"Uncle Zhengcun, it's okay. What I said is the truth. What are you afraid of?" Cao Jianhua said.

Gao Changyin stopped nagging him and called Cao Zhengcun to push all these things to the village committee compound on a tricycle.

Lu Ping has already made a list of people to visit and express condolences based on the list of poor households in previous years.

Looking at the names on the roster, Lu Ping also hesitated.

But without giving him any time to hesitate, Cao Shujie had already gone home, drove his GL8, and arrived at the village committee compound.

After opening the trunk and putting rice, moon cakes, peanut oil, eggs and pure milk in the trunk, he shouted to Cao Jianlong and the others: "Uncle Long, let's go, finish your work early, there are other things to do."

"Get in the car, get in the car, let's enjoy a good ride with Shujie today." Cao Jianlong opened the passenger door and sat in the passenger seat.

When Gao Changyin, Lu Ping and Cao Zhengcun saw this, they also got on the bus from the middle row and sat down.

When Gao Changyin wanted to close the door, he was startled when he found that the door in the middle automatically slid forward and closed.

"Shujie, why do you still close the car by yourself?" Gao Changyin asked him curiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Jianlong muttered to him: "I'm telling you, Lao Gao, you haven't seen this before, so don't be surprised. You didn't see the words on the door that say automatic opening and closing!"

A group of people laughed happily and went to visit and express their condolences.

After Lu Ping made the list, she naturally took over the job of guiding them.

Cao Shujie and the others visited five houses in a row. After entering, they discovered that these villagers were really poor.

There are two other houses that are made of clay and red bricks. The windows are not big and the lighting effect is not good. It is very dark inside, but they are reluctant to turn on the lights.

In addition, there are no decent furniture or appliances in the house.

The other three households are slightly better than these two, but not much better.

Cao Shujie and the others put down their things and chatted with them again. Cao Shujie also encouraged them to boldly plant grass or fruit trees, and assured them that in a few years, the living conditions at home would definitely improve.

Cao Shujie didn't know whether they would follow them to plant fruit trees in the future, but he had already planned to establish a file and follow up later.

If there is only one standard for leading Caojiazhuang to become rich, Cao Shujie believes that this standard is to help the poorest households in Caojiazhuang develop.

Apart from this, any other criteria do not count.

What Cao Shujie didn't expect was that when they arrived at the sixth poor family and were about to go in to offer condolences, Cao Shujie suddenly found a sedan parked in front of his house. The car was a Skoda Octavia and it looked quite new.

This car is not cheap, costing over 100,000.

Cao Shujie was stunned for a moment, then turned to Lu Ping and asked: "Aunt Ping, whose car is this?"

The expression on Lu Ping's face was obviously a little shocked.

She looked at the car at the door, and then at the iron door in front of her that was painted with red paint, but the red paint was mottled and peeled off due to time, and said: "Director Cao, this is Cao Zhengtao's house. As for this car,

Whose it is, I really don’t know.”

"Cao Zhengtao?" Cao Shujie thought about the name, but found that he didn't have much impression.

But having said that, there are more than 1,300 people in Caojiazhuang. In two lifetimes, it is impossible for Cao Shujie to pay attention to the entire village. It is normal for some people he does not recognize.

Cao Jianlong felt that the atmosphere at the door was a bit strange. He said, "Shujie, let's go in first. Maybe someone from Uncle Tao's family is here to visit relatives."

"Director Lu, you lead the way." Cao Jianlong said again.

Lu Ping hurriedly knocked on the door and shouted at the same time: "Is anyone at home? Is anyone at home?"

After shouting twice, someone immediately came out: "Who is it? There is someone at home, come in."

What came out was a middle-aged man who looked white and fat. Cao Shujie was not familiar with him.

Just as he was wondering who he was, Cao Jianlong next to him suddenly said: "Jianhui, when did you come back?"
Chapter completed!