When Zhou Bin heard this, he thought, it is indeed about this matter.

He had been thinking about this matter ever since he knew that his third grandfather was dying.

Originally, Third Grandpa was in good health, so he naturally could not replace him.

Now that he is dying, this matter has indeed become an urgent one.

However, Zhou Bin was a little hesitant. After all, he was still young and was very nervous about whether he could take on this responsibility.

Zhou Dexing on the side interrupted and said, "Zhou Bin, you must not refuse. There is no one in our village who is qualified to be the village chief. You must take on this responsibility for us."

Liu Junyi on the side also said: "Zhou Bin, you are born to do this job. If anyone else does this job, none of us will accept it."

Aunt Zhao said exaggeratedly: "Yes, you can't just ignore us! We are all counting on you!"

Zhou Jianshan and Zhou Jianhai also expressed their support. When Zhou Bin saw that everyone supported him so much, he didn't have much to say.

He immediately nodded solemnly and said, "Third Uncle, don't worry, as long as everyone is willing to let me be the village chief, I will definitely do my best."

When Zhou Defu heard this, a relieved smile appeared on his thin face: "That's good! Zhou Bin, I believe that under your leadership, the lives of our villagers will definitely get better and better."

Zhou Bin expressed his attitude solemnly: "Third Grandpa, don't worry, as long as I am here, everyone's life will definitely get better and better."

When the others saw that Zhou Bin agreed, they all showed relieved smiles on their faces.

After a few people talked for a while, Zhou Bin got up and left with everyone else.

Three days later, Zhou Defu finally passed away and closed his eyes peacefully.