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Chapter 259 Sin 19

The two of them were tit-for-tat, and they both wanted to take their brothers and their families out, and take the people in the village to go for wealth, and for their own family.

Among them, Zhang Wenzuo is really poor now, and only the money he saved in the past few years is left. Now he is preparing to make selfless contributions, and for that breath.

As for Zheng Liang, that's simple. In places like construction sites, workers are money. A group of people tied together can do things that they could not have done before.

He also wanted to take everyone to the rich, but he chose to be at the construction site.

The two of them are also tit-for-tat.

The village chief next to him, who was a witness, walked over tremblingly, holding two grass in his hand, and he watched the two of them wave to them.

"Come here, it's the most fair thing to draw lots. Whoever catches the long sign will be the head and brings everyone rich. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, the fate of the village will be left to you. But if you do something embarrassing and unethical, don't blame me for digging your ancestral grave." The old man said bad things first.

This is something that must be said, and it is very important. He looked at the person in front of him with a bright look.

Zhang Wenzuo stared at his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I've never thought about anything else. Our village is so poor that it's over. If you don't go out, I'm afraid that everyone will lose their fortunes and no one will burn incense in the ancestral graves in the future."

His words resonate with people. When those who went out left the village, many of them came to visit graves on important festivals. Many of them had moved graves, and some of them had their ancestral graves growing grass and no one took care of them.

I also need the village chief to help clean it up.

But the village chief is not young anymore, so who knows when he will go there?

Zhang Wenzuo's words made everyone feel very aware of it.

As for Zheng Liang, it was simple, he smiled.

"My connections are good now. It's difficult for everyone to get rich after following me for a while, but it's okay to pay a down payment in three to five years."

He is the more realistic one.

If these two people were to be seen by people nowadays, they would prefer Zheng Liang.

But the two of them still had to draw lots after all, and they never used elections.

The village chief was also cautious. There were once black-hearted people in their village. He had become rich in ten years, but he cheated everyone and ran away by himself.

Such things are really unethical, and they were more than a hundred years ago.

The village has not recovered for a hundred years because of this incident.

Now, the choice of the village this time is also the primary event.

The old village chief didn't say much and raised his hand.

"Pump." Both of them took deep breaths, which was a matter that determined their destiny.

Zheng Liang reached out and pulled out a grass stem from the village chief's hand.

The grass stems are not long, but no one knows whether they are long or short.

At this time, Zhang Wenzuo also reached out to pull out a grass stem.

By this comparison, everyone found that Zhang Wenzuo's grass stem was longer.

There is almost no need to compare too much.

The old village chief took back his clenched fist and wiped his right hand silently on his pants.

"Okay, Zhang Wenzuo will be your head in the future. You must remember that these ten years are just to make you all unite, and you must find the right path and be rich." The old village chief gave a last explanation and looked back at Zheng Liang who was unwilling to accept it.

Still left.

Zheng Liang looked at the grass stem in his hand, it was just a piece of grass. He was unwilling to give up and felt uncomfortable. Look at Zhang Wenzuo again.

Suddenly, he was very cruel: "I quit. My interpersonal relationships and resources are now better than him, a loser, and I don't want to be a loser."

After saying that, he turned around and left, regardless of what others said.

After hearing his words, everyone else was confused. They didn't know how to keep them. After all, they were all following the rules and were willing to accept the loss.

Only the old village chief left so casually that he even saw it as if he hadn't heard it.

But people certainly didn't see the traces on his legs, and there were a little bit of green branches and leaves where he just wiped his hands, and they didn't see the stone, half of the grass stem that the old village chief quietly threw away.

That's right, these two grass stems were originally the same long, and the real candidate was decided by the village chief.

This is an ancient method in the village and has continued to this day.

The first option to choose a person may not be ability, but... character.

After all, if the ten-year agreement is not good, it will be another disaster for him to leave the village at that time. If the candidate really does happen if the disaster a hundred years ago is the same thing as the one that happened a hundred years ago.

The village is gone.

All the efforts of the last generation were in vain.

Ten years are enough to waste too much.

The old man gritted his teeth. He knew that this was unfair to Zheng Liang, but he knew that it was too dangerous to let Zheng Liang take the lead.

Moreover, he had wiped out his spirituality at a construction site, leaving only the bureaucratic ones.

The thing they come into contact with the most is that set of things, they need to be flexible.

The old man didn't leave, just left.

Behind him, Zheng Liang left angrily.

The people who stayed stood neatly in front of Zhang Wenzuo, and roared respectfully and chaotic: "Put your head!"

Although the sound was very chaotic and there was no momentum, they had never exercised.

But that's enough.

At this time, Zhang Wenzuo seemed to have changed. From then on, he was not alone in his back, but the last dozen strong laborers in the village.

"Don't worry, I will take you and our village forward. If you can't get rich."

"I will give it to my brothers for more than 100 pounds." His voice was a little hoarse.

Everyone was waiting for his orders. Even if he went through fire and water, he had to grit his teeth and move forward. No one of the people who had ever died when they were in the world, these people are now ready to lick blood from the knife.

I am not afraid of death. As long as I agree to choose a leader, my life will be hung in the ancestral hall, and the tablet will be prepared recently. From now on, I will be placed in front of my ancestors. If anyone dies, I will be directly placed upwards and will be worshipped by incense from now on. People in the village will offer him incense and enjoy everyone's worship for generations.

Now, there are hundreds of tablets on this tablet with this special era.

They all sacrificed their lives for the village, and they might not even have children.

Now, these people are ready.

And Zhang Wenzuo must lead them to success.

Now, people stand before him with a heavy responsibility.

For him, the responsibility is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Without any hesitation, he looked at everyone and said, "Everyone goes back to clean up, get the money out, everyone goes to eat something good, don't be stingy, organize a dinner party."
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