The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

These words brought the noise at the scene to an abrupt end.

Wu Dafu was a well-known honest man in the village. At this moment, he recalled the scene he had witnessed at the village chief's house.

Xu Xiufang got the malfunctioning TV working again with just a few simple operations.

He quickly stepped forward and defended Xu Xiufang: "Xu Xiufang is indeed quite skilled. Her husband taught her this."

Wu Dafu has always had a good reputation in Xiaoxi Village, and his words undoubtedly gave the villagers reassurance.

The villagers exchanged meaningful glances with each other, and no one spoke for a while.

Seeing this, the village chief immediately seized the opportunity and further persuaded: "Even if you have doubts, let Xu Xiufang give it a try. If it works, won't everyone be happy?"

At this moment, the villagers suddenly realized and nodded, expressing their agreement.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the dispute was gradually calming down, Xu Xiufang put forward her conditions like a wise man at the right time: "I can lend a hand, but I need to charge 200 yuan as maintenance fee. Last time, the precision equipment on Xie Yi's construction site broke down, and Boss Hu asked me to repair it, and in the end he paid 300 yuan."

"Two hundred yuan?" These words jumped out of the villagers' mouths, accompanied by a look of surprise and their eyes wide open, as if they had heard something incredible.

"Without fair compensation, I can only say with regret that I cannot serve you."

Xu Xiufang said this lightly and turned to leave.

Along the way, the village chief kept muttering about the upcoming tractor driver sent by his superiors.

It was still daylight, and the farmers had no time to argue endlessly. Their deep-seated anxiety was actually the fear of possible losses and the avoidance of responsibility.

Sweat quietly soaked the village chief's forehead. He anxiously stopped Xu Xiufang who was about to leave and said, "Two hundred yuan, isn't it a bit too much? Otherwise, fifty yuan, how about that?"

Feeling that Xu Xiufang was determined to leave, the villagers became anxious and in desperation, they blurted out all kinds of words to keep her. As the saying goes, when one is desperate, one will try any possible means. They just hoped that she would change her mind.

"Okay, fifty yuan, this is our limit!" a villager shouted.

"If fifty yuan is okay, I'll give you a basket of fresh corn after it's repaired!" another villager quickly added, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I have some freshly laid eggs here, and I can give you some." Another voice sounded, with some sincerity.

Xu Xiufang stopped, turned around and smiled calmly, with a hint of mystery in her tone: "Actually, I don't want any money, and there's no need to mention eggs and corn."

When the villagers heard this, they were stunned and confused. What exactly was Xu Xiufang up to?

He was still haggling just a second ago, but now he refused all returns.

The crops in the fields are still waiting to be cared for, so where is the time and mood to figure out this sudden change?

Looking at the villagers' solemn faces, with anxiety and confusion hidden in their eyes, Xu Xiufang had already made up her mind.

"We value fair trade. I helped you fix your tractor. Although this took up my time, I hope you can spare a little time to help me. Is that okay?"

Xu Xiufang's voice was clear and pleasant. After she finished speaking, the village party secretary and the villagers unconsciously held their breath in anticipation.

A villager whispered, slightly worried: "Don't do anything illegal."

Another person quickly echoed: "Yes, we should not get involved in anything that goes against our conscience."

Xu Xiufang smiled helplessly. No wonder when she first mentioned asking them to repair things, everyone just sneered and showed distrust.

After all, the shadow of the original owner has not completely dissipated, and her name has become a topic of conversation in the surrounding area. No one would dare to believe this change easily.

However, now that she has come here, she decided to prove with actions that the three words "Xu Xiufang" will ultimately represent trust and change.

For the three young lives in the family, a good living environment and reputation are of vital importance.

"People change. I also want to open a small shop, but my husband is busy helping everyone build bridges and I can't spare the time."

Xu Xiufang's words were gentle as she continued, "It only takes half a day to hang up a sign, put up some advertisements, and tidy up the yard. I would be very grateful if you could spare some of your precious time to help me."

When the villagers heard the plan to open a store, they looked at each other with curiosity and hesitation in their eyes, and no one answered for a while.

The stone in the village party secretary's heart fell to the ground quietly after hearing Xu Xiufang's words, and an unprecedented sense of security arose spontaneously.

"Great! Now is a good time to encourage individual entrepreneurship and boost the economy. Your idea is very good!"

The village party secretary changed his mind and thought that if Xu Xiufang really opened a repair shop in the village, once the news spread, Xiaoxi Village would soon become a model village known far and wide. The joy in his heart was beyond words.

His heart seemed to be completely ignited by an invisible force, and the unprecedented passion and determination turned into a loud voice.

"Listen up, everyone. Once our village has its own repair shop, life will be different! Today, Zhang San's family opens a butcher shop, and the aroma is everywhere. Tomorrow, Li Si's restaurant welcomes customers, and the delicious food spreads throughout the village. In the future, each of us will have the opportunity to become a small boss with unlimited glory!"

As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with infinite longing for the future.

Xu Xiufang stood aside, secretly admiring this visionary village party secretary.

In this era, it is rare to have such a leader who is not focused on the current stability and has the ambition to build a beautiful new countryside.

"Okay! You have the courage to be the first one, so why shouldn't we follow? I'll bring my tools and help you tidy up the yard."

Another voice followed, "I'm going too, don't leave me behind!"

Faced with this scene, Xu Xiufang was not only moved, but also felt determined.

"Then it's settled. I will continue to repair various items for you. As long as you can squeeze out a little time tomorrow to help out, it's the busy farming season now, and I will never let you delay too long." Her words were full of sincerity.

Then she picked up the tools, her movements skillful and confident.

In just a moment, the tractor, which was originally dying, came back to life, roaring and ready to go.

"Remember, pour some cold water on it to cool it down when using it. Otherwise, it will overheat easily and the machine will easily get angry and go on strike." Xu Xiufang reminded patiently.

At this moment, the driver sent by his superiors walked into the scene slowly, ready to take over the tractor that had been reborn.

Upon seeing this, the village party secretary quickly directed the crowd to make way for him, and he respectfully handed him a cigarette with a smile on his face and a cautious look.