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Chapter 92 Reviving the Village Style

Chapter 92 Revitalizing the Village Style

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 92 Revitalizing the Village Style

With the help of An Xiaoxiao and the villagers, the county magistrate could only quickly hold the second simple village chief election meeting. There was only one elector who was Uncle An. The gentry simply took the form. The county magistrate was registered and announced in public that Uncle An took over as the village chief of Anjia Village.

The new village chief notice needs to be posted at the entrance of the village for three days. Uncle An Ershi can only officially take over the village chief's work after no objection is raised.

Within these three days, the villagers spontaneously sent gifts to Uncle An's second home to congratulate him. Those with slightly better conditions now slaughtered live chickens and ducks to send them. Those with slightly worse conditions also took out their own rice wine and put them on the doorstep of his house with glutinous rice cakes.

"Take it back, I don't want these things." Uncle An Er refused wave after wave of villagers these days. He was really annoyed, so he could only just pull his face down and be frightened and knock people away. Some villagers listened to their advice and saw that they really didn't accept them and left. Some villagers bent on their heads and argued with Uncle An Er, swearing that the other party would die in his house if they didn't accept them.

"Uncle An Er, please accept it. We have nothing else to mean. We really want to congratulate you."

When An Xiaoxiao stole the two pounds of pork bought from Dawu from the county to Uncle An Er's house, she saw the scene of a big cow keeping stuffing things into Uncle An Er's hand at the door of the farmhouse. He looked left and right and confirmed that there was no one around, then sighed and said, "It's not that I didn't want to vote for you that day, it's really a shame. I know you blame us, but at least you accept the things, it's our wish."

Speaking of this, there was nothing to say about the argument. The thing wrapped in big red paper was tough in his hand. Uncle An was stunned for a moment and took the thing silently.

"Go back." Uncle An Er, who had been planting for most of his life, didn't know what to respond. He loosened his palms and clenched them again and finally reached the other person's shoulder and patted them, and said, "Thank you."

The other party smiled happily and walked back happily. An Xiaoxiao hid in the dark. After confirming that the person was walking away, she slowly walked out with the pork, "Uncle An, congratulations!"

Uncle An was still standing there in a daze. When he saw her coming, he glared at him and pushed the door open and entered the room. An Xiaoxiao followed him happily.

"Look at you, this trouble you have caused me!" Uncle An Er sat on the bench, looked at the gifts piled up all over the ground, and slapped the table in anger. An Xiaoxiao pulled Aunt An Er who poured tea for her and said coquettishly: "It's not my fault."

Aunt An patted her head and gave a blame glance at Uncle An, which made the man roll his eyes in anger, wishing he could pick up An Xiaoxiao and throw it out of the door.

Apart from the medical treatment, An Xiaoxiao rarely comes to Uncle An’s farmhouse. This time she had a rare time. Aunt An personally cooked, and three people and four dishes were served, and she drank slowly with a pot of wine.

"Uncle An Er, what are your plans next?" An Xiaoxiao poured a cup of tea for Aunt An Er, raised the wine glass and touched Uncle An Er, and directly raised his head and drank it.

The rice wine brewed by the farmers is of high purity and strong wine. When they sip, the throat is hot, and a heat rises all over their body. After a few slight blows, An Xiaoxiao's cheeks turn red.

"Drink slowly, my daughter is from the family." Uncle An frowned, knocked down An Xiaoxiao and continued to touch the wine pot, and pondered: "No need to worry now. The county magistrate will bring people to liquidate in two days. After the liquidation is completed, I will discuss the follow-up matters with the county magistrate."

After the village chief An and Cuicui were arrested, except for the land and real estate left in the village to be redistributed, the gold, silver and jewelry hidden in the family had to be liquidated and confiscated. However, considering that most of his money came to plunder the villagers, the county magistrate specially wrote a letter to ask for instructions, leaving some of his assets as allowances to subsidize Anjia Village.

"The county magistrate is a good official." Village Chief An sincerely praised him when he thought of this. An Xiaoxiao agreed with this. After all, not all local officials can withstand such troubles.

"Why are Dawu and Xiao Jiang not here?" Aunt An picked up food for An Xiaoxiao, as if she was remembering something, and suddenly smiled: "There is also the girl Rong the day before yesterday. She looked at her. She wasn't from our Anjia Village, right?"

"She now lives in Daoxiang Village." An Xiaoxiao explained with a smile, "Jiang Chao sent her back to the village, and Dawu went back to see Shu Yue and the others. He hadn't seen him for so long, and he was almost dying."

"Take them here for fun another day, your second uncle misses them the most." Aunt An sneer blinked at An Xiaoxiao thief with teasing. Uncle An sneer coughed uncomfortably, put down the cup as if he was serious. He turned his head and said, "I didn't say this."

The three of them were talking and laughing. After almost half an hour of eating, An Xiaoxiao helped Aunt An clean the dishes and chopsticks, clean up the tabletop, and rushed to the inn.

The weather is still a little cold now. The doctor left early and the inn was unattended. He had to close the door in time. When An Xiaoxiao rushed back to the inn, she saw a long back squatting in the inn. She breathed deeply and slowed down, "Jiang Chao, you don't say anything when you come back, it makes me run so anxious."

"The path I took was earlier than before." Jiang Chao smiled and explained again: "Dawu said he would stay in Daoxiang Village for a few more days, and ask me to come back and talk to you."

An Xiaoxiao said oh, as if she was expecting. The two little ones who haven't seen Dawu for a long time, probably pestered him and refused to let him come back. It's okay recently, so it's okay to stay for a few more days.

The two of them were speechless. Jiang Chao ignored her, lowered his head and drank a few glasses of wine. After raising his eyes, he saw An Xiaoxiao standing still in place. He was surprised for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Why haven't Miss An yet rested?"

"Do you know the judgment issued by Jiang Chao and Village Chief An yesterday?" An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said.

"I don't know." Jiang Chao shook his head and poured himself another glass of wine, "I don't care about this."

"Cuicui sentenced to exile for five years. Village Chief An should have been beheaded, but was later sentenced to exile for ten years." An Xiaoxiao said lightly: "An Qilin was adopted by the squire in the town."

Jiang Chao nodded and expressed his awareness. He pondered for a moment and said, "It should be the gentry who dealt with it and saved the life of Village Chief An."

The power of county officials is not big or small. If you say it’s big, you have to write a letter to liquidate a property. If you say it’s small, even the death row prisoners dare to change it to exile.

An Xiaoxiao shrugged and did not comment on this.

"Miss An, rest early." Jiang Chao finished his last glass of wine, cleaned up the table, got up and walked towards the backyard. An Xiaoxiao looked at him silently.

As he was about to wipe himself, An Xiaoxiao suddenly reached out and threw something at Jiang Chao, "Take it, I may not be able to pick it up next time."

Jiang Chao reached out to catch it, spread his palms and saw that it was the whistle that An Xiaoxiao gave to him when Rong Niang first came to Anjia Village.

"I picked it up in Lai Hunzi's house." An Xiaoxiao smiled. She stared at Jiang Chao's face and raised the corner of her mouth, "After the young wife died, you went to Lai Hunzi's house alone, before me."
Chapter completed!
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