Liu Xiulan served her food with a distressed look on her face while complaining, "Where do you get all those ideas from? You're going door to door selling things. Some neighbors are okay and give you some face, but some are harder to talk to. How come I didn't realize you were so shameless before?"

Jiang Mo, who was standing by, added, "Mom, the third child used to be very thick-skinned. He quarreled and fought with Xia Qiu all day long, and he wasn't afraid of losing face."

Jiang Tang glared at her sister.

Jiang Guangtao agreed, "Old Third's idea is good this time. The prices are cheap, the vegetables are fresh, and they're delivered to people's doorsteps. And you don't even need a ticket. Every household is short of tickets these days. But your idea won't last long. I'm sure someone with ulterior motives will complain."

Jiang Tang said, "What are you complaining about? This is also a collective sale, not speculation."

"It's not that. You're selling things without tickets. We'll get caught."

"It's not that we don't want the tickets. We can exchange them for material things. It's just a form of transaction."

Liu Xiulan reminded: "You have to pay attention to that too."

"Yeah, I see."

Jiang Mo said on the side: "Lao San, when you deliver the goods this time, bring me some vegetables, any vegetables will do."

Jiang Tang directly exposed her: "Sister, you are not sending it to your future brother-in-law's family, are you?"

Jiang Mo was silent, his face turned red instantly and he stopped talking.

When Liu Xiulan heard the second child say this, she was so disappointed that she almost hit her on the head with a chopstick: "What are you thinking about, girl? Isn't it shameful to rush to give things to others?"

Where has the old cleverness gone? He's just giving things to people without any effort.

In the morning in the compound, several elderly people were practicing Tai Chi in the open space, moving slowly and leisurely, enjoying the tranquility of the early morning.

Middle-aged people are in a hurry, rushing to work and working hard to make a living for their families.

The young people were full of energy, talking and laughing, sharing their interesting stories with their companions while rushing to work.

After the Gu family's affairs were settled, Gu Jingshen was still recovering from his injuries.

Because Xia Qiu took too much leave recently, his boss was not very happy.

And during festivals, they have more performances.

Because I want to spend more time with Gu Jingshen, I come back to stay at night recently.

Gu Jingshen now rides a bicycle to pick up and drop off his daughter every day. Standing next to the bicycle, Xia Qiu smiled and said, "Thanks to you for picking me up and dropping me off these days, otherwise I would be exhausted from going to work."

Gu Jingshen responded gently: "Why are you being so polite to me? Come up quickly, we're going to be late."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of sweetness.

Meng Si Ning worked at the office in the mornings these past two days and came back to build her bread oven in the afternoons. Facing the newly formed bread oven, she happily said to Jiang Tang, "Once it's done, we can use it to bake mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jiang Tang gave her a complimenting gesture: "You are really good at doing things, I admire you. Can you make mooncakes?"

Meng Si Ning was dumbfounded. She couldn't do that.

Jiang Tang hurried outside with a stack of orders in his arms. When he saw the people ordering food, he said, "Uncles and aunts, I'm busy counting group purchase orders. If you have any needs, just tell me. I've already reported to the commune today, and they'll arrive tomorrow morning."

On the other hand, at the commune, Captain Luo asked his younger brother in town to come to the commune to answer the phone in order not to miss Jiang Tang's call.

After learning about this, Shaluo Village was unwilling to be outdone and also sent Sun Maomin to guard over it.

It would be fine if these two people were in the commune, but the key point was that they were restless and always had a quarrel when they met.

It's busy with the autumn harvest recently, and Secretary Gao took people to inspect, but no one can control them.

Director Wang looked at Luo Fengan and Sun Maomin, feeling a headache. "You two, you sit here all day long, arguing non-stop. How about this, you two take turns on duty, one day each, okay?"

Luo Fengan immediately objected: "No, Director, I'm afraid he won't inform our village after receiving the news."

Sun Maomin was not to be outdone: "I'm afraid of you, why should I listen to you?"

Director Wang had no choice but to call the director of women's affairs, Li Cui'e, and said, "Director Li, please take charge of mediating the conflict between the two villages. Is that okay?"

Li Cui'e looked embarrassed. "Director Wang, I'm usually fine handling small family matters, but how can I handle the decades-long conflict between these two villages?"

"Since Secretary Jiang arrived in the two villages, the situation has eased a lot. With your help, the situation in the two villages may gradually improve.

The two neighboring villages can only achieve win-win cooperation if they support each other. The captains of both villages understand this truth.

Whether it works or not, just give it a try."

"Okay."

The task fell on her shoulders, and she underestimated the feud between the two villages.

Li Cui'e had been trying to persuade them earnestly for two days, but to no avail. As soon as she opened her mouth today, Luo Feng'an and Sun Maomin started arguing.

Sun Maomin said, "Want to reconcile? Return the back mountain to us first."

Luo Fengan said, "We were the first to reclaim the back mountain. You robbed us of the fruits of our labor and are now biting us in return. What's the difference between you and the black-hearted old landlord?"

Sun Maomin was anxious: "The mountain behind originally belonged to our village. You stole our mountain, so you are robbers. What's wrong with us taking back our mountain?"

Luo Fengan said, "If you say it's yours, then it's yours. Is there a record in the county regulations?"

Li Cui'e felt a headache listening to this and quickly stopped him, saying, "It's just a mountain. Now that you two villages have Secretary Jiang, are you still worried that you won't be able to get rich?

This autumn harvest, Caotou Village will probably be able to make up for the famine suffered in previous years.

If we could build a better road and have electricity, good days would come.

The same goes for Shaluo Village. Of the villages bordering the Shaluo River, yours is the longest and widest. The Shaluo River, which you used to dread, is now planted with sugarcane. You don't even need a hill anymore."

Sun Maomin said: "Why not? An acre of land is still land. If you have land, you can grow food."

Luo Fengan said, "It's only villages like yours that don't take good care of their own land and always want other people's things."

Sun Maomin: "We don't farm well? Oh, that's a very good point. I don't know which village has to borrow grain from the commune every year, hindering the commune's progress."

Li Cui'e was getting very anxious as she saw the two people arguing more and more fiercely. At this moment, the phone rang.

The two men suddenly stopped and rushed towards the phone as if they heard a charge.

Li Cui'e was helpless and pressed the hands-free key: "Don't argue."

The call was connected, and Jiang Tang's voice came from the other end of the line: "Is Secretary Gao here?"

Sun Maomin: "Secretary Jiang, it's me, Sun Maomin."

Luo Fengan: "Secretary Jiang, I'm Luo Fengan. My brother specially sent me to the commune to guard it and wait for Secretary Jiang's instructions."

"Oh, you're all here. That's great."

"Director Jiang, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Secretary Jiang, are you going to pull vegetables again?"

Director Li saw that both of them were rushing to answer, making the conversation chaotic, so he said, "Secretary Xiao Jiang, it's me, Li Cui'e."