Following the long memory, I found the path to the village chief's house. Daxiang Village is a poor mountain village nestled in a corner. There are no lights at night and the roads are bumpy and difficult to navigate. Therefore, as soon as the sun sets, the people in the village go to bed early.

When Song Zhiwei walked to the door of the village chief's house, the sky had completely darkened. A crescent moon hung in the sky, spreading a faint silver light.

I stood at the door and waited until the sound of clearing dishes and chopsticks inside disappeared. Knowing that time could not be delayed, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the village chief's house accompanied by the tireless chirping of summer cicadas.

"Who is it?"

"Uncle Xingguo, it's me, Song Zhiwei from the Fu family."

Chen Xingguo frowned, put the cigarette pouch he had just picked up into his waistband, winked at his wife, and asked her to open the door.

Why did the girl from the Song family come to their house so late at night?

Is it possible that he really wants to divorce Fu Zhiqing?

Thinking of this, Chen Xingguo was a little less interested. Fu Zhiqing was such a talented young man. If the Song family hadn't beaten him first, he would have wanted to marry his daughter to him.

At a young age, he is neither impetuous nor impetuous, he is educated, he is down-to-earth and steady, and he also looks like a talented person.

What parent doesn't like that?

My daughter-in-law still talks about a flower stuck in the smelly cow dung of the Song family.

If Fu Zhiqing wasn't disabled, he would support the divorce with both hands and feet. The Song family are all shrewd people, and it would be really ruining Fu Zhiqing's life to be tied up.

But now that he is disabled and has a baby, how can he survive with no source of income and no one to take care of him?

But now that Song Zhiwei was here, he couldn't ignore it and made up his mind to send her away with a few perfunctory words.

Zhiwei is a good girl in every aspect, but she is too soft-tempered. She can be crushed and rounded in her hands without losing her temper, and she can be bullied by the Song Jianjun family.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Song Zhiwei's crisp voice, "Uncle Xingguo, I'm really sorry for bothering you so late at night."

She walked in with an enamel basin with a smile, and the moonlight fell all over her body. There was a smile in her bright and clear cat eyes. She didn't have the timid dodge of the past, but her original good color was improved.

The chattering Chen family members in the yard paused.

Are the girls from the Song family so smart?

"Zhiwei, what's the point of coming to your uncle so late?" Chen Xingguo asked seriously, his eyebrows darkened, "If you have any difficulties, tell your uncle, and I will help anyone who can help."

If you can't help, don't come to me.

Song Zhiwei heard the meaning of his words, her smile remained unchanged and she said, "Uncle Xingguo will definitely be able to help me."

Chen Xingguo's expression paused and he was about to speak. Song Zhiwei quickly took out a stack of notes from his trouser pocket and shoved it in front of him. Chen Xingguo was slightly stunned and looked at the white note in front of him. He didn't understand why. This thing didn't look like food stamps. What, why would you give it to him?

"uncle Please help me take a look."

Squinting under the dim moonlight, Chen Xingguo tried his best to take a few glances. There were two large characters of IOU written on it. The font was strong and powerful. At a glance, it was clear that it was written by an educated youth. Chen Xingguo was interested in taking over. After passing the note, it seemed that the purpose of the Song family's girl coming to him was different from what she thought.

Song Zhiwei sighed and did not refuse, which showed that there was hope.

She knew that the village chief had been protecting Fu Chenshi, but she didn't know how he, an outsider, had fallen into the village chief's eyes.

"It is indeed an IOU." Chen Xingguo looked at Song Zhiwei calmly, smacked his mouth twice, and he was addicted to cigarettes. He would not feel good if he did not take two puffs after dinner. He took out the cigarette pouch from his waistband and lit it, blowing smoke rings. I feel life is complete.

"Girl Zhiwei, tell me your plan."

Song Zhiwei was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Uncle Xingguo, you know the situation of my family. We are too poor to uncover the pot. I would like to trouble you to come with me and pay me back some of the things my parents owe me. At least let me live my life." Push through.”

"Oh?" Chen Xingguo swallowed unmoved. The smell of tobacco was a bit strong and made Song Zhiwei unable to open her eyes.

"It's not that you want to divorce Fu Zhiqing. This matter has caused a stir in the village. Why do you want to live with him again?"

Song Zhiwei's face turned bitter, and her watery cat eyes were full of embarrassment, "Uncle Xingguo, I am not afraid of being embarrassed to tell you now. If they hadn't asked me to get married immediately after the divorce, maybe I would have really agreed."

Chen Xingguo was shocked and looked over together with the Chen family who listened to them.

Divorce is very rare these days, let alone getting married immediately after the divorce.

It's just far away from Dapu.

"Nonsense, what nonsense!" Chen Xingguo was so angry that he stopped smoking. He knocked the pipe vigorously, poured out the shredded tobacco, and put it back into his belt again. His face was extremely ugly.

How could a bunch of idiots from the Song family do such a terrible thing.

If word spreads, how can the girls in their village marry outside?

Reputation is so important. The village is already poor, and then such disastrous news comes out. As the village chief, he can't raise his head even though he is living in ten miles and eight villages.

The Song family wants to push the villagers into a pit.

"Girl Zhiwei, you did the right thing. You can't agree to this, let alone be a coward!"

Chen Xingguo got angry and banged the table. It was not easy for him to be the village chief. Only he knew that after the world finally became peaceful, he just wanted to lead the villagers to dig food in the fields. With enough food and clothing, the girls in the village can get married and the boys can find wives.

The Song family is the black sheep, the rat shit in the pot, why can't they live in peace?

"Uncle, I know. I have a scale in my heart. I know what I can and cannot do." Song Zhiwei blinked and smiled shyly.

Chen Xingguo nodded, and the Song family knew that Wei Ya was sensible, soft-tempered, and at least not confused about right and wrong. She was many times better than the other Song family members.

Feeling comfortable, Chen Xingguo put a smile on his face. Song Zhiwei felt reassured, knowing that things were probably going to be good, so he quickly hit the railroad while it was still hot, "Uncle Xingguo, look, do you have time to accompany me for a walk now?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get my things back if I'm alone."

Sighing aggrievedly, Song Zhiwei's eyes turned red, "You know my family is in trouble. My mother and the others haven't come up with anything. We, a family of three, have no choice but to hang our necks on the old camphor tree at the top of the village."

Chen Xingguo was startled and started to persuade him, "I don't want to say that. It's such a big deal."

"Let's go, uncle will accompany you for a trip. It is natural to pay back the debt. What are you afraid of when you hold the IOU written in black and white in your hand?"