It is a matter of time before they become rich in Xinghua Village, and they no longer have to suffer the hard days of lack of success.

It's just, what are the benefits that this son wants?

They are just ordinary villagers, except for people, they can't come up with decent benefits.

"Childe, you have also seen it, we are all ordinary people, except for one cheap life, there is nothing!

If Childe can teach us how to plant, then Childe will be our great benefactor in Xinghua Village! Our villagers in Xinghua Village are so bitter that every winter, it is common to not be hungry.

The government doesn't care about us, and over the years, the harsh taxes have become heavier and heavier. Excluding taxes, we are left with less and less food.

I finally planted some vegetables, but I was worried that I couldn't sell them. If the son agrees, in the future, how about our Xinghua Village's only son's head? ”

Lu Qingcheng smiled, the village chief of Xinghua Village is a transparent character.

"When you say this, you're not afraid of causing trouble?"

"Childe, I'll tell you the truth, I have long lost confidence in the official yamen. I have long thought that whoever can lead us all to a good life will be the Lord.

It's winter soon, Childe, I really don't want to see the villagers starve to death and freeze to death again! That feeling of powerlessness is really torturous. ”

Every year, Zhang Fulai takes the sturdy villagers in the village to bury those who starved to death and froze to death, and no one can understand the sadness.

"Daddy! Uncle Mao went, and their family was crying and collecting vegetables. Uncle Mao's body was parked in the courtyard, and you were asked to bring a few people to help carry it to be buried. ”

Huzi walked in with red eyes, talking about what he had encountered as he walked. It's so miserable that if he hadn't gone to ask their family to collect the vegetables, he wouldn't have known that the person was dead.

"Childe, you saw it! It's not winter yet, and people are already dying, so how can you live this day? ”

Zhang Fulai squatted down in pain, he didn't want to see the villagers starve to death and freeze to death, but there was no way to stop it.

There used to be hundreds of people in their Xinghua Village, but now there are less than half of them, and they all go like that.

"Our son-in-law can help you, but you have to make sure that the entire villagers of Xinghua Village belong to my son-in-law. You must not do anything to betray my son, can you do it? ”

Lu Chengcheng needs to accumulate money and power, and although there are not many villagers in Xinghua Village, they can also collect it for their use.

If Childe could really let them grow leafy greens in the winter, it would be a source of wealth.

"Yes, as long as Childe can let us live a good life, then we will do what Childe tells us. Even if Childe wants us to rebel, we will not hesitate to go. ”

Anyway, the current court is rotten, and it doesn't matter if they live or die, it doesn't matter if someone leads them to rebel.

It's better than waiting to die!

The corners of Lu Qingcheng's mouth twitched, she didn't have the ability to lead people to rebel. So far, it is still possible to lead everyone to a well-off life.

"Village chief, it's better not to say anything like rebellion lightly. lest it be rumored to cause trouble, then it will not be beautiful.

You ask the villagers to clean up the empty land, remember, I want flat land. When you're done, I'll bring someone over and teach you how to grow vegetables in the greenhouse.

There are ox carts in your village, right? If so, send the food over at dawn, and I'll leave the ox behind, and he'll show you the way."

If not, then we'll go back first, and I'll arrange for a carriage to come and pull the vegetables. ”

"Don't bother Childe to run back and forth, it's dawn, we will definitely send the dishes to Childe."

"Well, that's good!"

Lu Chengcheng took out ten taels of silver from his bosom and handed it to Zhang Fu and said, "There are people in your village who have gone, and we can't help much." Take this money and help the family take care of the future. ”

Zhang Fulai shuddered and took the silver, just by virtue of this incident, he could be sure that Lu Qingcheng was worthy of their follow.

"Don't worry, Childe, I will make the villagers agree to follow Childe!"

Zhang Fulai's words were very interesting, but the people present were not stupid, so they naturally heard it.

Lu Tingcheng nodded and said, "You guys are busy, let's go back first." ”

The big guys are tired all day, and they have to be busy tomorrow! Don't delay, go back early to rest.

Zhang Fulai sent Lu Chengcheng away, and walked straight towards Mao's house with ten taels of silver. In the courtyard, a few children knelt and wept, looking silent and sad.

"Big girl, don't cry, go and call your father and mother back!"

"Grandpa the village chief, my father and my mother said that after receiving vegetables, we will have money to buy food, and we can also treat Wuya.

There is nothing to be done about the dead, but the living have to take care of it first. They also asked us to wait for you to carry grandpa to bury him, and let us follow him on his last journey. ”

Zhang Fulai wiped a handful of tears, this is the life of their common people, how can they be loyal to the court?

Such a useless court, how good it is that someone has reversed! How they longed for a wise ruler so that they could live and work in peace!

"Go and tell your father and your mother that the boy who bought vegetables left the silver, let them come back and take Wuya to see a doctor first, and also send your grandfather away."

What is this called? Lao Tzu died here, but his son was desperate for the rest of the people with tears.

Alas!

The way of this world!

When Mao Daya heard this, she immediately ran towards the door! The words of the village chief's grandfather are the most credible, their family is saved, and they will not be like grandpa.

On this day, the villagers of Xinghua Village stayed awake all night. They were busy collecting vegetables, busy with funerals, busy sorting out the land......

They can't sleep!

They are worried that it is a dream, and when they wake up, everything will return to the same state, and they will be old enough to die with their loved ones.

Zhang Fulai couldn't sleep, he went to see the vegetables prepared for Zhenweilou, even if it was a yellow cabbage leaf, he asked the villagers to pull it down.

He wanted to make sure that the dishes sent to Zhenweilou were tender and good, and that the old man Mao was not hastily buried. The Mao family set up a mourning hall, and his sons and daughters-in-law all came back to see him off for the last time.

He no longer had to dig a pit and bury things as the villagers usually hoped for.

He has his own thin coffin, and many elderly people sigh that Uncle Mao is a blessed person, he died decently, and he will definitely be able to vote for a rich family in the next life.

Only Zhang Fulai knew that Uncle Mao's blessing was brought by Lu Qingcheng, and if he hadn't happened to meet him, his fate would not have changed.

The day is about to dawn, and the villagers, who have not slept all night, are not tired, and they are energetically pushing a cart full of vegetables and setting off towards Anseong.

How you live in the future depends on today! They wanted to see for themselves what Zhenwei House really was.

I heard that it opened yesterday, and Zhenwei Lou received all the dignitaries and dignitaries in Anseong, and even the magistrate of Anseong County came in person.

I heard that the food in Zhenweilou was sold out, and in the end, many customers did not eat their food.

Heard......

Yes, they've all just heard! They are not eligible to participate in the opening ceremony of Zhenwei Building, because they are too poor to open the pot.

But from now on, they will not be, they are also the people of Zhenwei Building, and the owner of Zhenwei Building is also their owner.