Xie Dewen glared at her eyes: "This is not OK."

"Why can't it work? They naturally cannot distribute food after leaving Xiejiazhuang." Xie Deren was dissatisfied and immediately retorted.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Xie Dewen's face: "Is this true kindness and righteousness, not false kindness?"

"Benevolence, benevolence?" Xie Deren's face turned red and almost turned into a pig's liver. "Since these refugees have left Xiejiazhuang, where can they still benevolence?"

"Zi Ai, what's the difference between doing this and not giving rice?" Xie Dewen said coldly with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Xie Deshu immediately jumped out and mixed: "Zi Ai, this is to make up for the broken sheep, it's so good to be separated."

"Zi Ai, business is unsuccessful, not to mention that they are working in Xiejiazhuang, and they are also paying it out at one time, and they have gained a good reputation." Xie Deyi came out at this time and comforted her with kind words.

Xie Dezhi also nodded: "The patriarch is right, I support me."

"I support it too." Xie Deli also spoke out at this time.

Hearing the other elders speak one after another, Xie Deren had to sit down and drink tea in a depressed mood.

Xie Dewen nodded, stroked his beard, and smiled: "Since all the elders agree, act immediately and do not make any mistakes."

In Chengdu Valley, the sound of the gongs in Zhangjiazhuang's hospital guards left, and the gongs in Xiejiazhuang's hospital guards rang again.

"After hearing this, Xiejiazhuang gave you ten kilograms of rice to each person, cleared the sewage from the sun ditch, and converted the shack into thatched houses."

Xie Funiu's eyes widened and almost saw it from his socket.

Xie Gui's mouth almost couldn't close and could stuff a duck egg into it.

Xie Chong licked his dry lips, couldn't believe his ears, and said with difficulty: "I heard it right, did you? Did the sun come out from the west?"

"Little patriarch, why did Xie Jiazhuang do this?" Xie Gui, who came back to his senses, asked in confusion.

Xie Qi is the son of the patriarch. This time he bravely led them to the government for help. These people called him the little patriarch.

Xie Qi smiled sarcastically: "It's very simple, isn't there any nursery rhymes? They feel guilty."

This nursery rhyme was actually compiled by him, and he vented his strong dissatisfaction with Xiejiazhuang.

He used to dare not let boys sing, but now he has the government as his backer and has a household registration solution, and has a way to make a living, so he can let them sing with confidence.

"Little patriarch, what should we do?" Xie Jiu was a little moved. He wanted to see Xie Qi's opinions.

Xie Qi thought for a moment and then said, "Dalang, they should have dealt with the sewage ditch, and rice can only be regarded as a small compensation. As for the shack, do you still want to stay here?"

"Little patriarch, the villain understands that rice can be taken, so just forget about the renovated thatched hut. Anyway, there are all ravines here, and there is no way out." Xie Chong thought for a while and agreed with Xie Qi's statement.

Xie Jiu thought about it and showed a reluctant expression on his face: "If I didn't move, it would be great to be here."

"Are you still reluctant to give up on this sewage ditch?" Xie Qi smiled jokingly.

Xie Jiu nodded, scanned the layers of shacks and thatched huts around him, and greeted his acquaintances.

He turned around, sighed heavily, and couldn't help but say, "Class leader, after all, he lived here for almost a year, and was very familiar with the people here, and he didn't know what the new place was, so he seemed to have no background."

Xie Jiunian has big teeth. Although he is only in his early forties, he looks in his early fifties, has a lot of wrinkles on his forehead, and some gray hair.

Xie Qi shook his head, it seemed that he was old and a little conservative.

"Dalang, where is the official position?" Xie Qi did not answer, but instead asked a question.

Xie Jiu didn't know why he asked this, so he had to answer: "Little patriarch, the government is in Zhaojiazhuang Town."

When Xie Qi saw that this elm was not enlightened, he wanted to slap him and let him wake up.

But this person is ten years older than him and is honest, so Xie Qi had to retract his hand that he was about to stretch out.

"The government is in Zhaojiazhuang Town," Xie Qi held back his anger and said as calmly as possible on his face, "The government wants to set up a small government here."

"Little government?" Xie Jiu scratched his head and asked blankly, "What kind of government government?"

"It's the head of the pavilion, isn't this an official or something?" Xie Qi wanted to call him with one goal, but when he thought that the other party was older than him, he had to patiently say, "Chief Huang and others have helped so much in Chengdu Valley, have you forgotten?"

"That's right, Chief Huang Ting not only handled the water fight, but also asked the black households in Chengdu Valley and Zhangjiazhuang to go to the households, distributed rice, and repaired houses for shacks. I heard that the road was also needed to be built." Xie Fu, who was next to him, nodded quickly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Since I was grateful, I felt a little more afraid.

Not only did they distribute food and clothing, they also made great moves when the two farms fought over water.

Although they don’t have many people, the other party has horses and is even more capable, which makes the Xiejiazhuang guards suffer.

Xie Yong came out at this time, bowed to Xie Qi, and asked in confusion: "Little patriarch, the villain is confused? Why should the chief move over and be next to the government?"

"Is the government good to Chengdu Valley?" Xie Qi looked at him like an idiot and asked faintly.

Xie Yong's pupils shrank and his face tightened: "The government is indeed good, but I heard that the officials are scared. For example, in Chengdu, villains are afraid of seeing the messenger. When they fight, even the guards are not their opponents."

"That is the government in other places," Xie Qi shook his head and said very peacefully, "but this is the government in Zhaojiazhuang Town, it is different. They are really good for the people. Haven't you seen it yet?"

"That's the beginning, I wonder what will happen in the future?" Xie Yong's face was still a little worried, and his neck was shrunk.

Xie Qi stepped forward and patted Xie Yong on the shoulder, with a relaxed smile on his face: "What is the official government of Zhaojiazhuang Town called it? It is called the convenience service center. What does it mean? Zhaojiazhuang Town does practical things for us ordinary people."

"Little patriarch, the villain is working in Zhangjiazhuang and comes back to live, I wonder if it's okay?" Xie Yuan looked at Zhangjiazhuang, looked back at the place, and said with a little embarrassed look on his face, "Xiejiazhuang said that the shack can be built into thatched huts."

Xie Yuan has a bit of a treacherous image, is very timid, always honest, about thirties, and looks like he is in his forties.

"Shiwulang, do you like to live in the county or in the countryside?" Xie Qi looked at him like an idiot and asked patiently.

Xie Yuan was even more embarrassed, and his face almost turned into a pig's liver.

He rubbed his hands, looked at his short-clothed brown cloth, and said embarrassedly: "Little patriarch, the villain is just a pure country bumpkin, how can he afford to live in the county town?"

He has changed his clothes now, no longer a rotten strand of clothes, and it feels much warmer than before, but the inferiority in his bones still exists.

"Shiwulang, don't avoid my question and answer directly. If you have this ability, would you like the county town or the countryside?" Xie Qi asked with a bright look on his eyes and staring at him.

"This, this." Xie Yuan rubbed his hands again and said stammeringly, "Little patriarch, if you have that condition, the villain will of course want to be in the county town."

"Tell you, the difference between Zhangjiazhuang and Chengdu Valley in the future is the difference between county towns and countryside." Xie Qi said calmly with a faint smile on his face.

Xie Yuan's pupils shrank and he took a few steps back.

He couldn't believe his ears, and his head turned into a slap: "Little patriarch, Zhangjiazhuang has actually become a county town, and the villain can't believe it."

"That is, if you have the most hope of becoming a county town, of course it is Xiejiazhuang. Isn't it a painting of ink?" Xie Yong said with complex feelings.

On the one hand, they hated Xiejiazhuang's cruel exploitation, but on the other hand, they were envious and even jealous of Xiejiazhuang.

"Xiejiazhuang is indeed like an ink painting," Xie Qi smiled sarcastically, "What is Zhaojiazhuang Town? It is not only full of spiritual energy, but also called a paradise on earth. Are the two comparable?"

"Little patriarch, Zhangjiazhuang may become more and more beautiful in the future, but it is unlikely to become Zhaojiazhuang Town." Xie Yuan opened his mouth wide and almost couldn't close it, and he could almost stuff a duck egg into it.

"Zhaojiazhuang was not like Zhangjiazhuang before, but Zhaojiazhuang is now a paradise on earth." Xie Qi glanced at him more and more, waved his right hand, "Now Zhaojiazhuang has set up an official government, school, and clinic here, and has set up many workshops, and built roads, which is to turn Xiehe Pavilion into the second Zhaojiazhuang. This is an opportunity. Even if you want to go there in the future, you will not have this opportunity."

"Thank you, the little patriarch, we are willing to move with you." Everyone was overjoyed and smiled.

But Xie Chang's eyebrows and eyes were tightly locked together, and his face was condescending and worried: "Little patriarch, Xie Jiazhuang has just fought with Zhangjiazhuang for water, and both sides are seriously injured. What should they do if they hold a grudge against us?"

Xie Chang is Xie Jiu's cousin. He looks about forty years old, but he looks old, has a lot of wrinkles on his face, and a small amount of gray hair.

"Fighting water to fight?" Xie Qi nodded and Longnan asked, "Is it a fight in Xiejiazhuang or a fight in Chengdu Valley?"

"Of course it was Xiejiazhuang fighting for water, but Chengdu Valley also participated, and most of the guards were from Chengdu Valley." When Xie Jiu said this, my frowns appeared deeper on my brows.

Xie Qi smiled out a smile on his lips and asked lightly: "Who initiated the fight?"

"It was indeed initiated by Xiejiazhuang." Xie Jiu smiled bitterly, "Zhangjiazhuang must record this account book on the people of Chengdu Valley, after all, our surname is Xie."

"Zhangjiazhuang is mainly targeted at the people in Xiejiazhuang, and they know this in their hearts." Xie Qi asked with a faint smile, "Do you know why you have to fight some time ago?"

"Of course it's for fighting, otherwise how could there be a fight?" Xie Jiu didn't understand why he asked such an extremely simple question.

Xie Qi smiled out a smile: "We are here, should we go to the workshop or farm?"

"Yes, Zhaojiazhuang has to run many workshops here, of course I have entered the workshop." Xie Jiu thought about it and finally answered.

Xie Qi smiled faintly on his face: "Since he is entering the workshop and not farming, will he still compete for water with them?"

"Thank you, the little patriarch, the villain understands." Xie Jiu scratched his head and replied embarrassedly.

Xie Qi actually doesn't know much about workshops, and workshops also need water, but workshops use relatively little water, and some workshops almost do not use water, such as fairy furnaces, fairy charcoal and fairy cement workshops.

"Thank you, the leader." Xie Fu and Xie Gui looked at each other, nodded, and said solemnly, "We won't live in the poor mountain valley, and we will move into the house built by the government in the future."

"Little patriarch, when will I start working?" Xie Jiu rubbed his hands and asked with a somewhat awkward expression.

Although the others didn't say anything, they also looked expectant in their eyes.

"Good question." Xie Qi nodded and said to the people present: "I just informed the government that Zhaojiazhuang has started to build workshops, and the government is also building a main road. There will be something to survive tomorrow."

Xie Jiu was stunned, opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Is this true? So fast, the villain can't believe it?"

"I know you don't believe it, but this is the truth." Xie Qi glanced at dozens of times present and said excitedly, "Everyone goes back and prepares the basket of poles, machetes, etc., and starts doing things tomorrow."

"That's great," Xie Fu almost jumped up, "I'll go and tell them."

"Let's go together," Xie Qi picked up the gong Huang Dong gave him and began to ring: "When people in Chengdu Valley heard that they had prepared a shoulder pole and a basket of machetes, and where to go to Zhangjiazhuang to do things tomorrow."

About ten days later, Xie Fu, who had been working for a day, returned to the shack home exhausted.

"Official, when will we move?" His wife Xie Ran hesitated for a few times, looked at the wet shack, and finally couldn't help asking.

Several children didn't see him coming forward. Some climbed onto his back, some hugged his thighs, some hugged his arms, and some even climbed onto his shoulders.
Chapter completed!