I arrived at the village chief’s house but haven’t even entered the door yet.
Jiang Che felt a bustle that was completely different from the past, and the lights came on brightly.
There were sounds of conversation and Xiaohao's laughter coming from the yard.
It turns out that the family still needs popularity!
"Grandpa Village Chief, Grandma Jinhua, Uncle Dajun, and Aunt Yan, are they all here?"
Jiang Che pushed open the door and walked in. The village chief and his family were sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air and chatting.
"Hey, I was just telling Dajun and his wife about you, and I didn't expect you, Xiaoche, to show up."
"Come and sit down, come and sit down."
The old village chief was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling and quickly pulled Jiang Che in.
Jiang Che sat down and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about me?"
"What else could it be? You're helping everyone get rich!"
The old village chief patted Jiang Che's shoulder and said with a smile.
"What's there to say? This is what I should do."
Jiang Che smiled modestly and said.
"Xiao Che, don't be so modest. If it weren't for your help."
"Your Aunt Yan and I are still working in Hangzhou, suffering from the hustle and bustle of other people's lives."
Jiang Dajun was extremely grateful to Jiang Che. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he could come back for the Chinese New Year this year.
And now you can earn money in the village, much more than working.
This was exactly what he had always dreamed of.
No matter how prosperous the outside world is, it has nothing to do with him.
In this poor little mountain village, his elderly parents and young son are waiting for him.
He also wanted to wait until his life became more comfortable and then give Xiaohao a younger brother or sister.
Xiaohao is too lonely alone.
"Xiao Che, I heard from Grandpa that you are planning to rebuild our Huaxi Village, right?"
Jiang Dajun asked next.
When he heard the news, he was shocked.
Although Huaxi Village is not big, it has about a hundred households.
How much would it cost to have so many houses?
"Yes, the infrastructure in Huaxi Village is too backward."
"If we want to develop, we must re-plan. The designer we invited from the provincial capital has already started designing."
"I believe that it won't be long before a brand new Huaxi Village will appear before you."
He also looked at the sketch designed by Han Xiao this afternoon.
Jiang Che was quite satisfied with Han Xiao's plan and the overall layout of Huaxi Village.
Jiang Che felt that the picture he imagined in his mind was extremely beautiful.
Jiang Che felt that it was particularly thoughtful to build a water network surrounding the entire village, especially the water from Yinhua Creek.
There are such beautiful flowers in the space. When the time comes, you can just pick some out and plant them on both sides of the canal.
The entire Huaxi Village is surrounded by a sea of flowers, which truly makes it a Huaxi Village!
Moreover, this water network has another function, which is to make it more convenient for him to release spiritual water.
Just a little bit of spiritual water can benefit the whole village.
"Xiao Che, you're really efficient. You even called the designer. I'm waiting to see the design drawings."
The old village chief was so excited, he didn't expect it.
At such an old age, I can still see such great changes in Huaxi Village. I will die without regrets in the future.
"Xiao Che, there are so many things going on in the village. Is there anything you can ask me to do?"
Jiang Dajun thought for a moment and asked.
With so many things to do, Jiang Che definitely can’t handle it all by himself.
"By the way, I came here to talk about this matter."
Jiang Che slapped his thigh, the conversation had gone off topic.
"That's right, Grandpa Village Chief. County Z just called me."
"He told me to watch the city TV evening news tonight. I guess the interview about our village will be broadcast soon."
"Ah, does that mean our village is going to be on TV?!"
The old village chief stood up in surprise. This was such great joy!
Huaxi Village has been poor for such a long time, yet it can still be on TV.
This bragging is enough for him to brag about until he dies.
From now on, when the heads of surrounding villages go to the town for meetings, the mayor will not dare to turn his back on me!
Moreover, when the county magistrate came to inspect yesterday, he did not see the mayor accompanying him.
He didn't know why, so it was better if he didn't follow.
When he went to the town for a meeting in the past, the mayor looked at him and thought his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes.
Anyway, I just despise this useless old man who has suffered humiliation for so many years.
I'm finally going to be proud of myself tonight.
"Yes, Grandpa Village Chief, before we have dinner, please inform the villagers about this matter."
"Also, once it's on the evening news, our village will become famous. After tomorrow, people will likely come over. We need to ask the villagers to keep an eye out for suspicious people and prevent them from picking their vegetables."
This is also what Jiang Che is more worried about. Tomorrow, Tang Tian’s father, Brother Xu Guotao, will be delivering goods, and there must be no mistakes.
"Okay, no problem, leave this matter to grandpa."
"I'll go tell everyone to go check on the fields more often tomorrow."
The old village chief stood up impatiently and ran outside.
After the village chief left, Jiang Dajun looked at Jiang Che and asked.
"Xiao Che, you just said there's something about me involved here. I wonder what it is?"
"Uncle Dajun, you're a veteran, and I'd like you to use your expertise to take charge of the village's security. Are you interested?"
Jiang Che asked with a smile.
"I'm really interested, Xiao Che. To be honest, I'm telling you."
"I'm the captain of the property's security team in Modu, and your Aunt Yan is the property's financial officer."
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