As soon as the suona sounded, the clouds in the sky opened, and a bright beam of sunshine was hitting the team. It was like the Buddha's light shining in the West, which made everyone feel energetic. The reclamation team members who blocked the road reluctantly made way. When they arrived in front of the car, the village chief jumped into the driving building. After a while, they saw the car retreating as if there were eyes behind them!

Nothing happened along the way. I buried my mother and it was my turn to set up the mat when I returned to the village.

I knew that I had a reputation and had this incident again. There were not many people who came to treat me to the table, so I only invited people to make two tables, but I didn't see anyone coming when I waited around, and even those passing by were walking around my house.

But the village chief should come if he didn't come. He never missed the 81 families in the village.

But today, he didn't come!

It was not until noon that I found out that the village chief invited all the people from the land reclamation team to the village headquarters and arranged them to live in each household. During the day, the man was arranged to work with us at Wang Doufu's house. The two handsome little girls seemed to live in the little daffodil's house.

I heard that the village chief also told everyone to take good care of these children in the city and hold a party on a date.

I muttered a few words in secret, Wang Doufu's family, Xiao Daffodil's family, well, it's very good!

He returned to the yard with a smile, and I sat next to the iron mule and filled him with wine: "Come on, mule, go one."

The iron mule picked up the wine cup: "Don't think so much, this is a coincidence. Aren't outsiders coming to the village?"

I laughed and looked at the eight plates and eight bowls full of tables that had not been moved: "Don't mess with those useless things. How long has it been since we brothers been so generous? Come on, let's have a good drink with me today!"

The iron mule was so happy that she raised the wine cup: "Just put this? Where are you pulling the feathers?"

I was also happy. I swished the wine cup and changed to the Shanghai bowl. The hot sorghum was poured into my throat. The hot energy was like swallowing a red-hot knife and poking it straight into my stomach. It choked me so hard that I couldn't swallow a sip of wine. I coughed continuously, and tears came out without realizing it!
Chapter completed!