The village chief walked over to Xiao Ruanruan and squatted down beside her. Because of his age, it was a little difficult for him to squat down.

"Little Softie, thank you."

In fact, both he and the villagers are most grateful to Xiao Ruanruan. It was Xiao Ruanruan who came up with the idea of ​​renting out land to run a happy farm and grow morel mushrooms. She also did all the work and helped promote it.

With proper management and government support, these two things can become their long-term livelihood and the foundation for their wealth.

Little Ruanruan waved her little hand, "Grandpa Village Chief, you don't need to be so polite, these are nothing."

The village girls made two flower wreaths, one for Xiao Ruanruan's head and the other for Xixi's.

On the other side, Su Xiaowu and Su Lei were also carrying a pile of gifts: carefully crafted slingshots, bamboo water guns, clay figurines, and precious marbles...

Sun Zhitong, carrying a tin box that had previously contained cookies, skipped over to Gu Chen, looked up at him with his cat-like face, shoved the tin box in front of Gu Chen, and said loudly, "Master, here you go!"

Looking at the little boy in front of him and hearing him call him "Master," Gu Chen's heart skipped a beat. It felt as if he had gained another connection with this world besides Xiao Ruan Ruan.

He didn't show much expression on his face. He reached out and took the iron box that Sun Zhitong handed him, and said in a serious tone, "Study hard."

Sun Zhitong's bright, expectant eyes, which had been fixed on Gu Chen, suddenly dimmed, and he mumbled an "Oh!"