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Sensing Lan Tianlei's gaze, Chu Chen also turned his head and smiled in return.

But he was thinking, looking at this posture, it would be impossible for Lan Tianlei to get up early on the first day of the new year.

It seems that he will have to tell him later: Although this magical medicine is good, it is not suitable for multiple uses.

Otherwise, it will be a big deal when I wake up tomorrow and hear the news that the city lord has ascended to heaven.

With the blessing of perfume, this meal is as harmonious as a family banquet.

Saying goodbye to Lan Tianlei and the others, Chu Chen drove the van towards Mashan Village.

If he didn't go back, people from Huzi's organization would probably come looking for him.

At this moment, Mashan Village is a lively scene.

Huzi yelled: "The meat should be bigger, don't be stingy, make it harder."

"Who is that? The water is boiling, why don't I serve it to you?"

However, no one was angry at Huzi's shouting, and instead they were busy happily.

The villa was brightly lit, and the two oversized red lanterns at the door exuded a festive light.

In the dozen or so large pots outside the door, there was a stew full of meat.

The long bench and high table have already been set up, and the tableware on them is neatly placed.

Wang Defa looked at the busy crowd, tears streaming from his cloudy eyes.

Thinking of this day last year, the entire Mashan Village was so deserted that only Feng's rhubarb occasionally howled.

Gu Xiufang took the lame old woman with her, chewing the bitter wild vegetable pancake.

Feng Er, holding the knife, almost stewed the rhubarb.

Everyone was eating chaffy vegetables in the cold wind, but there was never a hint of meaty flavor.

Looking at this year again, the entire Mashan Village is filled with the smell of meat, and each of the children is holding something called a lollipop in their hands.

The licking brought a face of satisfaction.

The men and women talked and laughed, divided labor and cooperated, and had a great time.

The person who changed all of this was Chu Chen, the prodigal son recognized by eight villages in ten miles.

It seems that this son is really the reincarnation of a god and has opened up his spiritual wisdom.

In just a few months, Mashan Village, which was about to flee famine, was transformed into a place where every family had food to eat and everyone had clothes to wear.

By the way, why hasn't Chu Wazi come back yet? There won't be any accidents.

Wang Defa waved to Huzi: "You went to pick up Chu Wazi at the entrance of the village, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Okay, Uncle Wang." After Huzi said that, he took a few young men with him and headed towards the village entrance with long knives.

Just at this moment, Chu Chen's van appeared in everyone's sight.

"Brother Huzi, where are you going with the knife, hunting tigers?" Chu Chen stuck his head out and said to Huzi.

"Don't worry about the two of us. We need to go out to greet you."

After Huzi finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the dining table, shouting and drinking.

Everyone greeted Chu Chen and Li Qinglian enthusiastically.

Seeing this heated scene, Chu Chen felt deeply proud. All of this was because of himself.

"Uncle Wang, I've been waiting for a long time. I went to the City Lord's Mansion for lunch and came back late."

Wang Defa smiled and replied: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Go and have a rest. The banquet will begin in a while."

The whole village's idea of ​​celebrating the New Year was something Chu Chen had explained before he took Li Qinglian to the city.

Not only Mashan Village, but Tang Jiangtao and others will also be involved.

Having fun together is one thing, but dragging Tang Jiangtao and others into Mashan Village is also a purpose.

In fact, after getting along with each other these days, Tang Jiangtao and others also have certain feelings for Mashan Village.

Among other things, you can eat and drink every day, and it's not dangerous. Who wouldn't like it?

He parked the van at the door and ordered everyone to help unload the clothes and cloth.

Chu Chen dove into the tea room.

First, make yourself a pot of tea and enter the space in a flash.

The New Year always makes people happy, and what he is looking for are fireworks.

In this era, gunpowder was not even invented, so how could these things exist?

It wasn't until I wandered around for a long time that I discovered a remote fireworks store.

There were not many things, so Chu Chen took out four or five fireworks boxes, and then slowly sipped the tea.

Following Hu Zi's voice: "Let's have a dinner party."

Everyone gathered around the table.

Chu Chen, Wang Defa, Tang Jiangtao, Chu Dazhuang, Feng Er and Feng Wu were arranged into the living room on the first floor.

Wang Defa raised his glass: "This is my first glass of wine. Let's all pay homage to Chu Wazi and thank you for everything you have done for Mashan Village."

When Wang Defa spoke, hundreds of people inside and outside raised their wine glasses.

"Jing Chu Wazi......"

Chu Chen also accepted the toasts calmly.

After all, this Mashan Village became so lively only because of himself.

Amidst the bustle, everyone was a little drunk, even Chu Chen was a little tipsy.

The excitement below was still going on. Chu Chen and Hu Zi carried the fireworks to the open space outside.

With the crackling sound, a colorful flash appeared in the sky.

Everyone had never seen this scene before, and they even called it a miracle.

Some timid ones knelt down to the sky and kowtowed repeatedly.

Chu Chen felt twitching when he saw it, but he didn't try to point it out. The miracle was just a miracle, and he didn't bother to explain.

Li Qinglian snuggled next to Chu Chen and looked at the splendor in the sky.

He suddenly lost his mind and said for no reason: "Ms. sir, are you really a god descending to earth?"

Chu Chen frowned slightly when he heard this: "I am your husband-in-law."

After answering such a sentence, Li Qinglian was not stupid, so he probably wouldn't ask again.

Sure enough, Li Qinglian didn't speak anymore.

No matter who he is, no matter where he comes from, he is his father-in-law.

Then what else do you have to wonder about?

Against the backdrop of such beautiful scenery, both of them seemed to feel a substance rising rapidly in their bodies.

As a result, the large solid wood tea table was in a mess.

The commotion downstairs was still there, and the overturned teacups clinked and cheered in response.

Dahuang, who was lying on the ground chewing bones, glanced thoughtfully towards the second floor.

Then he continued to chew on its bones with a nonchalant expression.

The New Year's Eve dinner lasted until late at night, and everyone returned home happily.

The old people sitting on the ridge of the fields watching the New Year's Eve all looked in the direction of the workshop.

Follow their line of sight, from the workshop to the newly built barracks, and then to Chu Chen's villa.

Everyone's face was filled with the joy of hope.

And this hope was brought by that fairy-like figure, the former prodigal son.

After New Year's Eve, it's the new year.

So in the new year, what kind of development and challenges will Mashan Village, which has improved slightly, face.

"Okay, brothers, go back to sleep!"

Then an old man with white hair and beard shouted.

The old people on the field ridge all walked towards their houses one after another.

Chu Chen on the second floor window sill put out the cigarette in his hand.

"Next year, let's build a new rural area and have fun."

After saying that, he also walked towards the master bedroom...