Wang Hao's emotion was not unanimously agreed by the three daughters after all. The atmosphere in the car was getting lower and lower, but fortunately, they returned to Lao Yatun in half an hour.

Lao Qing had long been thinking that her daughter would come back, and she was busy with Qingxue's mother. The house was cleaned up inside and out, and it looked like the freshly sprinkled water.

Several people sat on the edge of the small kang, where there was still a hint of warm heat. Qingxue's father kept explaining that the family environment was not rich, and thanked Wang Hao for sending a lot of gifts again.

The lively atmosphere finally ushered in **, and the village chief and the seven aunts and eight aunts of Lao Qing's family came. Everyone gathered together and rejoiced, and began to prepare for a family feast.

The villagers are not stupid, and they come to make up for their popularity. Not only that, but the neighbors also came to take advantage of the joy.

People are like this, yesterday I saw the scenery of the old Qing family out of a big official, but the secretary of the municipal party committee came, I can see it, Qingxue in the family is really the queen now.

The people came and went, and it was the time of the Spring Festival. The news spread quickly, and all the towns and villages were talking about the mutation of Lao Qing's family.

It's amazing, Lao Qing's son-in-law heard that he is a high-ranking official in the province. It is said that at the same level as the provincial governor, the county magistrate didn't speak, and the family was stunned by the county magistrate.

As the saying goes, the seven-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, the county master is a fart, and the one who trained him is still a foreign slave. No matter how you look at it, you have to be a five-grade master.

In this way, Wang Hao is simply the top of the second grade, and it cannot be said that the villagers are pedantic. They still treat officials according to the rank of the previous dynasty.

It was snowing yesterday, and even if it snowed, it didn't seem to matter, and many people took the initiative to clear the snow in the courtyard.

Finally, looking at this small courtyard, which was really a bit restrained, the villagers finally gave up. Directly began to clean the street in front of Lao Qing's house, and swept the empty and neat street clean.

Fortunately, Lao Qing's family lives at the east entrance of the village. There is a large open space in front of the door, so the villagers not only clean the open space.

I also used a tractor to pull a few truckloads of sand, filled it neatly, and pulled a mill to press it evenly. A first-class small round table was set up, a full twenty tables.

Poles were erected, and red and green satin lanterns were hung. It's a shame to dress up this time, just like Lao Qing's family wants to marry a daughter-in-law with lights.

It's a pity that Lao Qing's family doesn't have a man, or it is estimated that at this time, it is not possible to say that the matchmaker who is not chaotic in ten miles and eight villages will also step on the threshold of Lao Qing's family.

While they were busy, the township car arrived again. This is not only a car, but also a Foton extended light truck. As soon as the car stopped, Mo Xiangnian was the first to jump down.

Commanding the villagers who came up to start moving things down, what delicious food and drink, this guy looked like he had requisitioned all the things in the small inn in the township.

Six suited waiters got out of the minivan. My grandmother, the eyes of the villagers who looked at it for a while were straight.

As a result, the table was surrounded by a tablecloth, and the neat and clean tableware was arranged. A temporary cauldron was set up next to it, and the three chefs began to get busy nervously.

Mo Xiangnian nodded with satisfaction, looking casual, but in fact, he walked into the courtyard of Lao Qing's house with fear. When I went in, I didn't dare to enter the house, so I chatted casually with a few villagers about the topic of home-based income and part-time work.

The villagers all knew that he was the secretary of the township party committee, and at first they were only talking in a whisper. After a while, the conversation began, and the grinning and rugged people were no longer afraid.

They have condemned the township's inappropriate measures, which not only misled the farmers to invest in planting, but also caused countless troubles. Mo apologized to Nian again and again, he was really scared.

The great god is sitting in the back room, and if he hears it, his little hat will be completely unsafe. But I can't help but say that I can only make a strong statement, saying that everything in the coming year will start from the reality of the villagers.

The township no longer interfered, and built schools, planned to invest in factories. Ask the villagers who are okay to go to the factory to earn a few pocket money. In fact, Wang Hao had already heard the chaotic sound in the outhouse.

It's just that Qingxue's mother kept telling Qingxue and herself to pay attention to this and that, and she couldn't finish explaining, don't talk about Qingxue for a while, Wang Hao listened to it with a big head.

What made him even more depressed was that Qingxue's mother had finished telling Qingxue. turned his head and began to ask Wang Hao, asking this in detail. Not only did he ask him what he was doing, but the ancestral graves were all dug out.

When I heard that Wang Hao was really an official, it was amazing. The old mother poured out a basket of words, and said that the society did not care about the suffering of the people.

With his own personal experience, he taught Wang Hao to be the master of everything for the people. Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard it, this is a real expression of emotion, if he wasn't her son-in-law, he would know so much.

Wang Hao could only resolutely express his position, and made a solemn promise to the old mother with the outline of 'being an official is not the master of the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes'.

Only then did he get the praise of the old mother, and just wanted to find a chance to escape and smoke a cigarette at the door, but he didn't expect the old father-in-law to be reasonable, and told him about Bao Longtu and Hai Rui.

Qingxue had already seen Wang Hao's helplessness, she hadn't been home for seven years, and she really couldn't bear to interrupt her father's narration. In the end, the village chief, who was still standing on the side, couldn't help but speak.

"Lao Qing, if you look at you, you will know that Master Bao, people are fairy-like stars, and they are legends through the ages. Don't say it, it's noon, let's see how it is arranged. ”

Lao Qing patted his head, only then did he sober up a little, and looked at Qingxue's mother. opened his mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Hey! Look at my brain, it's really old and confused, old and confused. Village chief, don't say anything, it's all here, it's all here, you come, you come. ”

As he spoke, he took the village chief to the outhouse, and just wanted to borrow grain to buy some banquets, he was dragged out by Mo Xiangnian at the door.

Lao Qing, who walked to the door of the street, couldn't help but be shocked, my grandmother. He only now understands what a great official is and what a nobleman is.

In this way, the secretary of the township party committee and the village chief instantly became small and insignificant in his eyes, as if they had become his domestic slaves, and he felt like a valuable foreigner for a while.

I couldn't help but touch my face and rub my eyes.

"You prepared this?"

Before the village chief Zhao Laoliu could answer, Mo Xiangnian, secretary of the township party committee, hurriedly said in a low voice.

"Brother Qing, do you still see that you are satisfied, if you are not satisfied, I will change it immediately, change it immediately, or I will call a few buses to come, let's go to the tavern in the township for a meal?"

Lao Qing was mighty, shook his head, and secretly thought, what kind of township to go to, who knows me Lao Qing there. He couldn't help but sigh that his ancestors had accumulated virtue, and there was green smoke on the ancestral grave of Lao Qing's family.

I also have this day, this beautiful scenery, looking at the villagers who can't help but make excuses to say hello to him, looking at the relatives of his family who have been hiding from him for several years, Lao Qing waved his hand.

"Open the table~!"