When Lin Qingqing came out of the village chief's cottage, it was already night. The stove in the village chief's house was fine, but when she came out, she felt the cold of winter deeply.

Frustrated, Lin Qingqing wrapped the hat around his neck, and with the help of the moonlight, walked towards the Qi family's hut.

Soon walked to the house of the old couple of the Qi family, and Lin Qingqing learned the information that the old couple had not yet fallen asleep from the window paper that was glowing with dim candlelight.

"Squeak-" Lin Qingqing pushed open the half-closed door and made a sharp sound.

"Is it Miss Lin?" The voice of the old man of the Qi family came from the house.

"It's me. I'm late. Lin Qingqing said apologetically.

"It's not late, we two old people, sleep late." The old lady of the Qi family said.

According to the old couple, today should be the Winter Solstice Festival. It is not the winter solstice festival in the official solar term, but the folk festival in the city where the Qi family has lived for several years.

The winter solstice pays attention to reunion, so the old couple of the Qi family also invited Lin Qingqing. It's just that I didn't expect that Lin Qingqing's job would actually work until night.

"Miss Lin, why are you working so late again, it makes the two of us feel very distressed. Go to bed early, you don't have to accompany us two old men and old women. The old lady of the Qi family said, and the kind of care in her tone made Lin Qingqing a little moved.

Lin Qingqing shook his head and said, "No, I'm not tired yet. Since the second elder is used to the solar terms, I naturally want to accompany the second elder. ”

After speaking, Lin Qingqing took out a box from his sleeve, as well as two cyan wooden cards.

"This is the pastry that I brought from the vicinity of the capital by the traders of my trust, and I heard that it was eaten on the winter solstice." Lin Qingqing said and opened the box.

It wasn't a delicate pastry, on the contrary, it was quite rough, but it was contained in a beautiful box.

"Oh, isn't this the pastry made in the village on the winter solstice? Miss Lin, you can actually get it. The old man of the Qi family said in surprise.

"These two brands are specially prepared by me for the second elder. As long as there is this brand, it can be ...... in my stores" Lin Qingqing was about to explain, but was interrupted by the old man and lady of the Qi family.

"Miss Lin, we don't need so much, but this brand is quite exquisite, and we will accept it." The old lady of the Qi family said.

After that, Lin Qingqing and the old couple of the Qi family simply celebrated a winter solstice festival.

It's just that when he was over, Lin Qingqing thought of some people who should also accompany him on the winter solstice from time to time. They were already a little vague, and sometimes Lin Qingqing would even forget about them. However, after tasting a nightmare, all the memories that Lin Qingqing tried to forget were recalled.

The next day, most of the people in the village came to the chief's hut. Although there were not many people in Jiangle Village, more than fifty people came at once, and the village chief's hut was still full.

"Village Chief, is there something you called us over?" A young man in the village asked.

Inside, people sit cross-legged in front of the fire next to the people next to them.

Among them, the village chief sat on a thick leather and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, the village chief opened his eyes, looked at the people present, and said, "Let everyone come today, in fact, Miss Lin wants to discuss something with everyone." ”

At this time, everyone looked at Lin Qingqing, who was also sitting cross-legged next to him. Although Lin Qingqing's prestige and identity had surpassed that of everyone present, she still didn't do anything special, and sat like an ordinary villager.

For Lin Qingqing's point, the people in the village still admire it. Although Lin Qingqing is rich, he has never used money to humiliate anyone.

"Miss Lin, what's the matter?" Everyone asked Lin Qingqing.

But Lin Qingqing shook his head and said, "This is a major matter related to the village, let's let the village chief explain it." ”

The village chief was still a little uncomfortable with such serious matters, and in the past the biggest thing he dealt with was a quarrel between the neighbors. Eventually, he sighed and began to greet everyone.

In the old village chief's slow tone, everyone slowly knew the theme of the rally - whether to accept the immigrant population.

Lin Qingqing was ready to recruit some workers on the condition that he was allowed to move into Jiangle Village.

Jiangle Village is not small, but the population is too small. In the past, there were not many facilities in the village, and even fewer needed manpower to maintain them. However, now, after continuous development, the periphery of Jiangle Village has expanded outward, but there is a lack of population of land managers.

"Village chief, do you have to accept people?" Someone in the villagers asked.

"Not necessarily, that's why I invite you to discuss it." The village chief said.

At this moment, instead of inaction as in the past, he firmly grasped the progress of the discussion.

"Miss Lin, tell me why you want to accept the incoming population." The village chief said.

"Okay." Lin Qing cleared his throat and said, "Fellow villagers, I know that everyone subconsciously doesn't want their village to suddenly break into a large number of outsiders, so I will slow down their move-in. Lin Qingqing explained.

"But if those unidentified people enter the village, will they cause harm to the inhabitants of the village?" Among the villagers, someone asked.

"Well, this is indeed a problem, after all, no matter how strict the trial is, we can't guarantee his character." Lin Qingqing stopped and thought for a while.

"So, let's recruit some people you know. I try to recruit people from neighboring villages. You should know what these people are. Lin Qingqing said.

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The village chief, who was sitting on the leather, was actually quite helpless. He asked everyone to come because he wanted to discuss the question of whether to accept the relocation, but now it has become a question of how to accept the relocation.

From this point, it can be seen that Lin Qingqing has a strong influence among the villagers. However, as the village chief, he didn't have too many complaints.

Except for a few small disappointments, the village chief was not dissatisfied. After all, every action Lin Qingqing takes is beneficial to herself and the village.

The discussion gradually became lively, and people began to discuss the specifics of the move-in, and even began to recommend the candidates they thought were suitable.

Lin Qingqing listened quietly. When I encountered some meaningful discussions, I secretly wrote them down in my heart, especially those recommended by the villagers.

The smell of discussion became stronger and stronger, and at this time, suddenly a gray-haired old man stood up, looked at Lin Qingqing and asked, "Miss Lin, do you have to accept the move?" ”

The old man's voice was not loud, but it made everyone present quiet, look at the old man, and then look at Lin Qingqing. People were quietly waiting, waiting for Lin Qingqing to give them a reason that could really convince them.