What about the stepmother dressed as three villains?

Erya Niang blushed, "Prince Erbao, little princess Nanbao... yes, I'm sorry..."

Interrupted by Jiang Lianzhu, "You folks, please be polite. They are still young and have lived here before. The elders are their elders. You don't need to be so polite, just call them by their nicknames."

Uncle Lizheng said seriously, "Your Majesty, you can't say that. Friendship belongs to friendship. We still have to follow the rules, and we can't be messed up."

Everyone insisted, Jiang Lianzhu let them call.

Not allowing them to bark made them even more terrified. They were all from the countryside and had never seen the world. They were terribly afraid of the town's yamen officials and gentlemen, and it was impossible for them to relax about existences like princes and princesses.

All the folks greeted Jiang Lianzhu's family, Jiang Lianzhu wanted to talk about it, so he didn't let them kneel down, let them stand and talk.

Liao Jiu Yushu faced the wind, he was already good-looking and noble, and now he was in the eighth realm of martial arts, and the aura of a strong man was even more obvious.

Let people look at it more, and there is a sense of oppression.

Liao Jiu cupped his hands, "Happy New Year to all the fathers and folks."

Everyone just knelt down and hurriedly returned the salute.

Jiang Lianzhu was wearing ordinary clothes and went back to her hometown as simple as possible, so as not to be out of tune with the villagers, which still could not conceal her brilliance.

The two little ones are more like dolls in New Year pictures, blessed, clever and cute.

Rare.

"It's cold, stand outside the house and talk, be careful not to freeze the little princess Nanbao, let's go inside and talk!"

Uncle Lizheng happily entered the house with a big dry tobacco bag.

"Yes, yes, enter the room to talk and have a sip of hot tea."

A group of people entered the house.

Jiang Lianzhu glanced at it, the snow at the door was swept clean, and the house was well-organized, making people look very comfortable.

The small saplings planted in the yard have already jumped their heads, and they are very tall.

The stone tables and chairs were all polished, and the corridor outside the kitchen was full of neatly piled firewood, and a smell of wood wafted from the nostrils.

Erya Niang is really a diligent woman.

After entering the house, the second maidservant served hot tea, Jiang Lianzhu and her family took their seats, next to Uncle Lizheng, and the folks sat inside the house to stand and sit, and if they couldn't stand inside the house, they left outside , or stand in the yard, crane your neck and listen to the people in the house.

Originally, Jiang Lianzhu and the others came back today to visit Uncle Lizheng and the villagers of Wangjia Village.

It's not too lively.

Jiang Lianzhu asked about the situation in the village, how is Qiuli Paste doing?Is there anyone who can't eat?

Everyone was very happy, and Uncle Yu Lizheng answered Jiang Lianzhu's question in unison.

"This year, every household in our Wangjia Village has been lifted out of poverty. It all depends on the autumn pear paste. Lin's commercial firm harvests the autumn pear paste. They will receive as much as our village makes. The price will not disadvantage our village. There is no one who can't eat. With spare money, I sent all the boys in the family to the Zhishu School in the town..."

Jiang Lianzhu smiled, "That's good!"

Uncle Lizheng was very happy, and the conversation was intense, "This year's harvest is good. There are many wild pears on the mountain. People from the next few villages will come to pick them up, but they don't know how to make autumn pear paste. In the end, it was sold to our village, and the pear trees in our village have begun to bear fruit, so the pears are no longer a problem.”

Jiang Lianzhu said, "Our village is rich, and we must not forget to help people in other surrounding villages in the future. Everyone will become rich together and life will be more prosperous."

Uncle Lizheng echoed, "That's the reason. We also know that next year, we plan to develop several brother-friendly villages to make Qiuli cream together. This year, there are actually other villages imitating Qiuli cream, but they don't have our formula. It’s not very tasty, Lin’s Commercial Bank doesn’t charge it at all, and other commercial banks charge them at a low price, they can’t make much money, and it’s not a big deal for us as a village chief to get rich. We still have to bring everyone to get rich together for fear of being robbed when we go out , Some people in the village do not agree, I am still doing ideological work for them, we all have to learn from the princess, that kind of mind is the one who can accomplish great things!"

Well, Jiang Lianzhu was praised again.

Liao Jiu looked around and asked, "How do you feel that there are more people in the village this year?"

Uncle Lizheng replied respectfully, "Regent, there are many more. First, the men who went out to do odd jobs to earn a living have all returned to the village to make Qiuli ointment.

The second is those who come back from the village to marry. This year, there are many daughter-in-laws and son-in-laws who are willing to come to our Wangjia Village. In our Wangjia Village, the autumn pear cream is divided according to the head. This year, there is no girl in Wangjia Village. The son-in-law of the village,

The third is that for immigrants from other places, poor people who really can't survive, and those who have no food, the villain picked some good-behaved families and took them in, which can be regarded as developing the strength of our Wangjia Village. Our village When it grows up, the pear trees in the mountains need to be guarded and maintained, and our village is rich, so we need to set up an armed militia team in case the bandits come to rob us..."

Jiang Lianzhu nodded straight after hearing that, "Old man, you are thoughtful, I mean, why do you have some faces that don't look familiar to you, that's how it is, it's good."

At the beginning of the new year, Wangjia Village will distribute money according to the head, ten taels per person, regardless of gender. If there are more than ten or twenty people in a family, it will be one or two hundred taels!

This is in the past, dare to think?

In the past, a family with a good family background worked hard to farm the fields for a year, and the total income of ten taels of silver was considered a good year, not bad.

Feed the whole family and still have savings.

Now, just relying on the fact that the village pays so many bonuses, regardless of gender, those families who favored boys over girls in the past have a much better attitude towards girls. It is no wonder that Wangjia Village is full of sons-in-law this year. Well, if you marry in, you will have no worries about food and clothing!

Not to mention, if you work in the village, the village will give you wages and money, and the more you work, the more you get.

Wangjia Village is probably a piece of sweet pastry in the surrounding area, and it is really necessary to guard against bandits and bandits.

This reminded Jiang Lianzhu that the security level of the yamen in Shili Town should be raised, and it would be better to send an army to stay here permanently.

While chatting with the villagers, the women and girls in the village spontaneously organized it. The former Grandma Lu led the banquet and cooked a large pot of rice. When ordered, they are all ready-made, and a sumptuous meal is quickly prepared.

It was placed on the open space in front of Jiang Lianzhu's house. Jiang Lianzhu and his wife were also informal people, and they had a feast of hundreds of people with everyone.

The familiar taste of smoked chicken and mountain products, all kinds of simple dishes that can only be eaten in the countryside, Erbao and Nanbao feasted on it.

Liao Jiu didn't feel disgusted, and ate and drank with all the villagers.

The Lord Registrar of Shili Town heard about it, and also caught up with this big meal, to pay New Year's greetings to Jiang Lianzhu and his wife, and to have a meal together. It doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is who you eat with...