Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Secretary Ma felt so distressed. He didn't even let Master Wu taste it with his tongue, but this rascal used it to wash his face!

"Is it dirty?" Secretary Ma's tongue was bent.

Wu Xiangsheng was stunned and replied, "This water is very smooth when washing your face. It's not dirty!"

After saying that, he did something even more ruthless. He plunged his entire head into the water and held his breath. Wow, it felt so comfortable, it felt like every pore on his head and face were opened.

Master Wu stretched out one leg and tried several times but still couldn't kick it out. It was his own fault...

Secretary Ma pointed his finger at Master Wu and said, "Just this once, I'll give you some face. Let him go!"

The hot spring that had just been discovered was like a treasure, and no one was willing to harm it. But it was defiled by this bad boy with a face full of pits and red bumps of all sizes, with pus on the tops of the bumps!

If Secretary Ma hadn't gotten to know Old Wu well and knew that he was a righteous man who had given Leng Yanqiu the project for free twice, he would have definitely thrown the bad boy onto the cobblestone road himself!

Wu Xiangsheng was dragged away by his father, and he heard a lot of things like the gods blessing the Feng Shui treasure land and bringing some blessings, but he didn't even have a big quarrel with his father. Well, his face didn't hurt or itch at all, and he didn't feel the big boil in his hair. He was in a good mood, so he just had to deal with working under his father!

After soaking his head in the hot spring water for a while, Master Wu asked him to wipe the water off his face and head. It was simply unbearable to look at. The handsome young man now had an even more horrible face. All the white heads on the acne had fallen off, revealing a few bright red spots.

"No need to wipe, start working!"

Although his son had a bad temper, he was still very efficient at work. With him around, Master Wu had some free time and soon went to Secretary Ma again.

"Old Ma, you can't just look at it like that. Others should pay more attention, right? You don't take Xiao Leng seriously. Even if someone finds the water warm in the summer, wouldn't they think it's because of the hot weather?"

Secretary Ma pointed to the sluice gate and said, "Can I just watch it? There are several waves of people coming here soon. The water is warm because of the sun, so how do you explain the different colors?"

The sluice gate is only a dozen meters away from the construction site. Dozens of people are already sitting side by side, with dozens of fishing rods out. They exclaim in admiration from time to time. The more fish you can catch, the more attractive it is, right? There are also many people standing on the riverside road, chatting and recording videos with their mobile phones.

If Secretary Ma had not been smart enough to arrange personnel on both sides of the ditch in advance to block the passage, the fishermen would not care whether you carry out construction or not. No matter how dirty or messy the corners are, they will stay there for a whole day and a whole night as long as there are fish to catch.

You have the eyesight to see clearly whether you can catch fish in the middle of the night, but you will not care when you see the abnormality of the hot spring ring? Don't treat the village secretary as a cadre!

"What should we do? Xiao Leng doesn't intend to develop it to make money. It's just a waste of money to hire someone to look after it?" Master Wu was also troubled for Secretary Ma. "How about we build another bridge over the hot spring? Block it completely?"

The water surface created by lightning is wide enough, the cost of building a bridge is high, and it is impossible to completely eliminate the possibility of being discovered.

As the two were discussing here, a large group of old men from Ma Liu Village who got up late to go fishing came strolling over with their fishing rods in hand. They were envious of the anglers who were crowded together at the sluice. Why? Could they disperse and choose any spot to fish?

So some clever people packed up their things and went around the road to the interior of Ma Liu Village. There were really fish in the newly dug ditch. Although they were all cunning, you could catch a big one if you caught one. They were really wild and their quality was totally incomparable to those big fish raised artificially.

So, a dispute arose. The old men of Ma Liu Village naturally wanted to defend the rights and interests of their village. Our secretary and our top scholar did not say that you can come fishing now. The fish pond has not been built yet. Get out!

Leng Yanqiu's neighbor, Grandpa Dalong, also came out of his house to protest. These fishermen were driving their cars and blocking his door.

Secretary Ma ran to resolve the dispute and broke out in a sweat. Suddenly he understood why Leng Yanqiu was getting into trouble by not wanting to develop the hot springs. The hot springs hadn't even been exposed yet, but already a fight had broken out over just fishing.

The fisherman saw the old men's fish baskets and circled around them, and no fish basket was empty. No wonder they worked so hard to defend their territory!

"You are the village secretary? Can we pay for fishing? Just think of your fish pond as opening early. Aren't you happy to make money in advance?"

If the hard one doesn’t work, try the soft one. In short, you have to fish.

"Well, then go and move the car first, so as not to affect the traffic in our village. I will go and discuss it with you."

Secretary Ma started jogging again. He tried to call, but Leng Yanqiu didn't answer and didn't reply to his WeChat message either.

He felt that he should not ask Ding Guihua for important matters.

Leng Yanqiu was mainly engaged in construction last night and had no time to collect spiritual medicines for Ding Guihua. In the small world that had just restored its spiritual energy, ordinary plants were growing well, but precious spiritual medicines were very rare.

While her flying sword was still breaking through, she was strolling alone in the small world. When she climbed up a small hill, she suddenly realized a serious problem.

The spiritual energy, which seemed rich, had only recovered the concentration of its heyday, but it did not have the ability to regenerate.

That is to say, at present there is only loss and no replenishment.

At this time, Ding Guihua's voice was heard softly: "Qiu'er, where are you? Secretary Ma is looking for you."

The most practical benefit of sharing a small world is that both mother and daughter can come in and out at any time, making it more convenient to summon the other person.

Leng Yanqiu came out upon hearing the voice, and after listening to Secretary Ma's frowning narration, he smiled and said, "Then let's charge a fee. The fish caught are weighed by kilograms, and we'll start with 50 yuan per kilogram. Cars entering the village will be charged parking fees, and whoever parks at the door will be responsible for guarding it. We can also start selling water and food that we discussed yesterday. Isn't this the life you want most? Let's try it today!"

Secretary Ma blushed, "Ahem - isn't this the land contracted by your family? You asked us to make money together, but we haven't agreed in advance how to divide the money - then I'll go and make arrangements first, and when I get all the money back, we can discuss the details later."

Time is urgent, Secretary Ma trotted off again. There are many things that need to be prepared. All members of the village committee should be present, the accountant should be busy first, and there is also publicity...

Grandpa Dalong's old face also turned red. In his life, this was the first time he could get paid for drinking tea at the door of his house. It was ten yuan for a car to be parked for an hour, and twenty yuan for more than an hour. He also charged twenty yuan for washing the car by hand and ten yuan for a pot of boiling water.

The old man only regretted that his cooking skills were not good enough, otherwise he would have earned the money from delivering meals. His house is truly a Feng Shui treasure land, being the closest to the farm and the most blessed.

Secretary Ma was breathlessly checking back and forth, and he was amused when he heard his regret: "Then ask your daughter-in-law to come back and cook! When you are old, the money you earn is to be given to your children and grandchildren, right?"