There are more than 200 households in Zhaojia Village, with a population of more than 1,000, but among them, there is not one in ten young and middle-aged laborers.

This is also a helpless thing, who let Zhaojia Village have no special products, the economy has always been underdeveloped, stay at home and rely on farming, there is no food at all, where can those young and middle-aged laborers stand it, so they all run out to work, only the New Year will come back.

The remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people in the village, in addition to eating the state's relief, are to grow some food and vegetables by themselves, so that they will not starve to death, but if it is said that life is better, there is absolutely no such possibility.

In this case, no matter who is the head of the village, it is estimated that there is no way to change the status quo, Zhao Sidong estimates that his predecessor is not actually in the family, but because he can't stand the difficult conditions here, plus he can't make political achievements, so he simply finds a relationship and leaves.

Now it is his turn to be the village chief here, not to mention whether he will be a deserter with his character, just the old lady's advice makes him have to do something to change all this.

Therefore, his 'three fires' started from improving the living conditions of the villagers.

For the first fire, he contacted Sunshine Motor Group through his own channels to donate money to build roads and schools.

The so-called 'if you want to get rich, build roads first', the traffic conditions in Zhaojia Village are so poor that even if there are really any specialties in the village, no one wants to come in if they rush to such a difficult road.

The children in the village are either at home or climb more than 20 miles of mountain roads every day to go to school in the town.

The second fire, or through its own channels, contacted several experts from the Chinese Academy of Agricultural Sciences in the imperial capital, and took a group of assistants to Zhaojia Village to investigate and investigate to see if there are any suitable cash crops here, or whether it can improve the soil conditions here and increase grain production.

If people don't have enough to eat, people won't have the spirit, without the spirit, they can't do anything, and naturally they can't get a good harvest, and if they don't have a good harvest, they can't have money, and they can't eat without money...... This is a vicious circle, and without the intervention of external forces, it is difficult to break it by the villagers themselves.

The third fire was the most surprising, because Zhao Sidong, in the name of the head of Zhaojia Village, asked the town if he could help hire some strong laborers from elsewhere to come back.

Why do you want to come back with strong labor?

First, because whether it is to repair roads or schools, manpower is needed, and Sunshine Automobile Group can donate money and help contact the construction party.

Second, it is because after the experts of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences have come to a conclusion, they will have to need manpower to farm the land, right? It is more realistic to expect that those old, weak, sick and disabled people who remain in the village should just let them all move out.

Thirdly, it is because Zhaojia Village is now lacking in vitality, and the young people have gone out, and the people in the village are either the elderly or the disabled who have difficulty moving, and it is not necessary to expect them to bring vitality to the village.

When his 'three fires' burned out, the entire Zhaojia Village was alarmed.

Except for the third one, which they couldn't understand for a while, the first two were great things!

All of a sudden, the villagers came to visit the new village chief with the only eggs and rice they had, thanking him for what he had done for the village.

Zhao Sidong naturally couldn't accept these things, so he could say that he would let everyone take the things back.

For the gratitude of the villagers, he said that his ancestors were here, and now he is back to be the village head, just to repay his father and fellow villagers.

As soon as he said this, the villagers were amazed, so they hurriedly asked which branch of his family belonged to which generation.

"My grandfather is a generation, he was the youngest in the family back then, after the liberation, my grandfather also sent people back to find it, the family is no longer there......" After the old lady told him, there was an eighty-year-old man who suddenly realized.

"Ah, I see, your grandfather's nickname is Sangouzi, right?"

Zhao Sidong was stunned, this name full of local flavor was indeed the old lady's milk name back then, but he hadn't used it since he left the village to devote himself to the revolution, and the one who could call out this name must be someone he knew back then.

As a result, after asking, it was really the case, the old man with the big name Zhao Chengye should be the cousin of the old lady, but he was a little farther away, and the two younger brothers of his family also left the village with the old lady back then, but they had a bad life and died on the battlefield.

After this toss, Zhao Sidong suddenly completely integrated into the villagers, after all, he was his own family.

Now the village party secretary Zhao Yufeng is Zhao Sidong's cousin, and as a result, Zhao Sidong instantly has a large number of nephews, nieces and even grandnephews, which makes him cry and laugh.

But he can't refuse others to call him like this, most of the people in the village are old-fashioned, and they attach great importance to the clan generation, even if Zhao Sidong becomes the village head, it is impossible to change this.

The old branch secretary Zhao Yufeng once tried to ask the old lady about his current situation, but Zhao Sidong didn't tell the truth, only said that his grandfather was old and in poor health, otherwise he would definitely go back to his hometown to have a look.

In this regard, Zhao Yufeng can only express regret.

Zhao Sidong knew that if the old lady really wanted to go back to Zhaojia Village, it would definitely be a big deal.

Not to mention that the town and county are going to be alarmed, even the province will be nervous because of this.

After all, that's the former No. 1 head of the country!

Of course, if that happens, there will be absolutely no need to worry about the development of Zhaojia Village, and there will definitely be a large number of speculators who will flock to Zhaojia Village and develop the economy of Zhaojia Village, in order to show his face and hang up with Old Man Zhao.

And all this is what the old lady doesn't want to see, otherwise why didn't he let Zhao Sidong come back here to be this village official until now.

The people from the Sunshine Automobile Group and the Huaxia Academy of Agricultural Sciences have already set off, and it will not be long before they arrive in Zhaojia Village, so Zhao Sidong has nothing to do for a while, he wanders around the village all day long, looks at the fields, asks about the lives of the villagers, and sees who has a sick person, so he secretly helps to treat it.

In the evening of that day, after dinner, Zhao Sidong, who was about to go to the village again, was suddenly alarmed by a rapid knock on the door.

Zhao Deshuan, who is in his forties this year, is one of Zhao Sidong's cheap nephews, and he usually looks smiling, but now he is frightened and wheezing, as if he has encountered something extremely terrible.

"What's wrong with you, come in and sit down, gasp for breath before you speak. Zhao Sidong pulled him into the room with one hand, and after letting him sit down, he turned around and poured him a cup of cold white dry and put it on the table.

Zhao Dezhuan picked up the cup and drank the water in one go, then calmed down a little, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, it's a big deal, it's a big deal in the village!"

Zhao Sidong frowned and looked at him, secretly hitting a trace of immortal yuan, calming down the churning qi and blood in his body, "Speak slowly, what happened?"

"The idol of the ancestral shrine...... Can walk!" Zhao Dexuan worked hard for a long time, and finally said it.

Hearing such a nonsensical thing, Zhao Sidong's first reaction was not to believe it, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, so he said: "Make it clear, what kind of god is walking, you are watching a mythological TV series!"

"No, no, no, it's true...... Hey, uncle, you can just follow me to take a look!" Zhao Dexuan was in a hurry, and his speech was a little unclear, so he simply stood up and pulled Zhao Sidong and ran out.

Zhao Sidong thought about it, come on, let's go and take a look, so as to save this guy's nonsense from affecting the judgment.

So the two went straight to the ancestral shrine in the middle of the village.

Speaking of this ancestral shrine can be some years, according to the old people in the village, this is still the Ming Dynasty Hongwu period Zhao ancestors moved here after the construction of the building, after hundreds of years, later there are many repairs, but in general, or to the Hongwu period to build the ancestral temple as the foundation.

Over the years, each generation has a special person responsible for cleaning the ancestral hall, and the person responsible for cleaning the ancestral temple of this generation is Zhao Deshuan.

The scale of the ancestral hall is not small, there are two before and after, the front yard is larger, mainly for the use of the ancestors during the annual festival, the parents of each family gather here to offer and pray to the ancestors. The backyard is smaller, mainly displaying the statues of the patriarchs since the first ancestors.

The so-called statue of God, in fact, is carved out of stone, the people of Zhaojia Village are quite good in this regard, the carved stone statue is very lifelike, from the Ming Dynasty to the present, dozens of stone statues have been piled up in the backyard.

What Zhao Dexuan said was that the statue in this backyard could walk.

After the two came to the ancestral hall, they went straight to the backyard, and as soon as they stepped into the backyard, Zhao Sidong's eyes were awe-inspiring.

I saw that the ground in the backyard was covered with criss-crossing footprints, and the stone statues that were originally neatly placed were scattered everywhere.

Judging by the size and shape of the footprints, it seems that they were stepped on by those stone statues!

In fact, there is no need to guess, some stone statues are still stained with mud on their feet, and if they didn't step on them, I guess few people will believe it.

"Uncle, look, these idols...... They can really walk!" After Zhao Dezhuo arrived here, his emotions, which had recovered a little, became excited again, and he danced and shouted: "This is the ancestors and ancestors are warning us unworthy descendants! They are warning us......"

Zhao Sidong frowned and walked around the backyard, frowned and snorted coldly: "Shut up!"

The voice was not loud, but Zhao Dezhuan was frightened, and was about to say a few words, but when he looked up, he saw Zhao Sidong's cold eyes, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak for a while.

After wandering around the backyard for a moment, the look on Zhao Sidong's face became much more relaxed, and he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Dezhuan, let's go out first, don't tell others about things here, do you hear?"

"Ahh Zhao Dexuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement, and then turned around and walked away quickly.

After he left, Zhao Sidong's gaze became cold again.