The old village chief stroked his beard happily, and his old face showed genuine joy: "But your family cannot contribute all of this money, and my family will also contribute a share."
The old village chief's family "joined" the tofu business and earned more than twenty taels of money in half a year. If the Song family had not stepped forward, the old village chief would have used part of his family's income in the past six months to build an ancestral hall.
"And me and me, including my family!"
Song Baotian waved his hands vigorously and yelled with all his strength: "My ancestors saw that I paid for it, so they might bless my family more, hehe!"
The villagers laughed and cursed: "You are the only one who knows how to scheme!"
Other families in the tofu business, including Zhou Taohua and Yang Cuilian, also expressed their willingness to share the money and contribute to rebuilding the ancestral hall, a major event for the whole village.
Although the Song family decided to bear all the costs of rebuilding the ancestral hall, other families were willing to pay, so they had no reason to object. After all, this was a major event for the whole village, and it was not their family that had the final say.
Zhou Taohua and Yang Cuilian were not from the Song clan. In the end, the old village chief did not let them pay. He just wrote down other people who were willing to pay and asked them to send the money to him after the year. The amount depends on the amount.
they themselves.
When the time comes, you can do whatever you want with how much money you have. If you have more money, just build a grand ancestral hall. If you have less money, just build a smaller tile-roofed house that can hold the memorial tablets of your ancestors.
The matter of rebuilding the ancestral hall was settled, and then came the matter of selecting the successor village chief.
Before the villagers could say their favorite successor to the village head, the old village head suddenly looked in the direction of the Song family and said with a smile: "The old man thinks that the Five Blessings are good. He gave us a lot of good suggestions on the way to escape. Let's avoid it."
In the face of danger, people are honest and fair, without those fancy thoughts."
Song Wufu, who was not interested in the position of village chief at all, unexpectedly won the favor of the old village chief. He was dumbfounded for a moment and kept refuting: "No, no, no, I'm almost pregnant with my great-grandson, and I don't have the energy to be the village chief.
It's better to choose a young man, there are many good young men in our village, so a bad old man like me is more suitable!"
The rest of the Song family did not expect this from the old village chief, but they all found it quite interesting. They all looked at the old man with smiles on their faces to see how he rejected the old village chief's deep trust.
"You are a generation younger than the old man. If the old man can be the village chief, what can't you do?"
The old village chief had a look that would not allow him to refuse, as if he would give up the village chief's position to him on the spot: "Your body and bones are much stronger than the old man's, and it won't be a problem to live for more than ten years. Then whoever you like will be chosen by you."
Just throw this guy out again!"
Song Wufu was speechless. These words made the village chief's position look like a bad guy who was despised by everyone.
Before he could say his refusal again, the old village chief looked at the villagers who were looking at each other: "Do you think the five blessings are suitable? If you think it is not suitable, just name the person you think is suitable."
The villagers looked at each other again, and it was Song Baotian who jumped out first: "I agree, I agree, I agree with Uncle Wufu being the village chief. The younger generation of our village is not enough, and Uncle Wufu is just right!"
Under his guidance, other villagers also responded: "Yes, yes, just like the old village chief said, Uncle Wufu is talented and virtuous, and he will definitely make our village better and better. There is no more suitable candidate than him."
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Uncle Wufu is a bit henpecked and has been suppressed by his aunt all his life, but other than this, he really can't find any major faults.
What's more, Xi Yatou is his granddaughter. In the future, if the villagers have big or small matters that require him to come forward to deal with the government, wouldn't it be more convenient to have Xi Yatou's relationship?
There are people in the village who are more prestigious than Uncle Wu Fu, but unfortunately they have no promising children and grandchildren. Taking a closer look, Uncle Wu Fu is the most suitable.
"No, no, this won't work. How can I be so virtuous and capable..."
Song Wufu was "struggling to the death", trying his best to turn off this difficult and thankless job. He couldn't help but look at the children and grandchildren around him, urging them to quickly find excuses to help him shirk it.
"Dad, since everyone approves of you, you should take over the responsibility of the village chief and let the old village chief rest in peace." Song Cai saw the excitement and did not mind it was a big deal, looking at his old father with some schadenfreude.
"You bastard, shut up!"
Song Wufu glared at him fiercely, then looked eagerly at his wife and granddaughter beside him: "You two, please have a word."
Grandfather and grandson looked at each other and said in unison: "I think it's pretty good!"
Song Wufu's vision went dark, and he wished he had never been here before.
With everyone's unanimous approval, the old village chief spoke solemnly and officially recognized Song Wufu as the next village chief.
However, Song Wufu didn't want to take over so soon and asked that the ancestral hall be built and the ancestors' memorial tablets be invited before talking.
The old village chief readily agreed and said a lot of encouraging words.
When he got home, Song Wufu complained a lot, obviously he really didn't want to be the village chief.
Zhang Xiaomei said in a rare moment of comfort: "It's okay. You can stay here for a year and a half, then find a suitable person later and throw him out like the old village chief. You are not necessarily allowed to stay in this position for ten or eight years.
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Song Wufu's eyes were sad: "The old village chief is only four or five years older than me. He looks fifteen years older than me. Isn't it just because he has worked so hard for our village? If I become the village chief, I will age faster in the future."
, don’t you dislike me even more?”
Zhang Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and then she said in disbelief: "Is this why you don't want to be the village chief?"
"Ang, if not for this, what else could I do for?"
Song Wufu scratched his head and walked around anxiously: "There are no big things in the village, and there are no trivial things. When I think about worrying about these trivial things all day long, I feel like I have no hope for the rest of my life!"
Zhang Xiaomei's expression softened, she held his hand and walked to the bedside to sit down: "Don't worry, isn't there me? Whose sister-in-law and daughter-in-law are quarreling and getting into trouble, I'm the best at solving the problem, so I won't annoy you.
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Song Wufu looked touched: "Little sister, the greatest blessing in my life is to marry you!"
Zhang Xiaomei said proudly: "You married me because you, the old Song family, have been burning the incense for eight lifetimes!"
Song Wufu flattered him: "Yes, yes, yes, when the ancestral hall is built, I will burn incense for my ancestors every day, and I will be husband and wife with you in the next life!"
Zhang Xiaomei glared at him with a smile on her face: "It's easy for you!"
Outside the door, the brothers and sisters-in-law were lying on the door and eavesdropping. Seeing that it was quiet inside and there was no fight, they actually showed a look of regret: "Dad has been holding back his anger and can't let it out. It seems like
It’s my mother who has the upper hand.”
If the old lady is at a disadvantage, she will definitely make a big fuss.
Song Xixi, who was watching, was speechless: It’s not that the whole family doesn’t come into the house, it’s that there is no normal person in the family if they are weird!