She gathered herself, pulled out a thick stack of papers from the cloth bag she was carrying, and held it aloft: "Fellow villagers, I'm not just talking big! These are the village history materials I've collected. You can take a look!"

The villagers gathered around curiously, stretching their necks like a group of hungry birds.

The paper was densely covered with text and accompanied by some hand-drawn illustrations. Although simple, it was full of a sense of age.

"Wow! There are old photos of our village on it!"

"Really?! This is what my grandpa looked like when he was young!"

"And our village's family tree! I actually found my name on it!"

Exclamations rang out one after another, and the villagers widened their eyes, as excited as if they had discovered a new continent.

The villagers who were originally hesitant have now become interested in compiling the village annals, and an atmosphere of amazement has spread throughout the village.

Uncle Lu stood outside the crowd, his face ashen, like a wilted eggplant.

He originally wanted to see Shen Qiqi's joke, but he didn't expect that she actually did it.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and left silently, his back looking a little lonely.

Shen Qiqi looked at Uncle Lu's departing back, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she winked at Lu Qing.

Lu Qing understood and nodded slightly...

Shen Qiqi looked at Uncle Lu Er's slightly bleak back, and a sly smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She cleared her throat and said loudly, "Uncle, please don't leave! Since you care so much about the village history, why don't you come and be our supervisor? You're experienced and have a unique vision. With you overseeing things, we can do better!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.

The villagers were shocked, their jaws dropping to the ground.

What's up with this Shen Qiqi?

He was just beaten to a pulp by Uncle Lu Er, but now he actually took the initiative to invite him to be a supervisor?

This operation is simply amazing!

"Wow! Qiqi's tactic of retreating to advance is amazing!" A young man couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Yes, this girl is really talented! No wonder Lu Qing is so devoted to her!" An aunt also echoed.

Uncle Lu was originally walking with heavy steps, but when he heard Shen Qiqi's words, his steps suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned around and looked at Shen Qiqi blankly, as if he was completely bewildered.

What is this girl up to?

"I... I'm a supervisor?" Uncle Lu pointed at his nose, his tone full of disbelief.

Shen Qiqi nodded with a smile: "Yes! Second uncle, you are highly respected and have the most say! If you are willing to help, that would be great!" Her words were so sincere and enthusiastic that people couldn't refuse.

Uncle Lu stood there, feeling extremely conflicted.

On the one hand, he couldn't bring himself to accept Shen Qiqi's invitation; on the other hand, he was full of curiosity about the village history.

"Uncle Er, please agree to it! We all need you!" Several young villagers also followed suit to persuade him. The enthusiastic atmosphere surrounded Uncle Lu like a flame.

Uncle Lu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Well... okay! I'll do it reluctantly and help you supervise!" He said with pretended reserve, but his tone couldn't hide a hint of excitement.

Seeing this, Shen Qiqi was secretly happy.

She knew that Uncle Lu's agreement to help meant that the compilation of the village chronicles had taken a crucial step forward.

"Great! Thank you, Uncle Er!" Shen Qiqi excitedly shook Uncle Lu's hand and shook it enthusiastically.

The villagers also applauded and cheered, and the atmosphere was as warm as the New Year.

Lu Qing watched Shen Qiqi skillfully resolve the conflict, his eyes full of admiration.

He gently put his arm around Shen Qiqi's shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Qiqi, you are so amazing!"

Shen Qiqi winked playfully and whispered, "Of course! Don't you see who I am?"

After solving the "roadblock" of Uncle Lu, Shen Qiqi began to think about how to collect more folk stories.

She looked around and her eyes fell on an old man who was smoking a pipe...

"Master, you know..."