverty Altering Team will find a way to fund the Luoshan Village for 200,000 yuan. We have found a new way. I hope that this year we can help everyone get out of this predicament. "

"Officer Qiu, are we not raising cows and frogs this year?" The villager, Chen Xuecai, asked.

Officer Qiu's expression immediately turned ugly. This Chen Xuecai was the one who brought up the topic?

The poverty alleviation project was started by the poverty alleviation team in the Luoshan Village last year. They had also sent people to some places to investigate. If they could raise cows and frogs into adulthood, it would be very economical.

In places like Guangsu, the temperature was relatively high. It only took three years for eggs to grow into frogs that could breed, while other areas needed four to five years. This was their advantage.

Originally, they thought that with this advantage, they would definitely succeed in this project. At that time, they would make sure that every family in Luoshan Village would raise cows and frogs, so that everyone would become wealthy and free from poverty.

They invested 200,000 yuan in poverty alleviation funds to build frog ponds and buy young frogs (which would greatly shorten the breeding period), and they asked the technicians to train some of the villagers' representatives.

In the first two months, the project was still in full swing. Officer Qiu had even called a reporter from the county television station to interview and report, which made Officer Qiu and the Luoshan Village popular for a period of time.

However, in the third month, the villagers' technical level was still not high. They did not understand the disease and prevention of cows and frogs. When cows and frogs got sick, it quickly spread among the large breeding ponds.

When Officer Qiu invited a professional technician over, the cows and frogs had already returned to the west.

Because of this matter, Officer Qiu was harshly criticized by the higher-ups.

He said that he did some things that were not practical. It was not as good as building a radio station, office, square, and other things like the previous year. He had left some traces in the Fallen Mountain Village.

In the future, when the leaders came down to check, they could also point to physical constructions and say that it was the credit of their poverty alleviation team.

However, the abandoned frog-raising pool would only be criticized and laughed at.