Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"My son, although He Hu is the magistrate of Anyun County, the heads of the villages are not appointed by the county magistrate, but elected by each village based on their reputation. It is not easy for He Hu to interfere."

After all, the village head is not an official, but a grassroots citizen. It seems unreasonable for a county magistrate in Hehu to make things difficult for a grassroots citizen, doesn't it?

Hearing Wu Shisan's words, Dongfang Yu just pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"However, we can release some rumors first, so that He Hu can secretly put pressure on the mayor of Nanshan Town." Seeing Dongfang Yu's expression on his face, Wu Shisan was obviously dissatisfied, and quickly added.

"Let's do it like this." Although Dongfang Yu was not very satisfied, he still nodded.

"Thirteen, when will the relief money arrive?"

"My son, the money and food will arrive in Xuedu tomorrow. The Governor of Kang County is already organizing officials from various counties. I believe that it won't be long before the people will have food to eat."

Speaking of disaster relief food, Wu Shisan was also happy. There was nothing more exciting than seeing big guys gnawing bark and digging roots.

"En." Dongfang Yu responded.

In his heart, he was still thinking about Xia Beibei, and he didn't know what happened to the vegetables grown by that girl. It's been a month, so they should be ready to eat?

"You go and prepare. This son will go to Xiajia Village with the disaster relief team." He ordered.

Wu Shisan: "..."

Master, are you crazy, dignified son, go to the countryside to provide disaster relief, if this gets out...

No, my son, you are a poor son, if you care about the affairs of Fantasy Kingdom, you may stretch your hand a little too far.

"For the outside world... just call this son the master book of Lao Kang's mansion." Dongfang Yu thought for a while and said again.

"Yes, this subordinate will do it right away." What could Wu Shisan say, the son can do whatever he wants, he can only do it well.

...

In Xiajia Village, in just two hours, the news that Xia Beibei received An Zaicai's generous gift has spread throughout Xiajia Village. Some people disdain, some envy, and some directly speak ill. Not many people said that Xia Beibei was fine.

Because An Zaicai bought eight big ducks, Xia Beibei and Xia Sangshi decided immediately after discussing with them, they would be killed, then salted for a few days, and then hung up.

Not to mention saving a lot of food, it also saves the trouble of taking care of it.

Xia Sangshi boiled a large pot of hot water, and the two of them plucked all the feathers out of the duck, went into the stomach, and then marinated it with salt.

"Jiu Niang, there is too much cured meat in our family this year. When will we have to eat it?" Xia Sang said happily, spreading salt on all five ducks and putting them in the wooden basin. .

Last time there were three roe deer, now there are so many ducks again.

"Where are there too many, grandma, I'm going to the town to buy a big pig." Xia Beibei said half-jokingly.

"You can pull it down." Xia Sang gave her a blank look, thinking she was joking.

"Grandma, I'm telling the truth. If you buy a big pig, it will weigh more than a dozen catties of pork." Xia Beibei said.

"What are you doing, you girl, if you have money, you have to spend it hard." Xia Sang didn't say anything to her.

"Okay, it's almost finished, Jiuniang, grandma will send this duck to your grandma Jinxiu and Aunt Ji."

Three ducks were left behind, one for Jinxiu, one for Aunt Ji, and one for them to eat.