Wearing a book at eighty, being pampered by a disabled boss

Watching Su Shuoci leave, the village chief smiled, and then said to several village cadres around him.

"You guys will go and pick up all those clothes later, so that everyone will be happy."

Everyone agreed and said, "Okay, okay, the eldest brother of the Su family is so awesome. I don't know where I got so many good clothes."

"He is a man of great ability. Haven't you seen how beautiful the clothes he is wearing are?"

"I saw it. Not only does it look very good, but it also looks very expensive. I don't know where I bought it."

"Oh, you ask about these and know where to buy them, but you can't afford them!"

"Hey, am I just curious? People who buy clothes are so discerning!"

Su Shuoci didn't have any thoughts about the other words, except for the sentence, "People who buy clothes are very discerning." He liked this sentence very much.

He couldn't help but look back at the man. He was able to join the village cadre team under the age of 30, and he was indeed quite capable.

Su Shuoci noticed him, and maybe his medicinal garden could be managed by him.

Wang Chuanli didn't know that his good luck was about to come. He looked at Su Shuoci's tall back with shining eyes, his eyes full of admiration.

Su Ermei didn't wait at the entrance of the village. She heard that her eldest brother was coming back to the village, and she was busy killing chickens and stewing meat.

These were given to her eldest brother by the villagers. In recent days, her family of three has been eating meat every day.

She must prepare a good meal to welcome her eldest brother, so she was busy and willing to do so.

Daya and her father went to open up wasteland, Hu Yungen dug the land, and Daya collected firewood. The father and daughter cooperated very well.

The Hu family now wants to curry favor with Second Sister Su, so they don't dare to go to Su's house to catch the autumn wind.

The youngest son of the Hu family also lost his temporary job in the town because of his sister's divorce.

He could only go home and farm in despair, but he hadn't picked up a hoe for many years, and he had blisters on his hands after just one day of work.

Mrs. Hu felt sorry for her youngest son. When she was older, she went to open up wasteland herself and asked her youngest son to follow behind to collect firewood.

As long as they don't behave like monsters, the villagers won't deliberately make things difficult for them. In the final analysis, the villagers are still simple.

The Wang family has a lot of labor, and because wages are paid every day, they earn a good income and have a lot of firewood left over.

So they were full of energy, and the previous fight with Hu Yungen was reconciled.

The new mayor came to Shuanghe Village early in the morning, and what he saw was the cheerful scene of He He Lele.

Not only did he bring the town's cadre team, he also brought other village chiefs to study together.

He first announced some matters regarding next year's busy farming season, and also told the villagers that Shuanghe villagers would become a medicinal material planting base.

Opening up wasteland to plant medicinal materials is something that other villagers should learn from and how to grow medicinal materials.

You can choose to grow the medicinal materials yourself, or you can choose to contract one person and hire other people to grow the medicinal materials.

No matter how it is grown, as long as the variety is good or bad, Comrade Su Shuoci will be willing to buy it at the market price without charging any tax.

The mayor also said that if anyone has the courage, he can grow all the medicinal materials in his home.

Su Shuoci is willing to lead everyone to plant medicinal materials. This is for the benefit of the people in his hometown. He hopes that everyone will have enough food and clothing.

Medicinal materials are good things. If you can grow them well, you can also get rewards from the government.

This is the government's responsibility to everyone and a kind of compensation for the people's spirit of pioneering wasteland.

The mayor said many words of encouragement, but no one in the village was willing to grow their own medicinal herbs.

They like to work every day, see the results and get cash on the same day. They feel that waiting for the later income is too long.

Everyone just wants to make money to feed their families. If you lose income by growing medicinal materials, it is not worth the loss.

But no one came forward to speak out. The villagers just stood listlessly in the village's big drying field.No one responded to the mayor or spoke in a low voice. They were all as quiet as chickens.

Although they were anxious or had ideas, they did not dare to say anything. The mayor these days was a person they feared.

Seeing everyone like this, the mayor looked at Su Shuoci helplessly, "Comrade Su, am I wrong?"

He thought to himself that he just wanted to serve the people wholeheartedly, but everyone didn't appreciate it!

"Your idea is not wrong, and their idea is understandable. They are worried about a poor harvest, and will end up losing everything."

Su Shuoci looked at the dark crowd of heads. Everyone was very restless, probably because they were afraid that they would have no income today!
He raised his hands and said, "Please be patient. Everyone here today will be paid as usual. Wait..."

"Really? Brother Su, we don't have to work today but we still get paid?" A man confirmed in disbelief.

"You heard that right, that's what Brother Su said. How dare you interrupt him?"

"Hey, I'm afraid I can't hear clearly because of my tinnitus!"

"You heard that right. Most of the land in our village will be planting medicinal herbs next year. Anyway, we will get paid if we plant them. Whether the harvest is good or not is none of our business."

"That's enough. You have a problem with your thinking. How can you think like that? We must try our best to grow medicinal materials to be worthy of Brother Su."

"That's right, Xiao Wu is right, a lazy guy like you deserves ten cents a day."

"Indeed, the Gou Sheng in our village is not good at anything, but he is the best at eating, haha."

"..."

"..."

The villagers on the grain drying field talked all over the place, and the scene suddenly became heated.

Mayor: ...

It turns out that Comrade Su's words of "paid salary" can make everyone active, and he stayed up all night to write a wonderful speech!

For a moment just now, he thought that the villagers didn't listen to what he said!
It turned out that they all heard it, but they just didn't respond. The young mayor felt frustrated.

Su Shuoci patted his shoulder comfortingly: "You continue."

"Comrade Su, it's up to you to speak. I'll learn your ideas with everyone."

"Then I'm not welcome." After Su Shuoci finished speaking, he faced everyone again and said, "Everyone, be quiet. Now find a few people to buy a pig and slaughter it.

Our new mayor is having pig-killing rice for everyone today. We welcome the new mayor with warm applause to our Shuanghe Village to guide our work. "

"Crack...crack...crack..."

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, with unprecedented enthusiasm. Everyone must be happy to have pork to eat again.

The applause was extremely loud, but the young mayor didn’t know it!

His face turned red with excitement, "Yes, today I will treat everyone to a pig-killing meal."

"Thank you mayor, you are such a good official."

"Thank you, Master Qingtian."

"........."

The endless praises from the villagers made Song Zijie burst into tears. He leaned close to Su Shuoci and whispered in Su Shuoci's ear.

"It's true that if you have milk, you are a mother. When they see pork to eat, the villagers even call out Master Qingtian, hahaha... Brother Su, these villagers are so cute."

Then the anger became much more harmonious, and Su Shuoci had finalized the matter of planting medicinal materials.