Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 370 What is he busy with*
"If there is something going on in the government office, I will come to you directly." Meng Changqing said with a smile: "Since you are the village chief, you must shoulder the responsibility of the village chief. It doesn't mean that you have to do anything just because you took the money from the county government. Just consider it as a favor to me and take good care of the villagers."

When Meng Changqing said this, the five village heads naturally nodded in agreement and said they would do their best.

"I called you here today not just to say these empty words, but to take care of a few things for you." Meng Changqing said, "It is already late September, and the weather is getting colder.

Luojia Village, Anton, Anxi, you three village heads, when you have time, please go around the village to see if each household has enough firewood for the winter. If not, consider the situation and decide whether to help them solve the problem."

The three village heads who were named nodded at the same time. Luo Qingyang said, "I will start to go around the village tomorrow."

Meng Changqing then said to the heads of the remaining two villages: "You are all people who just moved here this year, and most of them are still living in temporary housing. Don't say that they haven't arrived yet, just pretend that they don't exist.

Take time to visit and pay attention to all the issues. Since they are here, let's not let them down.

Of course, if you are asked to help them, you must also keep your eyes open and not be taken advantage of by those who are sneaky and cunning. "

"Yes."

“Luojia Village and Andong Village, you are right next to the new village, if the new village needs help, don’t refuse.

Although there are several villages under one county, no matter which village they come from or who came first or later, they are all people from Beishan County. Only when everyone works together can we live a good life.

Don’t think that just because you are doing well, you will see others having a hard time.

You see him becoming worse than you day by day, and he also sees you living a good life day by day. There will always be times when you are jealous and cruel.

Don’t wait until then.”

"We understand." Several village heads looked as if they were listening to the instructions sincerely.

"The county is building a new street now, and most people are busy there. Is anyone doing the village affairs? After the autumn harvest, have you finished digging the ditches and reservoirs that you were asked to dig?" Meng Changqing was naturally not asking the two village chiefs of the new villages.

Luo Qingyang was the oldest, and he answered first: "We organized people to do it right after the autumn harvest. We asked the families who benefited from it to dig. They did their best to irrigate their own farmland. Even if they had things to do at home or outside, they would go digging at night when the moonlight was good."

Zeng Dashu and Li Erfang also replied: "It's the same in our village, it's all dug up."

"Okay, I will take some time to visit your village in the next two days." Meng Changqing added: "I told you before you started digging that it would be best to put up a fence around the water reservoir, and the children in the village should be careful of the reservoir that has stored water before.

I'm afraid you won't remember what I've said, so I'll say it again: pay attention to safety, focus on farming, and do your best. "

Several village leaders nodded, "We will remember it."

"It's getting late, and I've finished what I want to say. I won't keep you any longer." Meng Changqing shouted to the outside of the door: "Eight Directions."

Bafang brought in five oil paper packages and gave one to each person. "These are snacks made by the county kitchen. It's a small gift for you village heads. Take them back." "I don't feel comfortable saying this." Li Erfang said.

"It's my duty." Meng Changqing said a few polite words to them and asked Bafang to send them to the gate of the county government office.

When the yamen runner saw them coming out, he handed them the torches he had prepared long ago, saying, "The lanterns in the corner can be used to light the fire."

"Thank you, officer." After Yang Chunshan said this, he was about to call Zeng Dashu to go back together.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Dashu took the unlit torch and went to find Fu Quan, the village chief of Pingbei Village.

Not to mention Yang Chunshan, who found it strange, Fu Quan who was also approached found it even stranger, "Brother Zeng, I'm going north, and I'm going a different way from you."

Zeng Dashu's behavior was slightly different from before. He spoke directly, "Brother, I want to trouble you with something."

"Me? How can I help you?"

"My mother and brother came to Beishan County today. They chose to settle down in Pingbei Village. I hope you can take care of them in the future."

This made Fu Quan even more confused. "Why did you choose Pingbei Village? Even if there is no room in your village, you can ask them to live in Annan Village next to you."

“They want to live in Pingbei.”

"...Oh." Fu Quan did not ask any more questions. "Don't worry, since they are your family members, I will definitely take extra care of them."

"Thank you first, brother. If there is anything I can help you with in the future, just let me know." Zeng Dashu said, "My mother and my third brother are all very kind.

I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I tell you this, my second brother has bad legs and feet, and his speech is not as pleasant as that of ordinary people. His wife... you should be careful, brother."

Fu Quan scratched his head and understood.

In the yamen, Bafang and Zhou Xing were cleaning up the room they had just been in.

Zhou Xing saw that most of the snacks were still on the table, "Banfang, let's split it up."

"Okay. You can choose what you like first, and I'll take the rest to the backyard."

"Eighth Master is very generous." Zhou Xing took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and packed up the snacks he liked.

The two walked out of the room and locked the door. Zhou Xing turned around and saw that the light in the study was still on, so he asked Bafang, "What has Lady Meng been busy with recently? She didn't go to the village, nor did she go to Xinjie. She has been stuck in her room for several days."

Bafang held the plate and shook his head, "I don't know either. It seems like he's making some summary or some plan."