In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

After a knock on the door, Wang Jianguo opened it and found that the person coming was Cheng Si.

Wang Jianguo was a little confused at first, but after thinking quickly in his mind, he suddenly remembered that Zhao Shuzhuo had arranged for Cheng Si to wait here and then report to the public community together.

He quickly smiled and enthusiastically invited Cheng Si into the house, while stepping aside to make way for him, he said:

"Uncle Cheng, please come in, please come in."

At this moment, Zhao Shuzhuo happened to walk out of the room, holding a stack of documents tightly in his hands, looking focused and serious.

Seeing Cheng Si had arrived, he showed a look of joy on his face and said quickly:

"Uncle, you came at a great time! I just packed my things and was about to go out to look for you. You see, you will soon be the village chief."

"Although our village is not big, it is still an official in charge. Now there are some necessary information for you to fill out. These are to be kept in the archives and are very important."

Cheng Si nodded slightly and followed Zhao Shuzhuo into the room. He came to the table, saw the neatly arranged papers and pens, slowly reached out his hand to pick up the pen, but then gently put it down after a moment.

He looked up at Zhao Shuzhuo somewhat embarrassedly, with a hint of uneasiness and uneasiness in his eyes, and said:

"Shuzhuo, you know I haven't read much in my life, and my handwriting is terrible. If I were to write this information, I'm afraid it would cause trouble for those who check the files in the future."

"How about...how about you write it for me? You are well educated and your handwriting is beautiful. If you write it for me, I will feel more at ease."

There was a hint of pleading and expectation in Cheng Si's voice, and his hands were rubbing unconsciously in front of him.

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard Cheng Si's request, he quickly waved his hand and refused with a gentle but unquestionable look on his face:

"Uncle, you can't think like that. From now on, you will be the head of our village. The responsibilities of a head of village are very important, and there are many documents that need to be signed."

"If you let others sign for you, it's not reasonable and it's not in accordance with the rules. It's not a big deal if the handwriting is not good."

"No one can write well from the beginning. Just be patient and write slowly this time. Practice more and more, and you will definitely get better and better in the future."

After listening to Zhao Shuzhuo's reasonable words, Cheng Si lowered his head and thought for a moment, and felt that it did make sense.

He slowly picked up the pen again, as if what he held in his hand was not an ordinary pen, but a heavy responsibility.

He took a deep breath, his eyes focused and determined, and began to write his name stroke by stroke.

Every stroke was written with a hint of trembling, yet with extreme seriousness, like a primary school student completing the most important homework assigned by his teacher, or like carefully carving a great and sacred work of art.

As the last stroke was completed, Cheng Si raised his head as if relieved. His tense mood was instantly relieved. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Shuzhuo leaned forward slightly, took a closer look at Cheng Si's signature, a satisfied look appeared on his face, and he nodded and said:

"Uncle, look, this is well written! As long as you have this serious attitude, there is nothing you can't do. You..."

"Practice more when you have time after you get home, and you will definitely become more and more proficient. Now the time is almost up, we can't keep Director Song waiting for too long, let's set off now."

As he spoke, Zhao Shuzhuo sorted out the documents, put them into a folder, and then walked towards the door first. Cheng Size followed closely behind him, and the two of them walked together towards the public community.

At this time, Wang Jianguo, who was standing aside, took a step forward, cleared his throat and said:

"Brother Zhao, Uncle Cheng, you two go ahead. I won't join in the fun. I plan to go to the supply and marketing cooperative with Yu Shui later to sort out things in the store."

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard this, he immediately waved his hands vigorously and said with a serious expression:

"That's absolutely not possible. You participated in the entire election of the village chief this time, and you helped to decide on those key ideas."

"What's more, this is an important task that Secretary Dong personally assigned to us. How can I go alone to report on the work? It is reasonable for you to go with me."

Seeing Zhao Shuzhuo's firm attitude, Wang Jianguo knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, and Zhao Shuzhuo also mentioned Secretary Dong's instructions.

He also realized the importance of this report, so he could only nod helplessly and agree to go together.

Then, the four of them came to the yard and pushed out two bicycles. Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo got on the bicycles respectively, while Cheng Si sat on the back seat of Zhao Shuzhuo's bicycle.

With a slight sound of chain turning and wheels rubbing against the ground, they set off together. Along the way, the breeze gently brushed their cheeks, and the trees and fields on the roadside quickly passed by.

Soon, they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. Wang Jianguo stopped his bicycle steadily, turned around and whispered to He Yushui on the back seat:

"Yushui, we're here, you can get off here."

He Yushui jumped off the bike lightly. Wang Jianguo smiled at her, then continued riding towards the commune with Zhao Shuzhuo and Cheng Si.

3 The three of them walked along the familiar road, and soon arrived at the door of Director Song's office with ease.

They found that the office door was closed and Director Song had not come to work yet. So the three of them found a place in the corridor and sat down quietly waiting. Zhao Shuzhuo put the documents in his hand on the table beside him and tidied his clothes.

Cheng Size rubbed his hands nervously, while Wang Jianguo leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. Everyone was quietly waiting for Director Song to arrive.

The three of them sat quietly in the corridor for a while, and time passed quietly. Not long after, they saw Director Song walking into the commune in a hurry.

He held a black leather bag tightly in his hand, and his expression was a little tired and hurried. He was obviously panting a little because of the hurry.

Director Song walked into his office, and as soon as he looked up, his eyes met the three people waiting there.

A trace of apology immediately appeared on his face, and he quickly explained:

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Something happened at home today and I was so busy that I even delayed dinner time."

"I feel so guilty for making you wait here for so long. Everyone, please don't be polite. Come on, find a place to sit down and talk. Sit down and talk."

As he spoke, he placed his briefcase on the desk, then quickly tidied up the table. He turned around and poured a few glasses of water for the three people, motioning for them to sit down, his eyes full of sincerity and enthusiasm.