After seeing Cao Shujie, Wang Zhifeng told him that everything was ready.

Cao Shujie took a look at the suitcase that Wang Zhifeng was dragging. Not surprisingly, there was 210,000 in cash awarded to Cao Yuting and Cao Hongzhao.

Cao Shujie felt that it was not appropriate for them to hold an enlarged version of the check, and it would not be of much use to these ordinary people.

On the contrary, Cao Shujie prefers to come directly and let everyone see the 200,000 cash awarded to Cao Yuting. That kind of visual impact can give people a deeper impression.

"Okay, Manager Wang, please wait for a while. After everyone arrives, we can go over together." Cao Shujie said to him.

Wang Zhifeng is not in a hurry.

Cao Jianlong and the others were filled with emotion when they saw Wang Zhifeng and the other two people, especially when they saw the suitcase dragged by Wang Zhifeng.

Thinking about this matter, Cao Shujie has done far more than the Caojiazhuang Village Committee.

Until now, Cao Shujie has been silently contributing to Caojiazhuang, but there is very little they can do to help Cao Shujie.

This made Cao Jianlong and the others feel a little disappointed, and they always felt like they were redundant.

Cao Jianlong stood up again and greeted Wang Zhifeng and the other two people, asking them to sit down and rest, and brought them freshly brewed tea.

Talking and laughing, while waiting patiently, the sound of gongs and drums came from outside, followed by the sound of flutes and suonas, playing festive music, and many people couldn't help but hum along.

At this time, Cao Shujin, Cao Yuting and his daughter, and Cao Jiancheng and Cao Hongzhao, who were waiting patiently in the small room next door, heard the noise coming from outside the village committee compound and looked at the people standing in the compound.

They were also very excited.

Cao Jiancheng patted his son Cao Hongzhao on the shoulder: "Hongzhao, you must study hard when you go to school. Whether you want to stay outside or return to Caojiazhuang in the future, you must remember the kindness of your brother Shujie."

Cao Hongzhao was introverted and not good at words. He just nodded heavily and responded to his father in this way.

Cao Shujin also looked at his daughter Cao Yuting proudly, with light in his eyes.

For Cao Shujin, even if he dies now, he has no regrets.

I never dreamed in my life that I would still be famous in middle age.

Because of this result, Cao Shujin has gone to the Caojiazhuang Cemetery to burn three pieces of paper for the ancestors of his family, and burn more money to the ancestors who are aware of the underground, to thank them for their blessing in heaven.

"Tingting, study hard in the future and don't be proud." Cao Shujin told his daughter.

Cao Yuting held her father's hand: "Dad, I understand everything."

"Well, Dad believes in you. Don't be nervous when you go on stage later and perform well." Cao Shujin said.

While talking, Cao Shujin rearranged his daughter's collar and slowly smoothed the uneven collar. He did such a simple thing meticulously.

There are at least more than 100 villagers standing in the compound, not including those standing outside the compound and those who are rushing here one after another.

There were also many people who could tell by looking at their clothes that they did not belong to Caojiazhuang. Cao Shujin guessed that those people came to Caojiazhuang to play.
Chapter completed!