Shennong Pharmaceutical Field

Chapter 103

As the old village chief spoke, he took out the deed of barren hills made of silk from his bosom, and handed it to Fu Sheng who was a little dazed.

The old village head held the title deed of the barren hills in his hand, held the hope of the whole village, and said his words in a serious manner. This is a formal handover of power.

Yao Tiantian didn't know what kind of agreement had been made between her uncle and the old village head. The old village head was full of praise for his uncle, and his appreciation and respect were beyond words. He remembered his death, but he didn't feel too much sadness.As for the successor of the village head of Yangjiatun, the attitudes of the two were also surprisingly consistent. The uncle was strategizing and honing Fu Sheng behind the scenes, while the old village head watched coldly from the sidelines.

Now, the uncle pretended to die and escaped, and the old village head, with respect for his old friend, formally handed over the Yangjiatun to the successor they jointly selected.It seems that Uncle still has a foreshadowing for his departure. At least the old village head has a faint feeling, so he can be so calm after he left, and continue to do what the two of them have been doing tacitly.

Yao Tiantian understood what the old village head meant, and thought of many things from it, so she didn't speak for a while.But Fu Sheng, the protagonist, couldn't keep his composure any longer. He tugged on the old village head's sleeve in a hurry, "Old village head, please take back your life, I, I can't bear it!"

Fusheng spoke eagerly. The old village chief examined him and realized that his refusal was not polite. He couldn't help but look serious and asked, "But what's the problem?"

Before Fusheng could speak, his good brother Da Zhuang spoke for him, "No way, old village chief, you are too difficult for Fusheng! Our village's ancestral ration land was taken away by Huang Dahu. The barren hills that opened up were planted with buckwheat, but were destroyed by others. Although we reorganized the land in time, there were not many buckwheat seeds left, and we missed the season for planting corn bracts. What do you eat in the year?"

After Da Zhuang finished talking about these practical difficulties, he looked at the land deed of the barren hill held in the hand of the old village head, and unwillingly defended his good brother and said, "I have also seriously thought about it, Fu Sheng is also qualified to be the head of our Yangjiatun That’s right. However, a clever man can’t cook without rice, so in this situation, what do you ask the old village chief Fusheng to give the villagers?”

After patiently listening to Da Zhuang, the old village head's smile did not change. He stared at Fu Sheng's face and asked, "Do you think so too?"

"In front of the old village head, Fusheng dare not hide it." Fusheng glanced at the deed of the barren mountain in the old village head's hand with some reluctance. His face was a little tangled, but he still looked solemn, and he calmly greeted the old village. Long scrutiny.

After a short pause, Fusheng said honestly, "Although Fusheng once had such extravagant hopes, he knew that he was too young to take on great responsibilities, especially since Yangjiatun is facing many problems now, which cannot be solved by Fusheng now. If you blindly seek fame and accept the old village chief's entrustment, I'm afraid it will kill the villagers."

After hearing Fu Sheng's words, the old village head was not angry but happy. He nodded repeatedly and said gratifiedly, "Well, not bad, not bad. As expected of Mr. Yao's training, he understands the overall situation, weighs the pros and cons, and doesn't rush into things. Misjudging the wrong person, wasting a lot of hard work."

Seeing that the old village chief was full of confidence and not in a hurry to get angry, Da Zhuang muttered with infinite annoyance and sadness, "If Mr. Yao is still here, I'm not worried. Mr. will always find a way. But Now, hey..."

"Hehe, don't worry, Da Zhuang." The old village head patted Da Zhuang's shoulder indifferently, and said confidently, "Mr. Yao has left, but the little sweet girl is still here, the little sweet girl is so smart , there must be a way to solve the suffering in front of you, right?"

The old village chief was originally talking to Da Zhuang, but at the end of the speech, he turned his eyes to Yao Tiantian's face with anticipation and questioning.

Originally, this was the old patriarch of Yangjiatun inheriting his power and talking to his heir. Yao Tiantian, who felt ashamed of everyone in Yangjiatun, didn't want to intervene, nor should she.However, what she didn't expect was that the old village chief brought the topic up to her while he was talking.

The old village head's behavior confirmed Yao Tiantian's guess just now. The old village head must know something about his uncle Yao Runzhi or about their Yao family, otherwise he would not rashly put the hopes of the whole village. It was entrusted to a little girl in her early ten years old.

In fact, as early as when Da Zhuang mentioned that buckwheat seeds were not enough, Yao Tiantian was thinking about the solution. The reason why she chose to let the villagers adopt the method of sowing was because of the current situation in Yangjiatun at that time: first of all, At that time, there were enough buckwheat seeds for everyone to sow. Secondly, the second housekeeper of Huang’s mansion promised that everyone could go to the Huang’s hunting ground to do part-time work to make money. In order to save everyone’s time, sowing was the most convenient and quick way to sow seeds.

Now, the situation has changed, there are not enough buckwheat seeds, and the Huang family has resigned everyone's jobs, so everyone has a lot of time to cultivate in the fields, so it is natural that the method of on-demand seeding is the most suitable.

Yao Tiantian had already thought up an idea, but she didn't want to interrupt the old village head's power transmission at such a solemn moment.Now, since Fusheng dared not take the position of village head because of this problem, and the old village head asked Yao Tiantian by name, she couldn't keep silent anymore.

Yao Tiantian cleared her throat, and said slowly and without concealment, "If you are worried about not having enough buckwheat seeds, we can actually save some. As long as everyone is more careful and puts in more effort, the buckwheat you plant will be more even and better." Woolen cloth."

"Really?" Fusheng's eyes lit up, and he was the first to shout out. He walked up to Yao Tiantian with two steps cross-body, and asked seriously, "What should I do specifically? Please ask Tianniu to give me some advice. Everyone in Yangjiatun is very grateful." !"

Fusheng thanked him in such a serious manner, and also represented all the villagers in Yangjiatun, so he already had the meaning of being a family member in Yangjiatun.The old village chief, who was left alone, stuffed the title deed of the barren mountain into Fu Sheng's hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, since the problem in front of us has been solved, you can lead the big guys to do it in a down-to-earth manner." , My old bones can finally enjoy a few days of happiness."

After finishing speaking, the old village head didn't expect Fusheng to say something bold with his fluttering lips, so he turned around and left the village school with his hands behind his back.The old village head walked briskly, as if he had finally let go of his heavy burden, and hummed an unknown song with ease.

Fusheng solemnly put the title deed of the barren mountain into his arms, looked at the back of the old village chief who was leisurely going away, and said loudly, "Please rest assured, old village chief, Fusheng will not let you down forever, and will not let the elders of Yangjiatun The folks are disappointed."

"When every family in our Yangjiatun lives a prosperous and good life, it will be the day when you go to the old ancestral hall to kowtow to the ancestors. The prosperity of our Yangjiatun has been in your generation." The old village chief did not look back, he was earnest The sound of exhortations was sent back clearly, and sent to Fusheng's heart.

Although the old village chief couldn't see it, Fusheng's whole face was tense, and he solemnly promised, "I, Yang Fusheng, was born here, grew up here, and was taught by Mr. Yao for many years. I will definitely not disappoint the elders." The expectation will definitely make Yangjiatun more prosperous and prosperous!"

Fusheng's promise reverberated above Yangjiatun with his determination for a long time, and also reverberated in the ears of Yangjiatun villagers who got up early, and echoed in everyone's heart. This promise also officially declared Yangjiatun's new young patriarch Jian Village Chief birth.

Everyone stopped their work at the same time, looked towards the direction of the sound, and slowly gathered in front of the former village school courtyard, and rushed to participate in the first gathering of the rest of the Yangjiatun after the catastrophe, to welcome their rebirth from nirvana.

"The one who spoke loudly just now was Fu Sheng from Qiu Mang's family, right?"

"I don't dare to call him that anymore, I should call him Village Chief Fusheng now."

"Fusheng village head? This name is really a bit of a mouthful. The child who used to be bouncing around in front of his eyes has become the village head in a blink of an eye. He can't get used to it for a while."

"Don't be afraid of being young. Our old village head was about the same age as Fu Sheng when he first became the village head. You see, during the decades he has been in office, didn't he think about that matter for the big guys?"

"That's right, that's right, Fu Sheng is not very old, but he was trained by Mr. Yao to lead everyone to open up wasteland and farm. All these things, which one is not beautiful?"

Facing the villagers who gathered at the same time, Fusheng, the young village head who just took office, seemed a little embarrassed. He glanced at Yao Tiantian who was not confident. Yao Tiantian nodded to him and compared quietly. A gesture of victory.

Regardless of whether Fusheng understood the sign language or not, Yao Tiantian still cheered him up in a low voice, "Uncle praised you many times for being cautious and thoughtful. You also won beautifully in several fights with Yang Haifu. The last time you led everyone to plant buckwheat It went smoothly, the old village chief saw it clearly, so he entrusted you with this burden, I believe in you!"

Yao Tiantian's encouragement and affirmation finally dispelled the last trace of fear in Fusheng's heart. He stretched out his arms calmly, and after everyone's discussion subsided, he said loudly, "Dear folks, elders, everyone is watching. I grew up in Fusheng, so I still call it whatever I used to call it. I, Yang Fusheng, are young, and thanks to the trust of my elders, I temporarily act as the village head. If there is something inappropriate, please criticize and correct me, and everyone will work together. Let Yangjiatun have a better tomorrow."

"Okay, well said, let's listen to Fusheng. What to do next, Fusheng, just tell me!" Someone from the crowd answered first.

"Yes, listen to Fusheng."

"Everyone listens to Fusheng."

(End of this chapter)