I heard that the Wanling Song and Dance Troupe was coming back today, and the villagers who were in the troupe organized themselves to greet them ceremoniously.

During the Spring Festival, it is the most abundant time for New Year's goods.

In the courtyard of Uncle Wang's house, the stove has been raised, the firewood is burning, and the black smoke is billowing out.

The table is prepared with beef, lamb, pork, chicken, fish, ......

It's almost all meat, and it's still Long Mei and Zhao Xiaoqian in charge.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's back!" The head of the village shouted.

The firecrackers hanging from the two rows of treetops crackled and exploded, quite festive.

"It's hard, it's hard, quick, go up and eat!" Uncle Wang invited and said.

The villagers burst into shocking applause, like thunder.

"Master Jin, your two voices make me ......"

I can't find an adjective, anyway, looking at the faces of the folks, I just enjoy and revel very much.

Maybe what he wanted to express was the meaning of being unrelenting, infatuated and so on, but the culture was limited, so he could only squint his eyes, smile slightly and shake his head.

"Xiaoqian, you're out of breath, dance on stage twice, yo yo yo, it's amazing, it's good-looking!"

The word of the crowd is a word of praise.

Today's protagonist is the Wanling Song and Dance Troupe, and Zhang Hao is having fun with everyone.

Take a seat at the table.

"The dish is coming!" A bowl of braised elbows was served on the table.

"See, see, the chickens are coming!"

Serve the chicken.

"Attention, attention!"

A variety of dishes were served on the table, quite sumptuous, whether it was the appearance of color or taste, Longmei's craftsmanship is one of the best.

Wang Biao became a porter, and ran fast with the tea tray with all his strength.

Uncle Wang fetched some liquor from the distillery, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Eat, everyone eat hard, there are still a lot of them in the house, Master Jin, I must drink two taels today!"

Master Jin also responded happily: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

A lively and peaceful scene.

Zhang Hao was also dragged and drank two sips.

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it, don't hurt your body!" Peng Li stroked Zhang Hao's back and said.

Zhang Hao knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, so he closed his mouth when it was almost time.

The villagers did not forcibly persuade them to drink, and on festive days, they wanted to be physically and mentally comfortable, and it was not their intention to make people feel uncomfortable.

"By the way, Director Zhang, don't you have to go to work until the seventh day of the new year? Why did you come so early?" Zhao Xiaoqian stopped what she was doing and sat down at the table to eat.

"Of course I can't bear the folks!" Zhang Hao said with a smile.

Hahaha~

Let's have fun.

After chatting and boasting, Zhang Hao told the truth.

"Director Zhang, I don't know what to talk about, you are always concerned about the development of Wanling Village, which makes us locals feel deeply ashamed!"

"I can't say that, the results are made by everyone, and I don't dare to let go of my hands without your trust and support!" Zhang Hao said.

……

After eating, Zhang Hao followed Uncle Wang around to see where the cultural square was built?

Finally, aiming at a slightly flat field at the head of the village, the reason why I chose this place is because it is on the side of the road, and can be used as a cultural square and parking lot after completion, so the scale must be large!

Zhang Hao's initial envisioned scale is the size of a standard football field, more than 8,000 square meters, which is a large piece of soil.

"Uncle Wang, whose soil is this?" asked Zhang Hao.

Uncle Wang is the captain of the first team and is familiar with this.

"There are several families, the one on the right is the Xiang family, that is, the Zhang Guihua family, the middle one is the Liu family, these two families are easy to say, the one on the left is the Luo family, the old man is a little tough, but don't worry, I have a way to treat him!" Uncle Wang said.

"Uncle, it's better for us to discuss with him, it's just that I want to ask for more money, if the price is reasonable, give it to him, don't make the neighborhood discordant!" Zhang Hao said.

Uncle Wang nodded, "Okay, listen to you!"

The two went to Xiang's house first.

It is Xiang Lao'er's house, Zhang Guihua's father-in-law's house.

From afar, he greeted the old man warmly: "Director Zhang, Lao Wang, come, sit on the house!"

A few people sat by the stove and roasted the fire.

Zhang Hao mentioned the matter of land.

Xiang didn't say a word to the old man, and said very happily: "Director Zhang has spoken, what else is there to say, I don't have anything else in the house, but there is a lot of land, what you said is nothing?"

Uncle Wang roughly estimated that the piece of soil to the old man was still more than 3,000 square meters.

But now for him, it's really not distressing to take out his hand.

The son can make money by repairing the road, the daughter-in-law is a village cadre, and the winery still has shares, and this year it has been divided into more than 30,000 yuan, which is really nothing compared to a piece of soil.

Moreover, he believes that Zhang Hao can build Wanling Village better and better, and his life will be better and better in the future.

In the end, it was agreed to transfer the land to the old man at a price of 20,000 yuan.

"Uncle Xiang, I'll ask Accountant Zhao to send you the money tomorrow!" Zhang Hao said.

"The money is there, don't be in a hurry, if the village is in a hurry, you can give it to me later, there is no shortage of money at home for the time being!" Said to the old man.

After talking to the family, he went to Liu's house, and Liu's family was also hospitable.

It was very easy to talk, and it was agreed that 30,000 yuan would be transferred to the 4,000-square-meter piece of land.

Finally went to Luo's house.

Old man Luo is a bachelor, and he is well-known in the village, and ordinary people can't help him.

Uncle Wang's aura can shock him, but it is a little difficult to convince him with just his tongue.

"Uncle Luo, tell me about your conditions!" Zhang Hao said in a friendly voice.

"It's okay to use the land, but you have to take care of my food and my residence, otherwise you won't say anything!" Old man Luo said resolutely.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and agreed refreshingly, "Okay, we'll cover your food and accommodation!"

Uncle Wang was taken aback, it's that simple?

Old man Luo didn't dare to believe his ears, looked at Zhang Hao with suspicion, and confirmed again: "Promised?

"Of course I agreed, Uncle Wang will testify to you!"

Old man Luo thought about it for a long time, a little confused, and couldn't figure it out. In the past, he didn't deal with the village cadres, and he didn't have the same way with Zhang Hao.

Could it be that young people are more sloppy?

I'm too lazy to take care of it, anyway, now I don't have to dig the ground and sit and have something to eat, isn't it?

"Director Zhang, I didn't expect you to be so refreshing, I will also give you a refreshing word, you can use the land as you like, only I have food every day, and I will never come to trouble you!" Old man Luo said.

Considering the bad impression of the villagers on Old Man Luo, Zhang Hao still kept a heart, made a note in front of him, and the party signed and sealed.

The land thing is settled.

When he went back, Uncle Wang was still thinking about what had just happened, and asked, "Xiao Zhang, did you really promise Old Man Luo?"

"Of course, the words are signed, and you can't go back!" Zhang Hao smiled and said, Uncle Wang felt that Zhang Hao was too calm.

Zhang Hao then explained: "Uncle, I have a general understanding of Old Man Luo's situation, and he can be rated as an old man with five guarantees according to national standards!"

"Oh oh oh!" Uncle Wang suddenly realized, "Hahaha, Xiao Zhang, I really didn't expect this!"