Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

"Even if you give me three work points, I won't be willing to live in that leaky cowshed.

The weather is cold now, and if I catch a cold, the few work points I have won’t be enough to pay for medical treatment and medicine.”

Jiang Zhiyi retorted.

Being bullied? That's impossible.

Niu Dafu was so angry that he glared at Jiang Zhiyi.

No wonder he was so sharp-tongued that Liang Zining could talk to him all the way.

Humph, he wants to see if his mouth can help him with the work when he gets to work?

At this moment, many villagers gathered in front of the village chief's house.

Niu Chengli had to maintain the image of the village chief and said to Jiang Zhiyi in a very friendly tone:

"Jiang Zhiyi, right? It seems like there aren't such high work points in the bullpen.

Everyone is watching here, and if I give you such high work points, no one will be happy about it."

The village chief laughed like a fox.

In just two sentences, the interests of all people are compared.

People are like this; they worry not about scarcity but about inequality.

"Then how much do you want to give me?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.

Three work divisions are impossible.

"One work point." The village chief continued to smile and said in a negotiating tone.

"No, of course if you, the village chief, agree that if I catch a cold, the village can help pay for my medical treatment, then I have no objection."

Jiang Zhiyi also discussed it.

Medicines are very expensive these days.

Poor people cannot afford to get sick.

The village chief looked at Jiang Zhiyi steadily.

This educated youth looked harmless, but because he was too good-looking, he gave people the impression that he could be bullied.

It feels like a beautiful little loser.

I guess Niu Dafu wanted Jiang Zhiyi to look after the cowshed because of his appearance.

I didn't expect that he was such a thoughtful person.

"Comrade Jiang, you're joking. Medicines are related to the health of the entire village. Even if I'm the village chief, I can't show favoritism.

I hope Comrade Jiang can understand."

The village chief continued to maintain his persona.

There's nothing wrong with what he said.

Of course, the so-called asking the village to pay for medical expenses is just a bargaining chip for Jiang Zhiyi.

"I understand." Jiang Zhiyi said the final purpose with an embarrassed look on his face:

"Two work points a day, no less. The cowshed is uninhabitable, and I need some materials to repair it.

I can repair the cowshed myself, and I don’t need any labor from the village.

But I still hope the village chief can provide the materials.”

Jiang Zhiyi really didn't ask for much for the two-work-point bonus.

When it's cold and the cows are not needed, he still takes time to herd them.

From now on, it will be his job to feed the cows.

When there was no one specifically responsible for looking after the cattle, whoever in the village had the turn to look after the cattle would be given two work points.

Especially in cold weather, villagers are reluctant to take this job.

After Jiang Zhiyi moved into the cowshed, he became a long-term worker.

There will be more things to be responsible for.

In the era of collective production, people’s livelihood security was work points.

No matter what you do, you are paid in work points.

If the village chief asks villagers to help repair the cowshed, it will be another expense.

After hearing that Jiang Zhiyi didn't want anyone to help him, he prepared to repair the cowshed by himself.

The village chief smiled and agreed generously:

"You can use the wood and other materials in the village. You don't have to go to work for the next few days. Repair the cowshed first, then you can go back to work.

During the days when you are not working, you can eat at my house."

No one gossiped about the village chief's arrangements.

The villagers have long complained about having to take turns looking after the cows.

He even generously invited Jiang Zhiyi to have dinner at his house.

It has won unanimous praise from the villagers.

Some villagers also generously said that if Jiang Zhiyi needed any tools to repair the cowshed, he could come to their homes to get them.

After reaching an agreement with the village chief, Niu Dafu took Jiang Zhiyi to the cowshed.

Niu Dafu never gave Jiang Zhiyi a good look along the way.

"Brother, you are really great." Niu Dafu slapped Jiang Zhiyi's shoulder heavily.

He has broad shoulders, a round waist and a fat face.

I have endless energy working on the farm all day.

He patted Jiang Zhiyi's shoulder with the intention of showing off to Jiang Zhiyi and letting her know how much his thin little body weighed.

Don’t use this kind of tricks in the village in the future.

Unexpectedly, after the slap, Jiang Zhiyi didn't stagger as expected.

His steps didn't even pause.

"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"

Niu Dafu was just wondering if he hadn't used enough force when Jiang Zhiyi slapped Niu Dafu on the shoulder.

He and Niu Dafu are of similar height, but Niu Dafu looks stronger than him.

Jiang Zhiyi clapped his hand down.

Niu Dafu staggered, feeling as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on his shoulders, and his legs went weak.

By the time Niu Dafu steadied himself, Jiang Zhiyi had already walked away.

As Niu Dafu jogged to catch up with Jiang Zhiyi, his face turned even darker.

This is something.

The houses of the villagers along the way are all similar, small earthen houses unique to that era.

From a distance, you can see a unique brick house that is particularly eye-catching.

At the same time, Jiang Zhiyi also felt the familiar soul fluctuation.

Pingling's face was filled with joy.

He walked towards the house carrying the box.

"Hey, we're going the wrong direction."

Niu Dafu pointed to a simple cowshed in a different direction from the brick house, not far away and the end of which could be seen at a glance, and called Jiang Zhiyi.

Jiang Zhiyi acted as if she didn't hear anything and continued walking towards the house.

Niu Dafu slapped his thigh and stepped forward to stop Jiang Zhiyi.

"My ears are deaf."

Jiang Zhiyi was still looking at the brick house and pointed casually: "Who lives in there?"

He didn't even look at Niu Dafu.

Niu Dafu looked in the direction Jiang Zhiyi pointed.

He sneered, "How can a cripple like you be so envious of other people's nice houses?"

The envy and jealousy were hard to hide on his face.

A cripple can build such a nice house.

God is really blind.

Jiang Zhiyi frowned, his voice colder than ever before:

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. If you can't speak, cut off your tongue and feed it to the dog so it can grow back."

"Is this the demeanor of you scholars? Are your words so cruel?"

The fat on Niu Dafu's face jumped and his eyes widened with anger.

Within one day, he was manipulated countless times by an educated youth who he thought he could control.

Niu Dafu's patience has reached its limit.

Especially since Jiang Zhiyi was scolding him now!

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"A scholar's generosity should only be shown to people. There's no need to waste it on dogs." Jiang Zhiyi continued.

With a smile on his face.

It’s great that my brother lives here.

We can meet again.

After hearing Jiang Zhiyi's words, Niu Dafu was originally prepared to teach Jiang Zhiyi a lesson, but suddenly he remembered Yao Jianguo's weird temper.

Also laughed.

Why should he stop this ungrateful educated youth?

If you want to go in and find trouble, go ahead.

It just so happened that he was enjoying the show.

Niu Dafu just stood there and watched Jiang Zhiyi knock on the door with a gloating look on his face.

"Hey, here they come!" An old lady's voice came from inside.

The door was opened, and Jiang Zhiyi greeted the old lady with a smile:

"Hello, grandma. I'm a new educated youth. I'll be living in the cowshed next to your house."

As Jiang Zhiyi spoke, his gaze followed the place where the soul sensation was strongest.