It seems that if you don't give this guy any power, he really thinks he is an immortal.

When Xia Jian thought of this, he shuddered and dodged Wong Tai Sin's wooden sword, which was already stuck to Wong Tai Sin's right side. Wong Tai Sin, who looked frightened, was about to avoid it when he discovered that his right

Xia Jian's foot was stepped on, and the force became heavier and heavier, which was a bit unbearable.

"Da Xian, use some magic! Otherwise, your foot will be crushed by me. You won't say that you can't even protect your own feet!" Xia Jian lowered his voice and whispered in Huang Daxian's ear.

said.

Xia Jian's kung fu on his feet was no joke. Big beads of sweat rolled down Wong Tai Sin's forehead. He tried his best to pump his feet out, but they didn't move at all.

The people kneeling on the ground had no idea what Wong Tai Sin and Xia Jian were doing. The main fault was that Wong Tai Sin's robe was a bit too long, just covering his and Xia Jian's feet.

"Great Immortal! We are digging the Xia family's ancestral graves this time to provide water for the whole village. Will our ancestors blame us?" Xia Jian asked, raising his voice deliberately.

Wong Tai Sin endured the pain and said with a smile: "You are trying to accumulate blessings for your children and grandchildren. Why are you guilty of this? Why don't our ancestors come here if they are happy?"

Mr. Xia, who was kneeling on the kang, shook his head and asked, "Great Immortal! Didn't you just say that once the ancestral graves are leveled, disaster will come to our Xia family? Why..."

"Hey! You are really old," Huang Taixian interrupted Mr. Xia, and then said, "Didn't I help you eliminate disasters just now? No, there are no more disasters."

When Xia Jian saw that Wong Tai Sin was so sensible, he gently let go of his foot. Maybe he was stepped on a bit hard. When Wong Tai Sin retracted his foot, he almost staggered. When Xia Jian saw this, he supported him and smiled.

Said: "It's really hard for the immortal to eliminate disasters for the people of Xiping Village. Please sit down and rest."

Huang Daxian pushed himself to the edge of the kang, twisted his buttocks and sat down. He glanced at Xia Jian and said with a smile: "Don't kneel down, get up! You, the village chief, are young and promising.

With the majestic look on his face, demons and ghosts will be frightened by him. Therefore, you, Xiping Village, must rely on him to ensure that you are safe from disasters in the future."

Oh my dear, you almost call me a god. Xia Jian thought in his heart, what kind of people are these? They are talking about gods and ghosts.

Mr. Xia Wu stood up and gasped: "Oh! You are really an immortal. You can tell everything accurately. Didn't our village suffer from floods? After this child came back, he built houses and built houses.

Those who build roads don't have to divert water into the village, this is a good thing that benefits future generations."

When Mr. Xia Wu said this, everyone in the room started talking, and they all said that Xia Jian was good.

Hey! What have you been doing for a long time? If Wong Tai Sin was not afraid of losing his feet, you might all be calling my ancestors by now, Xia Jian thought to himself, and shook his head helplessly. Feudal superstition is deeply rooted in the countryside. For a while,

It's something that can't be changed in a while.

After working hard all afternoon, Xia Sanhu came back with the materials he bought. Zhao Hong made a announcement on the loudspeaker. It can be said that the whole village was mobilized. It could be seen from the upper reaches of Xihechuan to the village.

A man who digs ditches and builds water pipes.

Even the head of Zhangwang Village, Li, drove his village's walking tractor and brought more than 20 young and strong men over to help. This moved Xia Jian very much.

“Mr.

Xia Jian said.

Chen Erniu wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Just go back! It's okay if Sanhu and I are here to keep an eye on you. It's so tiring for you to let Sister Zhao run around like this."

Also, just for this phone call, Zhao Hong went to the Xihe River two or three times a day. Although it was not very far, it still took time to go back and forth. Thinking of this, Xia Jian turned around and walked towards the village with Zhao Hong.

Today, Zhao Hong was wearing a red shirt, white jeans, and a pair of washed white sneakers. She was dressed neatly. Her black hair was tied up in a fluffy bunch behind her head. Xia Jian couldn't help but feel

I was distracted looking at it.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Zhao Hong asked with a smile.

Xia Jian paused and said, "It's not that you're not good-looking, it's that you're so good-looking. You're simply prettier than any other movie star." Xia Jian thought so in his heart, so he said the same thing with his mouth.

When Zhao Hong heard this, she was filled with joy. She lowered her head, threw Xia Jian away, and ran towards the village committee.

As soon as Xia Jiang sat down, the phone on the table rang. Xia Jian said to Zhao Hong: "Except for Ouyang Hong's call, the rest of the people said, Xia Jian didn't return to Xiping Village at all."

Zhao Hong shook her head helplessly, picked up the phone and said "Hello!" before handing the phone over. Xia Jian thought to himself, I can come to whoever I want, and it really is Ouyang Hong.

"Hello Mayor Ouyang!" Xia Jian asked happily.

Ouyang Hong on the phone laughed and said, "Congratulations, Village Chief Xia. I heard that your village's water diversion project is about to be completed. Do you want to celebrate?"

"Hi! What's there to celebrate? Logically speaking, this water should have been introduced to the village a long time ago. People would laugh at me if I told him." Xia Jian said humbly into the phone.

Ouyang Hong paused and said, "I think the same thing as you, but the new Secretary Li insisted on doing this and reported the matter to the city. The city leaders paid no attention to this matter and wanted to make Xiping Village a better place.

As a model village, prepare to promote it in surrounding towns. You will become a famous person."

Ouyang Hong giggled as she spoke on the phone. Xia Jian never thought that such a poor village could set an example for others. It was beautiful on the outside but empty on the inside.

Xia Jian hesitated and said: "Whatever you decide, we will do it. Who makes you the leader?"

"Okay! Then get ready. Once the time is set, call me in advance." After Ouyang Hong said that, she hung up the phone.

Seeing that Xia Jian was not in a high mood, Zhao Hong asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you? After answering the phone, he turned into a dull gourd."

"I really obey these leaders. If our village is like this, why should we set an example? Doesn't this make people look ugly?" Xia Jian said angrily.

Zhao Hong smiled, poured a glass of water for Xia Jian, and then said gently: "You! You have to change your temper. Since the leader has taken a liking to our village, let's make preparations. You said we should run away?"

For poverty alleviation funds, go to the Water Conservancy Bureau. Which one is not that the leaders support us? Now it’s our turn to support the work of the leaders.”

Hey! This is a bit of a standard statement. No matter what you do, how can you do it without giving in? It seems that Zhao Hong is thinking better than himself. If he becomes a model village, will it be easier to run projects? When he thinks of this,

Xia Jian's originally unhappy mood suddenly became cloudless again.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang again. Zhao Hong picked it up and immediately smiled: "Oh! It's you! I can tell that you have called me these past few days, and Xia Jian really didn't reply.

Xiping Village, may I ask if something happened to him? "

The other party didn't know what he said. After Zhao Hong hung up the phone, he asked with an unhappy face: "Why are you so stubborn? Why can't you just explain everything clearly on the phone? You have to call me every day."

Call me, are you interested?"

"Yes," Xia Jian yelled at Zhao Hong, then stood up and walked out of the village committee.

These days, Xia Jian is actually not happy in his heart. Whenever he is free, every detail of his time in the entrepreneurial group will emerge in his mind.

Lao Xiao, Xiao Xiao, Wang Lin, Zhou Li and Fang Fang, they always appear in Xia Jian's mind like a movie. He knows that he can't let go of these people in his heart, but the reality is here after all.

, so what if I can’t let go.

In the days since he came back, people have called him every day, but he has not answered any of them. According to Zhao Hong's description, the person who called the most was Zhou Li, followed by Wang Lin. Strangely, Lao Xiao did not

Ignoring him made Xia Jian feel very uncomfortable.

Unknowingly, I had returned home. My mother, Sun Yuejuan, was preparing lunch. When she saw Xia Jian, she smiled and said, "What do you want to eat today? Why are you back a little early?"

Xia Jian looked at his watch and said, "Oh my god, it's just after eleven o'clock. During this time, the villagers were rushing to dig ditches. When everyone came back to eat, it was almost one o'clock. He was just angry with Zhao Hong, otherwise

I can't come so early.

"Do you have something on your mind? Young people, don't think too much. You should be magnanimous, be open-minded about everything, and be relaxed. What do you think?" Sun Yuejuan chuckled and patted Xia Jian gently.

Xia Jian nodded. He very much agreed with his mother's open-mindedness. In fact, his personality traits had his mother's genes.

Xia Jian, who had just stepped into the door, suddenly turned around and shouted to Sun Yuejuan: "Mom! I want to buy a motorcycle. Our transportation is not convenient, so traveling is really inconvenient."

"You can buy it if you want to! You have earned all the money in the family anyway. Besides, you are an adult and you can make your own decisions on some things. But Mom wants to ask you, don't you have a car?" Sun Yuejuan

He stopped what he was doing and asked Xia Jiandao a little doubtfully.

Xia Jian let out a sigh of relief and said: "Which car belongs to someone else's company, it's not personal to me. If I buy a motorcycle, I can go on the small roads. It's more convenient. Look at the roads in our village, how many places can drive a car, but

You can get there by motorcycle”

"Oh! That's fine! In that case, go ahead and buy it! Don't worry about where your father is. He is just like him. He is afraid of poverty and is desperate for money." Sun Yuejuan said and went back to the kitchen.

Xia Jian stood at the door of the house, and there was no movement for a long time. Xiping Village was really too poor, and they didn’t even have a motorcycle. It seemed that he was going to break the record here. When he read the newspaper a few days ago, the villagers in the south were all driving.
Chapter completed!