Zhao Dezhu, the village party secretary, did not hold any welcome ceremony, but he brought the whole village out to greet Su Yubei.

Zhao Dezhu grabbed Su Yubei's hand, and before he could say anything, his eyes were red.

Many people around him are the same as Zhao Dezhu.

Zhao Dezhu shook hands with Su Yubei vigorously and said excitedly: "Secretary Su, you are the reborn parents of our Zhaojia Village, without you, our Zhaojia Village has today?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Dezhu pointed to the spacious road that had just been repaired and said: "If there is no you, there is this road, without this road, there will be no factory, let alone the upcoming Lingquan Town." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Dezhu said excitedly: "Secretary Su, the people in our village have discussed it, and we want to set up an immortal tablet for you, in the ......"

Su Yubei hurriedly said: "Stop, this is feudal superstition, let alone it, if you do this, I'll leave now." ”

Zhao Lingquan couldn't help pouting, thinking to himself what feudal superstition are you talking about now, you forgot about the ghost you led people to pretend to be ghosts in the village?

The old people in the village still wanted to insist, but Zhao Dezhu understood that he was getting some immortal tablet for Su Yubei, building a temple or something, this was not helping him, this was harming him.

So Zhao Dezhu hurriedly stopped, and this matter was like this.

Soon Su Yubei followed this Zhao Dezhu to the village committee of Zhaojia Village, the house was dilapidated and ventilated on all sides, but when Su Yubei first came to Zhaojia Village, there was no village committee at all.

Zhao Dezhu and other members of the village committee have gone out to work, and they have not brought them back for several years.

Now there is finally a village committee again, and now it looks dilapidated, but after the completion of Lingquan Town, Zhaojia Village will change greatly and become the first village in Changyang County to live in a small western-style building.

There is a factory in Guofu Spring, and according to the original agreement, Guofu Spring will recruit all the strong laborers of Zhaojia Village, both men and women.

In this way, I dare not say that every family in Zhaojia Village will become rich, but I definitely don't worry about eating and drinking, unless I am lazy and don't work.

Su Yubei would have heard the screams of the pig, this pig brother did not sacrifice a year ago, thinking that he could survive until the end of this year, who would have to sacrifice heroically just after the Qingming Festival.

Su Yubei didn't stop him, but it was too hypocritical to stop him at this time.

The villagers were happy and invited him to a peasant meal, which was not a mistake, and Su Yubei would not ask for their money.

Today, the whole Zhaojia Village is very lively, every household is busy, each family has to make one or two specialty dishes to thank Su Yubei, and Zhaojia Village will also set up a long table today, on the road that has just been repaired.

They also said hello to the factory, and at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the long table was set up, and the factory did not go out or enter the car, and the people in the factory were also invited.

Zhaojia Village has not been so lively for a hundred years, and some eighty or ninety-year-old people can prove it.

Time flies, and it's 6 p.m., which is still a little cold at 6 p.m. this season, but it doesn't matter if you put on a coat.

There are hundreds of tables on the straight road, and men, women and children go out together, and the scene is quite spectacular.

Su Yubei was naturally invited to the main seat, and Zhao Dezhu was the first to stand up, holding a large bowl of liquor and said: "Secretary Su didn't tell you anything, it's all in the wine, I did it." ”

After saying that, a big bowl of white wine was drunk in one gulp, and others did the same, as long as the old men drank this first bowl of wine.

Everyone is really grateful to Su Yubei from the bottom of their hearts, without him, the Zhaojia Village that gave birth to them and raised them would exist in name only in a few years, and as soon as the old man died, the village would have to be abandoned.

Who wants their hometown to become a ghost village? No one is willing, but no one can do anything, and on that day, the remaining people in Zhaojia Village will become rootless leaves, and they can only drift with the wind.

But Su Yubei changed this by himself, the road was repaired, the factory was about to be built, and the strong laborers in the village could enter the factory to work and earn a lot of wages, as well as the upcoming Lingquan Town.

This is not only a earth-shaking change, but also something that all Zhaojiacun dare not think of.

So they thanked Su Yubei from the bottom of their hearts.

Su Yubei also drank the wine in the bowl, and then there was a sound of applause.

Su Yubei held the bowl, and before he could speak, everyone quieted down.

Su Yubei said in a big voice: "I thank our Zhaojia Village fathers and villagers for their hospitality, I hope everyone has seen it, good days are ahead, I don't like to say anything long."

I'm going to tell you a word today - throw off your arms and do it, the future will be better. ”

The applause rang out, and Su Yubei drank the wine in the bowl again.

When Su Yubei sat down, Zhao Lingquan whispered: "Secretary, drink slowly, if you drink like this, you will get drunk in a while." ”

Su Yubei smiled bitterly: "I'm happy today, but I'm also troubled, don't talk about the troublesome things, just say that I'm happy, seeing Zhaojiacun become like this, I'm really happy in my heart, come, let's have a drink." ”

Zhao Lingquan looked at Su Yubei, poured him wine a little helplessly, and then drank a glass with him.

After three bowls of wine, Su Yubei, who was already not good at liquor, was already a little drunk.

At this time, Zhao Dezhu brought a very simple box, looking at the material like small leaf red sandalwood, this box is definitely old, not a hundred years, but also seventy or eighty years.

Zhao Dezhu handed over the box and said, "Secretary Su, this is a gift from our whole village to you, I hope you can accept it." ”

Su Yubei immediately frowned, pushed the box back and said, "I'll tell you, don't come with me, I'll do things for you, it's what I should do, because I'm the secretary of the county party committee of Changyang County."

But if you want to send me something, that's your mistake, you have received it with good intentions, you must not ask for something, take it back, otherwise I will leave now. ”

Zhao Dezhu looked at Zhao Lingquan, Zhao Lingquan hurriedly said: "You just accept it, it's not a valuable thing, it's a gadget made by the people of our village, you ......"

Su Yubei glared at Zhao Lingquan and said, "Shut up, you can't ask for things." ”

Zhao Lingquan sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Dezhu was also very helpless, but seeing Su Yubei like this, he could only put things away again.

Tomorrow, Su Yubei will regret not asking for this thing, and he will regret it to death, but he has no front and back eyes, and he must not know it now.

Next, the villagers turned over to toast, and the result was that Su Yubei didn't eat a few bites, they were put down, and finally Zhao Lingquan's house was carried back.

In Zhao Lingquan's room, she took a hot towel and wiped Su Yubei's face while saying, "You said you asked me to say what is good about you?" Originally, the amount of alcohol was not good, and you still did not refuse.

Look at what you vomited? It's all on the clothes. ”

At this time, Su Yubei was wearing a big pants, and Zhao Lingquan had just finished washing his clothes and pants.

Su Yubei's face was flushed, lying there unconscious like a dead pig.

Zhao Lingquan rubbed and rubbed inadvertently at Su Yubei's strong pectoralis major muscles, as well as his abdominal muscles like tofu blocks, and suddenly remembered what Lin Miaomiao had done to her in the capital.

It's okay if I don't want to, when I think about it, Zhao Lingquan's skin all over his body is a little frighteningly red, like a boiled shrimp.

The bastard words that Lin Miaomiao told her were hovering in Zhao Lingquan's mind like a magic spell at this time.

Zhao Lingquan's breathing became a little short, she looked at Su Yubei, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and stretched out Su Yubei's big pants with trembling in her hands.