Chapter 1193 The Hope and Pride of the Whole Village

Don’t forget the well digger when you are drinking water.

For the old and young men in Liyuan Village, the old Wu family at the entrance of the village is their well digger.

All the able-bodied laborers in the village who could go out went to work through the labor export channels built that year.

As for the old, weak, sick and disabled who can't go out, they are not idle either. They start a farmhouse, and the income is no different from working outside.

In this way, life will naturally get better and better.

With a steady stream of income, the women who married into Liyuan Village felt confident enough to return to their parents' families.

Occasionally, people from other villages will inevitably feel envious and jealous: Isn’t it just that I hugged the lap of the old Wu family in your village?

However, at this time, the women who return to their parents' homes often puff up their chests and become even more proud: What, if you have the ability, you can try to hold one?

Of course, when Wu Tao was walking on the cement road in the village, no girl dared to come over and hug his thigh.

But when walking on the scattered roads in the village, I always bump into a pretty girl at a corner inadvertently. I have been waiting for a long time, but I pretend to meet again unexpectedly and take the opportunity to say Just a few words.

Such casual encounters happened again and again, and as more and more things were carried on his shoulders and in his hands, Song Guanghui also understood: "Boss, are these little girls doing this on purpose?"

In fact, Wu Tao already knew it in his heart, but as soon as Song Guanghui, a rough man, said it, his feelings suddenly changed.

Wandering all the way to the village branch, Wu Tao saw Gao Jinda and Lao Ding coming towards them from a distance with smiles on their faces.

The village has developed rapidly in the past few years, which has allowed these two people to hold the top two positions in the village branch for many years.

It's just that the authority of these two people is getting smaller and smaller. For everything in the village, no matter how big or small, they will first go to the old Wu's house at the entrance of the village to vent their anger. As long as there is no objection in the small villa, Gao Jinda will say through the loudspeaker that he got the old Wu's house. support.

Wu Tao guessed that this was probably how his mother got her position as director of women's affairs.

When communicating with these two mud-legged cadres, Wu Tao didn't speak, just nodded.

Gao Jinda touched the cigarette out of habit, and then stuffed it back in a dignified manner. However, Lao Ding, who was good at his job, started from Wu Binghua and successfully made Wu Tao open his mouth.

Wu Tao just glanced at the newly renovated village branch and had no intention of entering.

Gao Jinda and the other two knew what was going on, and after occupying Wu Tao for three minutes, they decisively said goodbye and left.

After this incident, Wu Tao no longer had the interest to continue strolling to the west end of the village, and turned around and started to head home.

Along the way, Dahei, an old man, had no interest in anything and just walked silently. He was not like the way he was when he was released when he was a child. He even had to take a few sips of cow dung on the roadside.

This dog is getting old after all.

Wu Tao kicked Dahei, only for him to turn around and wag his tail. The warm and affectionate attitude before was gone.

As a result, Song Guanghui saw this and began to recommend to him the rich dogs raised in the city. Wu Tao listened tirelessly and decisively told him to shut up.

Song Guanghui stopped talking, and the world immediately became pure.

On the way back, there were more people walking from house to house, chatting and chatting in the heat, and there were many foreign tourists staying at the farmhouse.

According to this estimate of passenger flow, there will only be a lot more passenger traffic in the coming spring, and the situation of epidemic prevention and health work is really serious.

Gao Jinda is right. In the past few years, Liyuan Village has indeed become well-off.

But there are nearly a hundred families who have built small foreign-style houses. The styles of many houses are modeled on those of vineyards, so that they are well-proportioned and have a pastoral feel.

When passing by the intersection of his third uncle's house, Wu Tao saw Xiao Qi standing there eagerly, holding something uneasily in his hand.

When I took a closer look, I realized it was wine, the home-brewed kind.

Xiao Qi pushed the wine into Wu Tao's arms, blushing and unable to say a word. Xiao Qi was speechless until Ma Xiuqin came over from home.

Wu Tao called Third Aunt from a distance, smiled and patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No... not yet!" Xiao Qi was gradually emboldened by this slap: "I just came back from school, and I haven't had time yet."

He picked up the child and said, "I haven't eaten either. Let's go to my house to eat." After Wu Tao finished speaking, he turned to Ma Xiuqin and said, "Third aunt, please call the second grandfather and third uncle too. My old uncle will be the chef tonight." .”

Ma Xiuqin has been pampered in the past few years, and her philistine attitude has become much lighter. Her smile makes people feel more comfortable, "No, Xiao Tao. Your second grandfather has passed away. Your third uncle and I have both eaten. You can eat Xiao Qi's Just take it with you."

One family does not speak the same language.

Ma Xiuqin's request was extremely natural.

"Okay, let's go first." Wu Tao hugged Xiao Qi and left. After taking two steps, he remembered and turned around and said, "Third Aunt, Guanghui has too many things on him. If you need it, take some back."

Ma Xiuqin glanced at them roughly, then waved her hand and said: "They are all good things, but I can't take them. Everyone is watching them on the road, and everyone is caring. You'd better take them home and take care of them."

Too. Wu Tao nodded, "Then I'll have people deliver the things I brought back from Jinling later."

Putting his arm on Xiao Qi's shoulder, Wu Tao looked very social and chatted with the child. He could only answer questions fluently when he talked about school and study.

This kid is also extremely shy.

If this kind of energy could be shared with Xiao Jiang, it would be perfect.

When we returned to the vineyard, unlike the previous deserted situation, the house was already crowded.

A large group of people were busy preparing dinner in the yard. Wu Tao called all the way over and called his aunt Yao Xiujuan. As his subordinate, he felt a little embarrassed.

When Song Guanghui put down all the local specialties, Zhang Huilan just came over to take a look and walked away without interest.

The second aunt Zhang Xuemei said with a curious look on her face: "Sister, these are all good things. If you don't care about them, we can take them away."

Zhang Huilan waved her hand, "Take it all away, take it all away. What good things has my son not seen?!"

There is nothing wrong with this.

But Wu Tao frowned, "Mom, you obviously don't like it, so is it appropriate to pass the blame to me?"

Zhang Xuemei stuck out her tongue and looked at Wu Tao, meaning: Your mother is like this.

However, Aunt Charlie came over, picked them up one by one, and evaluated them in a professional tone like a businessman. In the end, it confirmed my mother’s conclusion: they were all good things, and she had seen better ones.

He entered the kitchen and exchanged greetings with his uncle. When he turned around and came out again, Wu Tao was surrounded by a group of children.

Zhang Chao, the son of the old uncle's family, Luo Xu from the second aunt's family, and even Zhang Le from the younger aunt's family, all gathered around, shouting from each cousin.

Wu Tao looked around, feeling that something was missing, and then he came back to his senses, "Hey, Mom, where are Xiao Jiang and Hei Dan?"

Zhang Huilan paused, "Those two children are in their first year of high school and are very busy with their studies. They said they won't be able to come back tonight."

Wu Tao touched Xiao Qi's head and said, "Xiao Qi's third grade graduating class is back, they are busy!"

Zhang Huilan couldn't make it up anymore, "It's not because they are afraid of you. They can hide for a while." After saying this, the topic changed, "Come in quickly, your brother-in-law has been here for a long time, and there is no one to accompany him..."