When it was about to get dark, Zhang Hao beckoned everyone to call it a day and go home.

The people who came to help were uncles and uncles who were over fifty years old, and it was not good to fall at night.

Zhang Hao returned to the village committee and wrote a work diary every day.

He thinks that his writing is good, simple and light, and he has a lot of stories.

Submissions will be made on the intranet every week.

His articles have been published several times on the intranet, and although an article will give a reward of fifty yuan, Zhang Hao attaches more importance to sharing the most real rural life with everyone.

Many government workers in Pengjiang County silently praised Zhang Hao's article.

Even if you look at it as a novel, there are even more blows.

Almost everyone who has read the article remembers the pen name "village chief", but they don't know who the real person is?

Like a god-like being.

Tonight, Zhang Hao posted another article titled "The Old Man in the Country Gets Rich".

The style of writing is humorous, and it tells the story of a group of left-behind elderly people who are engaged in production together.

I didn't expect to get a reply as soon as I submitted it.

"Village Chief, I've been waiting for your article for a long time, and it's finally here!" replied, the person in charge of managing the article section of the intranet.

"Sister, it's so late, haven't you slept yet?"

"I've been waiting for your article!"

Zhang Hao is embarrassed, are the fans so crazy?

Stay up late and wait for the author to update.

Zhang Hao was ashamed in his heart, and decided to change it earlier and more in the future, so as not to make readers wait hard.

"Sister, thank you for your hard work!" Zhang Hao replied.

Zhang Hao re-registered a QQ account to submit a draft, nicknamed "village chief"

Be low-key like this, otherwise you will fascinate thousands of fans with your talent.

As soon as the article is released, Zhang Hao will click on the intranet to see everyone's reactions and evaluations.

Of course, I crave praise in my heart, but when someone picks and complains, he accepts it and pushes himself to be better.

After a while, the following comments brushed up.

"Village chief, you just need a platform to write a book, and I'll build a building for you!"

"Are you from Pengjiang County? Are you really the village head? Do you have a structure, why don't you come and be my secretary?"

"Tell me, which village cadre are you? The county party committee needs a talent like you, and let more people know about Pengjiang County through your writing!" said the director of the Pengjiang County Tourism Bureau.

……

Looking at these comments, Zhang Hao was stunned.

Swallowing non-stop.

Breathless with excitement.

I can't bear such praise!

Zhang Hao followed up and posted a comment: [Thank you for your compliments, I am indeed a real village head, and I thank the leaders for the invitation, but I have a bigger goal, I want to make our village a ......]

I almost got too addicted and started bragging again.

Zhang Hao hurriedly stopped his hand and did not type the words "the first village in the world".

But someone immediately followed up and wrote a comment: [Maybe I know who this person is?

The person who wrote the comment was none other than Secretary Zhou.

[Wow, the secretaries are here!]

[Boss, boss, tell me who it is, right?]

Liu Dong also paid attention to this partial article, and said: [I also know who it is!]

Everyone was kept in the dark by the two big leaders.

[Comrades, go to bed early, since he doesn't want to be named, you just have to read well. Secretary Zhou finally said.

That's when it stopped.

Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Secretary Zhou and Director Liu did not expose themselves, otherwise the village chief would not be quiet.

"Ding~"

As soon as I turned off the computer, the phone thought about it.

It was Liu Dong who called.

Zhang Hao answered the phone with a smile and said, "Hey, Uncle Liu~"

"You kid can, it's so mysterious, the big leaders in the county are all led by your nose!"

"Hehe, Uncle Liu, thank you and Secretary Zhou for not exposing me!"

"Okay, okay, let's come into the city on Saturday, Secretary Zhou wants to see you and invite you to dinner!" Liu Dong said.

"What?" Zhang Hao excited.

"Secretary Zhou invites you to dinner!"

Zhang Hao hurriedly put on his slippers and stammered, "Okay, I know." ”

"It's still the same, come down and call, I'll let the pony pick you up!"

"Oh oh oh~"

"Oh what, are you stupid, go to bed early, young man!"

"Okay, Uncle Liu, good night!"

Zhang Hao hung up the phone, his expression was still a little sluggish, and he hurriedly washed and patted his cold water face.

"Secretary Zhou invites you to dinner!" has been wandering in his head.

Back in bed, Zhang Hao couldn't sleep excitedly.

The next day I woke up and it was already noon.

Hurried to the winery, everyone was having lunch.

"Kong Zhishu, why don't you call me?" Zhang Hao asked.

"I think you worked hard yesterday to give you more rest!"

"I'm fine!" Zhang Hao felt guilty.

"You're fine, but your waist is not good, hahaha!" Zhao Xiaoqian interjected.

The villagers laughed.

Uncle Wang hated Zhao Xiaoqian, but Zhao Xiaoqian didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous.

"Director Zhang, come to dinner!" Aunt Liu came out and shouted.

Zhang Hao could only eat breakfast and lunch together.

After eating, I still follow the villagers to do some light work.

The inside of the distillery has been paved with stones, just wait for the mortar to be poured out.

Yang Lao Wu and several other villagers took shovels to smooth them out.

There are no machines in the countryside, and it all depends on the craftsmanship of the villagers.

It took an afternoon to cement hundreds of square meters of flooring.

Yang Lao Wu and several villagers were a little overwhelmed by squatting and bending over for a long time.

Hurriedly stretched and stretched.

……

In the next two days, the outer yard dam was successively paved with cement.

Kong Zhishu found a master, replaced two beams, and picked up the tiles again.

It's Friday in the blink of an eye.

"Secretary Kong, I'm going to the city tomorrow, and Director Liu will let me go to dinner, why don't you come with me?" Zhang Hao invited.

"I won't go to dinner, I'm going to go to the city to sell some wine jars and big boilers!"

"Call Yang Lao Wu too, he's doing it!" Zhang Hao said.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to go!"

"I asked Zhao Xiaoqian to take care of Fourth Sister Yang for half a day, it should be fine!" Zhang Hao said.

"Okay, I'll call Lao Wu in a while!"

Zhang Hao returned to the village committee and sent a WeChat message to Zhao Xiaoqian: [I want to go into the city tomorrow, there is something to trouble you!]

[Foreign gas, what are you going to do in the city again? 】

Zhang Hao shook his head, this stalk can't get by, right?

[Seriously, don't be kidding!]

Zhao Xiaoqian replied: [Okay, you say. 】

[Tomorrow morning, please take care of Yang Lao Wu's sister, he will go to the city with us to buy tools for winemaking!]

[Okay, but you have to repay me.] 】

Zhang Hao was helpless.

Think about it, who told you to beg someone?

Zhang Hao replied: [Okay, what do you want?]

[Buy me a piece of underwear and come back, pink and purple are fine, I haven't been in the city to buy it for a long time, and the clothes on my body are all old!]

Zhang Hao was dumbfounded.

Don't bring it like that.

The last time I bought sanitary napkins, I was embarrassed to explode, why did I come back?

And each time it is fiercer than the other.

Zhang Hao refused: [This is really not good!]