Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

After a month, the road connecting Lingshui Village to Sanhe Town was repaired.

The county grandfather Zuoqiu personally visited the road completion site and presided over the pay distribution ceremony.

Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu also went to work for a few days and received two thousand yuan in total.

The entire road construction project cost a total of two hundred and dozens of dollars.

Except for the one hundred taels that Mr. Xu didn't want, the county government gave out one hundred taels. The rest of the money was divided among the people of Lingshui Village, and the family paid hundreds of taels. And this money, through the work of repairing roads, has been earned again, not to mention, there is still more.

Therefore, all the people in the village clapped and applauded.

Zuoqiu was the magistrate of the county after all. Seeing the joyous scene in front of him, he suddenly had an idea.

When the spring begins next year, Zuoqiu will start bridge and paving projects throughout the county. The county government paid part of the money, the village paid part of the money, the local wealthy households donated some, and then used the method of combining the servant husband and the local villagers to give the money, and successfully completed the road renovation project within the entire county. Wrote a strong stroke for the official evaluation.

Of course, this is something!

After the wages were paid, Zuoqiu met with Mr. Xu again, inexplicably praised Mr. Xu again, and handed in a handwritten "House of Goodness" and presented him to Mr. Xu.

For this, Mr. Xu is naturally grateful.

Although Zuoqiu is only a seventh-rank county magistrate, this one has also made great contributions, and his future is definitely bright.

Even if Mr. Xu is not in officialdom, he knows that Zuoqiu's future is more than that. With Zuoqiu's handwriting, when Zuoqiu's successor and the new county magistrate arrive, one has to take a high look at their old Xu family.

So, Mr. Xu, in a good mood, he instigated the people in the village again to leave the county grandfather Zuoqiu in Lingshui Village for a meal of killing pigs.

The sky is getting colder, and the pigs that have been raised for a year are fattening!

The time to kill the New Year pig may be a little earlier, but today is a good day, who cares?

Of course, the pig that was killed was not raised by the old Xu family.

This pig belongs to the old seven of the village Zhengguan.

Guan Laoqi, who wanted to behave in front of the county magistrate, was a big fat pig who did his part to contribute.

The people in the village ate a meal of slaughtered pigs. Although they dare not say that the meat is enough, at least everyone has the meat, the meaty dishes.

This is one word, beauty!

When the county grandfather Zuoqiu was sent away, Guan Laoqi took the hand of the old man Xu and said, "Brother Xu, you are my noble brother!"

"Old seven brothers, what are you talking about?"

Father Xu waved his hand quickly, "Back then, I dragged the family with my family to our village. If it weren't for your old man to take care of, I wouldn't know where to bury it!"

"When my family built that house, you did a lot of effort. I remember all of these!"

"Hey, Brother Xu, let's not talk about it!"

"In this life, there is no one who can help when in crisis, then help!" Guan Laoqi hiccuped, "I didn't think of anything great in Guan Laoqi's life, but Your big nephew, he can't be unpromising!"

"Let’s study, you can’t get up, and that’s all for so many years!"

"This time, thanks to your elder brother, your eldest nephew entered the county office and became a bookkeeper, so he is a bit promising!"

"All of this is to the detriment of you, brother!" Guan Laoqi grabbed Old Man Xu's hand, gratitude and tears.