Chapter Two Thousand and Two Mantou

The shopkeeper has three children. The eldest child and the grandfather are looking after the house. The two younger ones are six years old and five years old. After taking the buns, they stuffed them in their mouths.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Jiang Xiaoye held the kettle and reminded with a smile.

"It's not new year, we can't eat this thing."

The shopkeeper sighed, tore a piece and bit in his mouth, as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

The people in this era are too poor. Jiang Xiaoye knows this very well. He nodded and said: "From now on, come to our Lugu Village often, and the living standard will be better. You are the first trader who came to our village when I took over. I will order any small things you need."

A small mobile shop!

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled, so that would be great, and their lives will be easier in the future.

Jiang Xiaoye was busy.

Until noon, Jiang Xiaoye looked at the sky and yelled: "Big guy, let’s eat. If you need something after dinner, go to the shopkeeper to see. Whoever orders something, don’t eat first, go and order it first. Take things away, and order them again if they are needed. From now on, the salesman will come every two days."

Ten minutes earlier, these people are working too hard, and Lugu Village is doing the same every day.

In a month, Lugu Village will be completely new!

"Eat buns!"

"Hurry up, let's get a bun, don't run out!"

"All of them, as Secretary Xiao Ye ordered, taste them one by one."

"I heard that Secretary Xiao Ye will move to a new house this afternoon, it's great!"

"Who said that?"

"What Xiaoya said must not be faked, and we are going to live in a new house soon!"

Lugu Village is full of vitality, and the people in the Xiaohe family brigade will be envious of them. Even if they are full, they still steamed buns for more than two thousand people?

"Secretary He, the secretary wants you to pick up the steamed buns from Xiaohe's brigade, one for each person, regardless of whether it is an adult or a child." Song Yue greeted him when he came to him.

Secretary He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up, and whispered: "Are we these people, or are they the owners of the brigade?"

"Of course everyone in the Xiaohe family brigade has said that regardless of whether it is an adult or a child, Secretary He, you can quickly get it. It's best when it's hot."

Song Yue smiled and pointed to the distance.

"Okay, ah, okay, the peasants have a good life!" Secretary He sighed. A few days ago, he was still worried about food. Now, not only can he eat, everyone has food, everyone has it. Work and earn money, and you can eat meat and steamed buns.

Jiang Xiaoye personally prepared buns for Secretary He.

"Secretary Xiao Ye, thank you!" Secretary He stopped calling Comrade Jiang. He was really grateful to Jiang Xiaoye and brought the Xiao He family team out of the predicament.

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said, "You are welcome, I also want to thank you Xiaohe's team for opening up wasteland for us and making mud bricks, which has also accelerated our progress a lot."

Batches of mud bricks from the Xiaohe family brigade arrived, speeding up the progress of Lugu Village.

Xiaoya took two steamed buns, gnawed with one hand, held the other hand to Jiang Xiaoye, Jiang Xiaoye took it, looked at the little fingerprint on the steamed bun, rolled her eyes and said, "Wash your hands next time, look at this dirty!"

There are fingerprints on the steamed buns.

"My elder sister said it's okay to eat and it's okay." Xiaoya looked at her hand and mumbled.

"When did I say it?"

The eldest sister came over, the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, and she obviously did a lot of work.

"That's what mom said..." Xiaoya hid behind Jiang Xiaoye with a guilty conscience and continued to eat steamed buns. Xiaopang ran around the crowd, yelling, and after waiting for a long time, no one gave it a bite.

No one was willing to throw away some steamed buns, but Jiang Xiaoye tore off the fingerprints and threw them to Xiaopang.

"Xiao Ye, did we move this afternoon? Not so good? You are the secretary of the village. No one else has moved into the new house. We will move into the new house first. If this spreads, we will be talked about."

The eldest sister is very worried about this problem. As a party member, as a village cadre, she was the first to live in a new house. After all, it is not good to spread it out.

"It's okay, don't worry about this."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about this at all. Seeing that Xiaoya had finished eating her own buns, handed her what was left in her hand, turned her head and gestured to the house in the distance, and said, "Look at the village and start organizing batches of buns. I moved in, and the weather is getting colder and colder. No one will say anything. Moreover, every family pays for the construction of the house. I paid the previous money. Who will say anything."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about this at all!

If anyone finds fault with this, then it really happens to take the family directly to Zhongjing to live a good life.

However, no one would trouble him, whether it was the commune, the county, or the city, the Su family behind him could be said to be a mountain, and no one would offend him.

What's more, it's such a trivial hour. If anyone finds such troubles, they will probably be educated afterwards.

"Sister, I want to live in a new home!"

Xiaoya has just studied for herself where she wants to live at home, and she has to raise a few chickens, a few ducklings, etc. Now the house is really too crowded. The educated youths and several children are crowded In Jiang Xiaoye's room.

Simply Jiang Xiaoye's room is not too small.

After half an hour.

"After the meal, those who are going to return to Meng'an County, now prepare. We will send you back with a cart directly. You will clean up first and leave at one o'clock!"

Jiang Xiaoye began to shout.

I was allowed to leave after eating, but there was still a car unloading, all the personal belongings of those wealthy children, one by one moved to their own tent.

Moreover, Su Can has not yet returned.

Soon, a blue Mercedes came back, and a big car followed behind him. Jiang Xiaoye swept away his energy and was speechless. He always felt that something was wrong, why it took so long, it turned out...

A car of furniture!

"A rural house, is this to give me the comfort of a villa?" Jiang Xiaoye prefers the old-fashioned ones, which can remind him of his childhood, but Su Can obviously bought the best one.

Moreover, these things are probably only bought by relationships.

Brand new old-fashioned sofas, mahogany furniture, nanmu clocks, chairs, beds, and even spring mattresses. Where did Su Can find these things?

In the past 78 years, these things belong to the top luxury goods.

Unless it is a big city like Shanghai, there will be many such things. Of course, the consumption there is also quite high, and they are all rich people.

"Secretary Xiao Ye! Secretary Xiao Ye come and see!"

"This is furniture!"

"So beautiful!"

The sound of the car was very quiet, many people saw it, and immediately gathered around to watch the excitement.