Taoyuan Mountain Village

These people dare not follow Lugu Village, Jiang Xiaoye is still a little disappointed, but it doesn't matter if you think about it, anyway, Lugu Village can develop its own.

Since they want to live a full meal, Lugu Village can help casually.

The mud bricks are too big, but if they are smaller, it is estimated that there will be a small hill when they are saved until next year. The heart of the earth will solidify it, smooth, and more advanced than the bricks in the brick factory.

Now, there is almost no cost to replace these mud bricks.

Just need some food, some food stamps, let them happily throw in.

"Everyone, you guys have something to eat first. I'm going to give the newcomers happy money." Jiang Xiaoye got up and picked up Xiaoya by the way.

The eldest sister who had been staring here hurried over, reaching out to the rhythm and holding the duck wings to chew the little girl.

"Xiao Ye, go ahead first."

Liu Jun nodded his head for a sign, feeling in his heart, this kind of development is not like Jiang Xiaoye's backstage, he has long been asked for trouble.

Jiang Xiaoye went to the couple's wedding area for a drink.

There are thirty-two couples married today. Thirty-one of them are people from Lugu Village who married a girl from Meng'an County. Only Chen Goudan married a girl from the Zhushan brigade.

It’s also very happy here. A lot of good wine and food are here. Relatives of various families are also sitting here. There are dozens of tables. It can be said that there are a table of new people. There are no relatives, and some good relationships have been found. The arrangement is ready to accompany.

"Secretary Xiao Ye is here!"

"Secretary Xiao Ye!"

"Secretary Xiao Ye, come for a drink!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaoye came here with a wine glass, he immediately got up to welcome him.

Jiang Xiaoye waved his hand and smiled and said, "Don't worry if you come to one table or another. I will bless all the newcomers. Come to the table and table, what are you looking at, the village chief? Let's drink together!"

Seeing Wang Niansheng followed a few steps and went back, Jiang Xiaoye waved quickly.

"I don't know how to drink." Wang Niansheng motioned to the reporter with his eyes.

Jiang Xiaoye understood, and beckoned to the reporter: "You don't want to video later, just take pictures. Let's drink a few glasses of wine and don't promote it to us."

How can you not drink on busy days?

Moreover, the customs, you must drink a few glasses.

The older reporter smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Secretary Xiao Ye, we just need to take a picture here. We can’t send too many pictures. You can drink it without worry. After you finish drinking, we have to sit in. We ate food, by the way, we came with red envelopes!"

These reporters are all refined, and now there are some topics in the reporter circle about Lugu Village.

Many foreign reporters are asking about Lugu Village.

Jiang Xiaoye laughed and nodded, "Just eat vegetables and drink, and red envelopes will be exempted. Village chief, come on, what about your ink on such a happy day?"

Only then did Wang Niansheng follow Jiang Xiaoye with a wine glass.

First came to a table, it was the older bachelor table in the village, married to a widowed, beautiful looking, gentle and virtuous.

"Uncle Da Lei, congratulations, congratulations, I wish you a hundred years of harmony, early birth of a son, come, here is my red envelope, you one by one."

Jiang Xiaoye had prepared long ago, took out two red envelopes and handed them over.

Uncle Dalei is an old bachelor in Lugu Village. He is nearly forty years old. Unexpectedly, it would be impossible to choose a little girl in such a good time. He fell in love with the current bride at a glance.

The two are also considered to be in agreement, and there is nothing unwilling to say.

Uncle Da Lei is on the construction team now, and the treatment is good.

"Thank you, Secretary Xiao Ye, Secretary Xiao Ye, this is my wife, Zhao Xiaoling, Xiao Ling, this is what Secretary Xiao Ye gave to me, you take it." Uncle Da Lei knew that Jiang Xiaoye was preparing a red envelope, and he said it a long time ago. Over.

I was not polite, but after the red envelope, he handed it to his wife immediately.

Zhao Xiaoling blushed slightly, but she also said generously, "Thank you, Secretary Xiao Ye."

"Don't thank you, you will be a family in the future. You are welcome. Give birth as soon as possible and have big red envelopes. You can learn more about the winemaking skills. In the future, you may build a winery in the village."

For everyone, what job, everyone's information, Jiang Xiaoye remembered in his mind.

"Thank you, Secretary Xiao Ye!"

"Thank you, Secretary Xiao Ye!"

Everyone at the table was thanking Jiang Xiaoye. Wang Niansheng turned back and saw someone looking at himself. He rolled his eyes and said, "Don’t look at me, I don’t have a red envelope for you. I originally wanted to prepare a few cents and a red envelope, but it’s up to you. I don’t need to prepare the red envelopes that Secretary Xiao Ye prepared. With so many of you, I don’t have so much money for you."

His wages, he also bought furniture, bought some things, after all, the family also needs to live.

I also wanted to ask how Jiang Xiaoye gave Xi'an money. After all, there were too many people, thirty-two pairs at once, but when he saw the red envelope Jiang Xiaoye prepared, he gave up decisively.

"The village chief, we don't need your money, you are poorer than us, hahaha!"

"The village chief's salary is not as good as mine. I am in the construction team and can earn 80 for a month next year!"

"Drink!"

"Come on, Secretary Xiao Ye, the village head, have a drink, Secretary Xiao Ye, have a drink!"

"Okay, but the village chief still has work in the meeting, he can drink some rice wine, I drink white wine, come, let us toast together, wish our newcomers, grow old together, be united forever, and wish us more days in the future The better!"

Jiang Xiaoye had nothing to fear in drinking. To him, drinking these wines was the same as drinking water, and even simpler than water. As soon as the alcohol vapor evaporated, nothing was left.

Just add some blood!

Drink a glass of spirits directly.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

A piece of applause.

Wang Niansheng quickly reminded: "There will be thirty-one tables later!"

How do you drink it later?

"Secretary Xiao Ye is so generous, dear, one red envelope is five yuan, two red envelopes are ten yuan, this is so much!"

"I have a look, I have a look, really!"

"Secretary Xiao Ye is too generous, too? Good deed, for these thirty-two couples, Secretary Xiao Ye will give three hundred and twenty yuan?"

Someone pulled away the money rolled in red paper. After seeing five new pieces of one dollar, they couldn't help but sigh. A few months ago, whether it was people in Lugu Village or Meng'an County, the money they made every day, Less than a dime a day!

But now...

"Next table, you guys are delicious!"

Jiang Xiaoye changed tables and walked to the next table that he had been waiting for.

Wang Teng's vision is very good. Although he is not the captain of the militia now, he is also on the construction team now. There will be no problem with working as a big worker in the future. He followed Jiang Xiaoye with wine, and occasionally added a glass.

Jiang Xiaoye drank very happily, drinking glass by glass, just like drinking water.

The happy money was also sent out one by one, the blessings were not repeated in his mouth, and the atmosphere was very good.