An Xia walked towards the responsibility field of the fourth uncle's family without stopping. When she arrived, she saw the fourth uncle bent over with a straw hat. Her cousin and his cousin were in the same posture, both of them were in the same posture. The two of them slowly looked forward, like two diligent old oxes.

After walking for two weeks, An Xia felt as if she had been away for two years. When she saw her fourth uncle again, her eyes were hot. She sniffed and shouted loudly at the person in front of her.

An Jiaye heard someone calling him his fourth uncle, who else could there be besides An Xia? He turned around and saw that it was An Xia. Andingkai reacted faster than An Jiaye, and he had already held his sister in his mouth and ran to the field.

"Be careful, step on the field trunks, slow down!" An Jiaye chased his son behind.

"Xia Xia, I'm back." An Jiaye stared at An Xia and laughed as if he couldn't see enough.

"Sister, my dad talks about you every day. I don't know how you are doing in the city. How can your dad treat you?"

"Yeah, it's OK, I'm doing pretty well."

When An Jiaye saw that An Xia had not grown any meat at all, he felt a little distressed. The child must have been wronged, but he just refused to say it.

"By the way, Grandpa Cheng asked you to go to dinner with Kaikai, now go there."

"What? That won't work, that's so embarrassing. Go and eat. I'll go back and get some food, then buy some meat, and come to the house for dinner in the evening."

"Let's go, Grandpa Cheng is calling." An Xia reached out to pull An Jiaye, and the father and son climbed onto the field, and An Jiaye looked at his mud all over his legs.

"Then, then Kaikai and I will go back and wash and come again."

"I'll be with you."

After An Jiaye cleaned it, he carried a watermelon and was embarrassed to come to the door empty-handedly, so he went there with him. When he arrived at the Cheng family, Shi Hui and her mother-in-law had already arranged a large table of dishes.

"Home business, come here to do it, take something, make it so polite."

Cheng Dezhong waved, An Jiaye came forward obediently, first smoked Cheng Dezhong, called "Uncle" and spoke with him.

After waiting for a while, the sound of motorcycles sounded outside. Cheng Wenlian came back. He knew that An Xia was back today, but the town was going to have a meeting. After the meeting ended, he came back in a hurry. Fortunately, he had a motorcycle and ran back and forth quickly.

"An Xia!"

As soon as Cheng Wenlian came in, he saw An Xia, and his back teeth were exposed when he smiled.

"Village Chief, are you busy with work?"

Cheng Wenlian was a little shy, "Don't laugh at me, I am still the acting village chief now, and the internship period is half a year. If the villagers are not satisfied, I can't be considered it. However, I have a lot of work and are busy, but I think life is very fulfilling."

"The meal is ready, let's have a meal."

Everyone sat on the table. Grandpa Cheng, eldest son and An Jiaye each poured a small glass of white wine. The dishes on the table were filled with vegetables, a pot of local chicken soup in the middle, cold-mixed eggs, lean peppers, spicy and sour lotus root diced, fried eggs with green onions, steamed braised fish, coriander-mixed beef, steamed ham sausages, etc., a table of dishes were filled with dishes.

An Jiaye and his son have not eaten such a sumptuous meal for a long time. It can even be said that they have never even had a decent meal. Since the divorce, the father and son have been busy farming together. An Jiaye also has to help Zhang Laibao from time to time. He is nourishing his body and cannot be tired.

Every day, except for farming, I want to have a good rest for the rest of my time. I also want to cook as much as I can. Fortunately, Anjiaye has been doing this for so many years. If there are no women in the house, I won’t be panicked.

"Home business, eat more, Kaikai, pick up food by yourself, don't be polite, just like at your own home."

Cheng Wenlian's father advised him to chat with An Jiaye. Cheng Wenlian had nothing to drink in the afternoon and chatted with An Xia.

"Brother of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, how does it feel to be a village chief?"

Cheng Wenlian smiled bitterly, "Before I was, I thought it would be great to be a village chief and could still show my ambitions. After working for this period, I realized that the village chief was very responsible. At the beginning, I wanted to repair the reservoir and raise fish, but now I looked at it, it was just a good wish. I had no money on it. I had no way to think about it myself, and I had nothing in the village and couldn't get money.

And even if we ask everyone to raise funds and raise money, what if we lose money, what if the time is not good, what if the fish gets sick or gets water and runs away, all kinds of troubles make me dare not act rashly.

There are many meetings from above every day. When I come back, the village has to accept the spirit of the meeting. After the last heavy rain, the village still has a lot of work and hasn't started. In addition, this family fights from time to time and is arguing about it. I feel like I haven't done anything every day, and half of the time has passed."

An Xia smiled, "Brother of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, you can say this, which means that you have already understood the work of the village chief. The matter of managing a village is too numerous and complicated. Our village has no resources, and there is nothing but a backer. A large reservoir also requires a lot of investment.

I don’t think I can take too much steps. If I invest in the reservoir all at once, I really can’t afford so much money. I can start from other aspects.”

Cheng Wenlian's heart moved and his eyes stared at An Xia, "Do you have any solutions? Tell me."

"I have no choice but to do anything about the whole village. I just have an idea about my fourth uncle."

When An Xia mentioned him, An Jiaye looked at An Xia.

"Uncle, I actually have an idea when I come back this time. People in the city are getting better and better. As our lives get better and better, we have more and more money on hand. Everyone wants to buy good things.

For example, the Tremella pearl cream I bought for my sister-in-law this time is a new snowflake cream. A bottle of more than twelve yuan is more than ten times the price compared to that of one or two pieces of snowflake cream."

"This snow cream is so expensive!" Shi Hui shouted. She used 50 cents per day to use clam oil, which was pretty good. One dollar snow cream is the best. She has never used twelve dollar snow cream in her life.

"Yes, I thought it was very expensive when I found out, but the salesperson told me that the best seller at their counter was this silky cream, and the most expensive one sold the fastest and it was often out of stock. What does this mean?"

Cheng Wenlian blinked and stared at An Xia blankly.

"It means that everyone is living a good life now and is willing to spend money. As long as the things are good, you are not afraid of your expensive things. The country has started to develop a market economy in 1989. Our life is still much better than before. There are more vendors selling things in the market. In this way, if you buy mine and I buy yours, the economy is first-class, everyone will have more money on hand. It is urgent to improve their living standards, especially food, clothing, housing and transportation. These are the four basic conditions for survival."

Cheng Wenlian's eyes became brighter and he stopped eating. He pulled An Xia and said, "You should talk to me quickly. It's better to go to the city. He has more knowledge and broader his horizons. What are you going to do?"

"I plan to let my fourth uncle grow economic crops, watermelon after he harvests the rice."

This time, it was An Jiaye's turn to be stunned. He planted it all his life, except for rice, potatoes, and watermelons are fruits. He has never planted this thing before.
Chapter completed!