Dressed as the heroine of the farming novel and the best relative

Chapter 50 Have you changed your attitude?
The county magistrate stood up and walked up to him. He felt that this concept was novel and indeed very bold. He narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "Aren't you afraid that I will be angry and drag you down to fight?"

"Don't be afraid. If you do this, ordinary people have already considered the worst outcome." Goldman Sachs looked serious and did not hesitate at all.

The county magistrate became more energetic and raised his eyebrows to ask, "Well, I will ask someone to take you out to fight now. You should know why, right?"

"It's the common people who are so bold that they dare to use your name to sell fish balls." Goldman Sachs responded without missing a word.

The county magistrate laughed angrily at his overly honest words, "Since you know why you still do this, don't tell me. You are doing it for the people and the villagers. You should be able to make a lot of money in it, right?"

He narrowed his eyes as he spoke, his voice a little dangerous.

Goldman Sachs seemed unaware.

"No, our family doesn't get the coins from selling fish and meatballs in the village. Only those who have done the work can share the money. The village chief is responsible for it. My family has its own food shop, so we can make money. We don't have to compete with the villagers for profits."

"Is this why you have the confidence to plot against me? Even if you fail, someone will back you up?" The county magistrate's last sentence was quite meaningful.

Goldman didn't understand, didn't take it to heart, and said in a heavy tone, "I'm sorry, sir, the common people know their fault, but even if they lose all their money, the common people will give it a try. Without shops, the common people can still go hunting in the mountains to make a living. Those who are weak in the village The orphans, the old and the young are helpless, but if the village can make fish balls and sell them for a long time, they can still survive."

The county magistrate was surprised for a moment, and then asked in disbelief, "So, you obviously have a shop so you don't have to pour muddy water, or are you willing to give it a try for the sake of outsiders?"

"Well, the common people just don't want to regret it." Goldman Sachs was confused for a moment. If he said this at first, he was just trying hard to make the magistrate calm down based on his mood, then now, he suddenly felt a surge of pride and ambition in his heart. It turns out that although he is not rich, he actually cannot bear to see the suffering of others.

There are always some heroes in every era who strive for justice and prosperity for the general public.

This hero may be just a small person, or he may be a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman, or he may be a commoner. Some may make a declaration, or some may struggle alone in obscurity.

The county magistrate looked at Goldman Sachs with burning eyes, as if seeing someone of the same kind, and his hands were shaking slightly with excitement. He finally restrained himself, coughed lightly and said, "Okay, since you are doing it for the people, I won't care about it. I accepted the fish balls."

"You are from Shanghe Village, right?"

"Resign, ordinary people." Goldman Sachs left the county government office with his somewhat weak-legged father Gao.

As soon as he walked out of the county government office, Father Gao's legs were a little weak and his expression was solemn, "Boss, you just scared me to death. Why are you so brave? Next time if something happens, blame it on me. For the sake of filial piety, the county magistrate The adults will not blame you."

Goldman's face darkened, "Dad, don't always think about sacrificing something for us, you will spoil us."

"Besides, what I said is not a lie. Didn't I already know that the magistrate is different from before, so I tried to deliver fish balls?"

"I know what's going on, so I'm going back first. You don't need to get acupuncture today. Go back and rest early."

Dad Gao couldn't stand up to Goldman Sachs at all, so he went home helplessly, feeling itchy all over his body after being idle.

Here.

Xiang Xi followed the bullock cart and sent the boy to the county. On the way, thanks to the injection she gave him through clenched teeth, otherwise the boy's fever would have been worse. Unexpectedly, when the bullock cart arrived at the county, he did not go to the medical center, but turned around and went to the county. The yard behind the Yamen. "Hurry, the young master has fallen into the water, bring him in..." The old man, Uncle Quan, the master brought by the county magistrate from the capital, ordered the concierge and servants to come and carry the young man into the front yard.

Soon a government doctor would come for diagnosis and treatment, so it was none of Xiang Xi's business.

Xiang Xi bid farewell.

Uncle Quan thought for a while and thought that the master and madam were probably busy with the young master's safety at the moment and had no time to entertain the guests, so he nodded and said, "Miss Xiang, village chief, I'm sorry to bother you. I will definitely meet you after I inform the madam." I come to thank you in person, my family is really busy today, so I won’t spend much time with you.”

The village chief was frightened and said, "You're welcome, this is what we should do. I hope the young master is okay, then we want to go back."

The village chief took Xiang Xi away from the backyard of the county government office. After walking far away, he patted his chest in fear and said, "I didn't expect that young master to be the child of the county magistrate. If something happens to our village, I'm afraid it will kill me." .”

Xiang Xi recalled that it seemed to be written in the book that the young master of the county magistrate's family died in an accident, which later caused the magistrate to adopt other children in the clan. It was Liu Yuanyuan who accidentally became friends with the stepson of the magistrate after she went to the capital on business. , a sentence that led to it.

Xiang Xi didn't care about the specifics. With her as a variable, the content in the book obviously changed accordingly. At most, it was just a reference value for her to use to identify people.

"Village chief, let's go back first, call the villagers, and build a bamboo fence by the river to prevent children from falling in and getting into trouble. If something happens to children from other villages, it will be troublesome."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's right. We'll organize the villagers to do it when we get back." The village chief nodded repeatedly. Bamboo is not valuable, and there is slack farming, so it won't take much effort to get it done.

Here.

After the county magistrate's wife and the county magistrate waited for diagnosis and treatment by the government doctor at the boy's bedside, the county magistrate's wife Lin asked anxiously, "Doctor, how are you? Is Quan'er okay?"

"Madam, don't worry. The young master got rid of the cold in time and drank the medicine. His condition is stable. After a few hours, the temperature will cool down and there will be no major problems. I will wait by the side to prevent the young master from having a high fever again."

Mrs. Lin was finally relieved. She told the maids around her to guard the young master, and then came out to ask Uncle Quan what was going on.

Uncle Quan felt a little apologetic, "It's because the old slave didn't take good care of the young master. The young master heard that there was a delicious fish ball in Shanghe Village and wanted to try it. However, as soon as he arrived at the village, he slipped and fell into the water. "

"The villagers were fishing by the river at that time, so they helped pull the young master up and took him to the village chief's house to take a bath and change into clean clothes."

Uncle Quan described everything that happened at that time in detail.

Only then did Mrs. Lin understand where her son's coarse clothes came from. "Well, I would also like to thank the villagers for not delaying Quan'er's condition."

"Uncle Quan, you can bring some thank you gifts tomorrow. I think their life seems to be poor, so I will prepare some useful things like cotton cloth and pastries. As for the doctor's house, I will send a few enlightenment books. It looks like The other party is literate and there are scholars in the family.”

Uncle Quan nodded, indicating that he understood.

The county magistrate listened with some suspicion, "Uncle Quan, the Shanghe Village you are talking about is the village that sells fish balls? Is there a family named Gao in the village?"

(End of this chapter)