I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

So this is actually a beautiful misunderstanding.

"What about the rice, flour, grain and oil?"

"The whole village will share the burden. After paying the public grain tax, the remaining centimeters can be used as a deduction."

"Uh... this!" Of course they knew what work point deduction meant, but what they didn't understand was, "Are you all willing to do this?"

"Why not?"

The aunt looked at him strangely. These were all foods that they all ate themselves, so wasn't it reasonable to deduct them from their own work points?

Ok!

They had realized that the people of Peijia Village were different from farmers from other places.

They seem to be really united and very disciplined.

"Gululu!"

Mo Hongqi's stomach growled again.

This time, the aunt heard everything.

Then he glanced at Mo Hongqi and saw her swiftly lift up the top layer of the large steamer that was emitting white smoke, and press it with chopsticks to determine whether it was cooked through.

When you find that the food is fully cooked, immediately take down the steamer and put it aside.

Then he opened one of the bowls, took out a large bowl, picked out seven or eight large buns from it, and handed it over the next second.

The big bowl was handed directly to Qin Hong.

Qin Hong quickly took it and asked, "Auntie, what kind of filling is this and how much is it?"

"It's stuffed with roe deer mushrooms, more meat and less mushrooms, very fresh, 1.5 cents each."

"Hey, good!"

As he said this, Qin Hong was about to reach into his pocket for money.

The aunt stopped him and said, "Director Qin, don't worry, you and the guests can eat first. The soup is made on the stove over there. Today it's tofu and egg soup, which is very nutritious."

"Oh, okay, thank you, auntie!"

As Qin Hong spoke, he really carried the big bowl to a long table not far from the stove.

He placed a large bowl of steamed buns on top and said, "Secretaries, eat two steamed buns first to warm your stomachs. I'll get you some soup. Don't be in a hurry to eat too much. It will be lunchtime in another hour, and the lunch will be more substantial. Let's save some room for lunch."

"Hey, Xiao Qin, let's go scoop the soup with you!"

Qin Hong is not their secretary. Coming here is already causing trouble for others. How can they have the nerve to let Qin Hong really serve them?

First of all, this was very inconsiderate. Secondly, they did not forget that their purpose in coming here was to please Jiang Zhenguo and for the sake of that highway!

Jiang Zhenguo hasn't been seen yet, and Qin Hong is so busy that he doesn't have the nerve to ask Jiang Zhenguo for help.

Therefore, one by one, they did not sit down and hurried to go with Qin Hong.

Qin Hong also knew their concerns and did not stop them.

After all, it is not popular in Peijia Village that everyone serves whom. If there are really people who are served, they are only Comrade Mo Yan and Niu Niu. They are the ones who the whole village turns a blind eye to the fact that they are served and even thinks it is their due.

As for the rest of you, sorry, no special privileges.

Even if it is Secretary Jiang, he has to serve his own rice.

In Peijia Village, if you don’t hold a high official position, you can’t enjoy preferential treatment.

Several people scooped up the soup and brought back a pair of chopsticks.

With the hot soup and hot buns, we were no longer reserved and took a big bite each. My god, our mouths were filled with the delicious taste of gravy and mushrooms. It tasted absolutely amazing.

I originally wanted to say something, but now, I won’t say anything. I’ll just eat it first.

The buns were as big as an adult's fist, and several people finished them in just a few bites.

Then they all reached out for the second one.

In the end, only two people got the second one, and the rest got nothing.

Yes, there were six of them in total, and with eight buns, four of them would have nothing to eat in the second round.

Fortunately, the aunt also knew that they didn't have enough, so she shouted again, "Director Qin, there's more!"

I picked up 8 more.

The big bowl could hold only 8 buns. It was definitely not that she intentionally gave only 6 buns because there were 8 of them.

Qin Hong stood up and said, "Aunt, 4 more will be enough. We have to come back here for lunch later. If we eat too much, we may not be able to have lunch."

"Oh, that's fine!"

When the aunt heard this, she picked up four more buns and put them back into the steamer.

Ding Shengli and others who didn't get up to get the buns almost shouted out: No need to take them back, they can eat them.

It's just two buns, isn't it? That's it, they can eat three more and still have lunch.

Qin Hong really underestimated their stomachs.

Even if he is the head of a province, who can say that he can eat meat every day?

They are all representatives of hard work and frugality, okay?

Everybody is poor, and none of them live in a developed, wealthy place. Otherwise, they wouldn't have the audacity to come to Jiang Zhenguo to cause trouble even though they clearly know that building a highway is a great thing that benefits the country and the people.

But seeing that the buns were back in the steamer, they couldn't stand up and say that they still wanted to eat them.

He could only stare at the four that Qin Hong brought back, thinking, two for each person is fine, it's better than just smelling the fragrance but not eating it like before.

But I remembered that the buns were 1.5 cents each, and the soup had tender tofu cut into long strips and some beaten egg flowers in it, so it could be considered a meat soup. I wonder how much a bowl of it cost.

Several people exchanged glances. They couldn't ask Qin Hong to pay for their meal. Otherwise, what would happen?

In the exchange of glances, Xie Huaimin was recognized as the payment representative.

Then, while Qin Hong was still eating a piece of bun, Xie Huaimin came to the stove first and said, "Big sister, here's the money!"

Having said that, he immediately handed over two green two-yuan bills.

Hearing Xie Huaimin's words, Qin Hong immediately stood up and said, "Secretary Xie, I'll pay!"

"What do you mean by 'you'? How can you pay for the buns for so many of us? What about the organizational discipline? I'll do it!"

Xie Huaimin looked at him sternly, then turned around and smiled kindly at the aunt, "Big sister, the buns made in our Peijia Village are really delicious. They are big and have plenty of fillings. Fifty cents is already a bargain. We can sell them for twenty cents without any regrets."

The auntie smiled happily after hearing this, "As long as the customers are satisfied with the food, that's fine. I'm not bragging, I'm the best at making dumplings in the village, otherwise how could I be chosen for this job? There are 16 dumplings, yuan each, yes, yes - yuan, the soup is free, you gave me yuan, I'll give you yuan in change, count it and see if it's right?"

After the aunt calculated the money carefully, she also handed the change back to Xie Huaimin carefully.

Xie Huaimin was a little surprised. "Sister, such a thick tofu and egg drop soup is free? You must not give it to us for free just for Qin Hong. We can't take advantage of our fellow villagers like this. This is a mistake."