After a month, the road connecting Lingshui Village to Sanhe Town was repaired.

Zuoqiu, the county magistrate, personally visited the site of the completion of the road and presided over the wage payment ceremony.

Boss Xu and Elder Xu also went to work for a few days and received a total of 2,000 yuan.

The entire road construction project cost a total of 200 taels of silver.

In addition to the one hundred taels that Old Man Xu didn't want, the county government paid one hundred taels, and the rest of the money was shared by the people of Lingshui Village, and the family paid a few hundred wen. And this money, through the work of building roads, has been earned back, not to mention, and some have been earned.

Therefore, the people of the village all applauded.

Zuoqiu was the county magistrate in the end, and when he saw the joyful scene in front of him, he suddenly had an idea.

In the spring of the next year, Zuoqiu started a bridge and paving project throughout the county. The county government contributed part of the money, the village contributed some silver, and the local wealthy households donated some, and then used the combination of the servant and the local villagers to pay the wages, and successfully completed the road renovation project within the entire county, and wrote a strong stroke on his official evaluation.

Of course, that's an afterthought!

After the salary was distributed, Zuoqiu met with Mr. Xu again, and inexplicably praised Mr. Xu again, and gave Mr. Xu a handwritten "House of Kindness" to Mr. Xu.

For this, Mr. Xu was naturally grateful.

Although Zuoqiu is only a seven-grade county order, this one has also made great contributions this time, and his future is definitely soaring.

Even if Old Man Xu is not in the officialdom, he knows that Zuoqiu's future will not stop there. And with Zuoqiu's deputy handwriting, when Zuoqiu's successor and the new county order come, they have to look up at their old Xu family.

So, the old man Xu, who was in a good mood, insisted on encouraging the people in the village again, and left Zuoqiu, the county master, in Lingshui Village to eat a pig-killing meal.

It's getting colder, and the pigs that have been raised for a year are getting fat!

The time to kill the pig may be a little early, but today is a good day, who cares?

Of course, the pig that was killed was not raised by Lao Xu's family.

This pig belongs to the old seven families of the village.

Guan Laoqi, who wanted to perform in front of the county order, deservedly contributed his own big fat pig.

The people of the village ate a pig-killing meal beautifully, although they didn't dare to say that the meat was enough, but at least everyone ate the meat and ate the big dishes with the smell of meat.

That's one word, beauty!

After seeing off Zuoqiu, the county master, Guan Laoqi took Old Man Xu's hand and said, "Brother Xu, you are my brother and my nobleman!" ”

"Brother Seven, what are you talking about?"

Old man Xu hurriedly waved his hand, "Back then, I dragged my family to our village with my family, if it wasn't for your old man to take care of me, I wouldn't know where to bury it!" ”

"When my family built that house, you did a lot of work, and I remember all of this!"

"Hehe, Brother Xu, let's not talk about this!"

"In this life, who can help when they are in danger, then help!" Guan Laoqi hiccuped, "I Guan Laoqi didn't want to have any big success in my life, but your eldest nephew, he can't be unproductive!" ”

"Let's read, not up or down, so many years, that's it!"

"This time, thanks to your old brother, your eldest nephew entered the county government to become a scribe, which can be regarded as a bit of a success!"

"All of this is due to you, brother!" Guan Laoqi grabbed Old Man Xu's hand and was grateful.