The peddler has three children, the eldest child and his grandfather were at home to guard the house. The two youngest ones were six years old and the other five years old. After taking the steamed bun, they stuffed them into their mouths.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

Jiang Xiaoye held the kettle and smiled and reminded him.

"But the New Year, we can't eat this thing."

The peddler sighed and teared a piece into his mouth, as if he was eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

Nowadays, the people are too poor. Jiang Xiaoye knows this very well and nods, "In the future, we often come to our Lugu Village, and our living standards will improve. You are the first peddler to come to our village when I take over Lugu Village. In the future, we will order any small things we need in our village."

A mobile convenience store! The peddler immediately smiled. That would be great, and their lives would be better in the future.

Jiang Xiaoye is busy.

It was noon until noon that Jiang Xiaoye looked at the sky and shouted: "Let's have dinner, let's go to the peddler if you need something after dinner. Whoever orders should not eat first, take away the ordered things first. If you still need it, order again. In the future, the peddler will come every two days."

More than ten minutes in advance, these people worked so hard, and Lugu Village is now the same every day.

In a month, Lugu Village will be completely renewed! “Eat steamed buns!”

"Go quickly, I'll ask for a white bun first, don't lose it!"

"Everyone has a share, Secretary Xiaoye ordered, each one should try it."

"I heard that Secretary Xiaoye is going to move his new home in the afternoon, which is great!"

"Who said that?"

"What Xiaoya said is definitely not fake. We are about to live in a new house!"

Lugu Village is full of vitality, and everyone in the He family brigade is envious. Just eat a lot. But these more than 2,000 people are still steaming buns?

"Secretary He, the secretary asked you to get the steamed buns from the Little He family brigade, one for each person, no matter whether it is an adult or a child."

Song Yue came to Secretary He and greeted him.

Secretary He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up, and whispered: "Are you the ones of us, or are you all the members of the brigade?"

"Of course, everyone from the He family brigade said that it is from adults or children. Secretary He, please go and get it quickly. It is the best taste when it is hot."

Song Yue smiled and pointed to the distance.

"Okay, okay, okay, the farmers have a good life!"

Secretary He sighed. A few days ago, he was still worried about food. Now, not only can he eat enough, but every family has food, everyone has work to do. If he has money, he can also give meat and white flour steamed buns.

Jiang Xiaoye personally prepared white flour steamed buns for Secretary He.

"Secretary Xiaoye, thank you!"

Secretary He stopped calling Comrade Jiang. He was really grateful to Jiang Xiaoye and led the Xiao He family brigade out of the predicament.

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said, "You're welcome. I want to thank you Xiao He's brigade for opening up wastelands and making mud bricks for us, which has also accelerated our progress here a lot."

The Xiao He family brigade transported batches of mud bricks, speeding up the progress of Lugu Village.

Xiao Ya took two steamed buns, chewed them with one hand, and held them with the other hand to Jiang Xiaoye. Jiang Xiaoye took them, looked at the little finger marks left on the steamed buns, rolled her eyes and said, "Wash your hands next time, look at it's dirty!"

There are fingerprints on the steamed buns.

"My sister said she was not clean and she was not sick after eating."

Xiao Ya looked at her hands and muttered.

“When did I say it?”

The eldest sister came over, and her forehead was wet with sweat, and she obviously did a lot of work.

"That's what my mother said..." Xiaoya hid behind Jiang Xiaoye guiltily and continued to eat steamed buns. Xiaopang ran around the crowd, screaming, and after waiting for a long time, no one gave it a bite.

No one was willing to throw away any steamed buns, but Jiang Xiaoye tore off the fingerprints and threw them to Xiaopang.

"Xiao Ye, will we move in the afternoon?

Not very good, right?

You are the secretary of the village, and no one else has moved into the new house. We will first move into the new house. If this is spread, it will be gossiped about."

My elder sister is very worried about this problem. As a party member and a village cadre, she was the first to live in a new house. After all, it would be bad if this spread.

"It's okay, don't worry about these."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about this at all. Seeing that Xiaoya had finished eating her steamed buns, she handed her what was left in her hand, turned to signal the house in the distance and said, "The village can organize batches to start packing up and moving in. The weather is getting colder and colder, and no one will say anything. Moreover, each household pays for the building of the house, and I pay for the early money, so who will say what?"

Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care about this thing at all! If anyone makes a fuss about this, he will really take his family to Zhongjing to live a good life.

However, no one will cause trouble for him. Whether it is the commune, county, or city, the Su family behind him can be said to be a mountain, and no one will offend him.

What's more, when it's such trivial hours, anyone who causes such troubles will probably be educated afterwards.

"Sister, I want to live in my new home!"

Xiaoya has just studied where to live at home, and raised a few chicks and ducklings. Now the family is really crowded. The educated youth and several children are all crowded in Jiang Xiaoye's room.

It’s simply that Jiang Xiaoye’s room is not too small.

Half an hour later.

"After eating, I'm going to go back to Meng'an County. Now let's prepare. We will take you back with a big cart. You can clean up first and set off at one o'clock!"

Jiang Xiaoye began to shout.

I was asked to leave after dinner, but there was still a car unloading, all of which were the private items of the rich children, moving them into their tents one by one.

Moreover, Su Can has not come back yet.

Soon, a blue Mercedes-Benz came back, and another big car was followed behind him. Jiang Xiaoye swept his energy and was speechless. He always felt something was wrong. Why did it take so long? It turned out... a car of furniture! "Are you going to make a villa in the countryside?

Jiang Xiaoye prefers old-fashioned ones, which can make him recall his childhood, but Su Can obviously buy the best one.

Moreover, these things are probably bought by relationships.

Brand new old sofas, mahogany furniture, nanmu clocks, chairs, beds, and even spring mattresses. Where did Su Can find these things?

In the past 78 years, these things have been top luxury goods.

Unless it is a big city like Shanghai, there will be many such things. Of course, the consumption there is also quite high, and they are all rich people.

"Secretary Xiaoye! Secretary Xiaoye, come and see!"

"This is furniture!"

"So beautiful!"
Chapter completed!