Wu Daguang walked to Butcher Liu who was lying on the ground and squatted down: "Now you know what you are?"

Butcher Liu said nothing.

"I'll give you three days to get out of Xiawa Village. We don't want anything worse than beasts in Xiawa Village. If we see you once, we will hit you once until you can't come back." Wu Daguang's voice was neither high nor low, and everyone could hear it.

"Yes, I will beat you once and get out of the village." The villagers agreed.

"Beast, get out."

Butcher Liu hurried to the ground and didn't say anything. Er Laizi kicked him over: "I'm deaf and dumb, I haven't heard it, don't you get out."

Butcher Liu held his head, and the big and thick man sobbed: "Listen... Listen... I'll get out, I'll get out."

"Cao." Er Laizi cursed, but he didn't forget to kick him: "Call him dad."

Butcher Liu obeyed Er Laizi without any hesitation: "Dad."

"A boring thing." Even the two Laizi looked down on Butcher Liu.

Wu Daguang waved his hand to everyone and left Butcher Liu's house.

The village chief walking in the crowd was a little worried. Butcher Liu and Wu Daguang were against each other. Wu Daguang did nothing, which made Butcher Liu so smelly. He ran for the village chief at the beginning of next spring and used Wu Daguang's current momentum to stabilize him. He is now a village chief who is undermined. The person who is really talking to the village chief is Wu Daguang. He doesn't believe that Wu Daguang doesn't care about it.

The days return to peace and time is spent in the busy life.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Wu Daguang went home at the end of the afternoon. Four people were waiting at the door, two villagers, a bricklayer and a thin old man with a small hand. The door was locked, and Xinghua probably went to play with someone.

When he saw Wu Daguang, the mason took the initiative to come forward and greet him: "Daguang, I have gained weight after not seeing you for a few days, so I'll eat a lot of meat."

"Where, how can you bear to eat, you are..."

"Oh, the banquet you held for me last time, my relatives said you did a good job. Isn't it? My uncle and he liked you."

"Falling in love with me?" Wu Daguang was flattered.

"My aunt has been in a few days. It's really that day. I want to invite you to cook. How about the price for twenty yuan?" said the bricklayer.

"No problem, business comes to your door, so there is no reason not to do it. After waiting for a long time, come in and chat, come in and chat."

"No, my uncle has relatives in Shangwa Village, and we still have to visit relatives."

"Well, I won't keep you anymore. I'll let you know when the time comes, and I'll go to the town." Wu Daguang said goodbye.

"Then we'll leave." The mason and the old man said goodbye to Wu Daguang.

The remaining two villagers stood at the door and grinned: "Daguang, let's talk about something to ask you."

"No hurry, let's talk about entering the house." Wu Daguang opened the door and drove the tractor into the yard.

The only stove in the house was left with Mars, and a few firewood was filled with it. The flames rose and the temperature in the house slowly increased.

"Just like when you are at your own home, you can warm your kang and sit on the kang to chat." Wu Daguang said politely.

"Oh." The two of them sat on the edge of the kang and said one of them: "Daguang, on behalf of the villagers, we would like to ask you for help."

"What are you busy with? Just tell me, they are all from the same village, so what can I help you or not."

"It's the matter of land in the village. The village chief has been in office for decades and has never said that he has measured land. Some people have a large number of people and some have fewer people. Take Liu Fatty and his family as an example. Their household registration is only two people, occupying five people's land." The villagers said.

Erlaizi went into the house to warm up. When he heard the villagers discussing the land, he interrupted: "Yes, the land in the village should be measured well. Although I don't farm, I also have a land with one person. I don't know who has occupied that land, so I can't find where my land is."

"You don't even farm, you want grass to grow on the ground, and wait for autumn to harvest grass for the winter." Wu Daguang teased Er Laizi, and then said to the villagers: "Shouldn't you find the village chief for this matter?"

The villagers frowned: "The village chief is corrupt, but Butcher Liu bought him with two hundred yuan. We don't believe him, we believe you. You have money and don't care about that little money."

This is the reality. If you do a hundred good things for others, you will not do a wrong thing to let the other party remember clearly.

"Daguang, just agree, we all believe you."

"This is not good. The village chief should do such a thing. If I do this, wouldn't it be seized? What would the village chief think?" Wu Daguang said in a dilemma.

"The village chief is old and doesn't want to trouble, so he definitely doesn't agree to re-measure the land. We have no choice. There is not enough land, and there is not enough food for the whole year."

Wu Daguang scratched his head, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Or you would go to the village chief first and talk to him, I will help you, and the effect will be the same. We are all villagers in Xiawa Village, so we can save some face for the village chief to facilitate his work."

"Hey, Daguang is a good method. Why didn't we expect that the villagers collectively demanded the land measurement. If the village chief was too lazy to move, he would let Daguang take care of it. If it moved, Daguang would watch from the side, and no one dared to move." The villagers analyzed.

Seeing the villagers off, Er Laizi looked at Wu Daguang, looked left, right, looked up, looked down, nodded and shook his head again.

Wu Daguang was so uncomfortable that he was looking at Er Laizi. He saw that his clothes were fine. He ran to the mirror to look at him, and his face was not dirty.

"You guy is exhausted, have the car been unloaded? You have been clamoring to learn to drive a tractor, but you can't catch fire until now."

Erlaizi shook his head and pinched his chin with his right hand: "Tsk tsk, Wu Daguang, Wu Daguang, you are really lucky."

"Tread your uncle and speak human words."

"Brother Guang, don't you think the villagers treat you better than the village chief?"

"I didn't think it."

Er Laizi smiled and said, "Brother Guang, the village chief election will be held in the spring next year. I think the villagers will elect you. By then, the village chief will be full of glory."

Wu Daguang never thought of running for the village chief. He was reminded by Er Laizi that the villagers were indeed too enthusiastic about him. A small village chief could not satisfy his ambitions, and his ambitions were filled with fame and fortune.

"I don't become the village chief. Whoever loves to be the one I want to do is do my small business steadily."

"Brother Guang, are you stupid? The village chief does nothing and has money to spend. Don't look at the village chief on the surface, but in fact they are rich behind their backs." Er Laizi regarded Wu Daguang as his own. He grew up so old and wandered in various villages. He was as clear as a mirror in his heart. Unfortunately, no one was willing to chat with him. There was nowhere to say this little secret.

Wu Daguang shook his head: "Wealth does not necessarily mean wealth, but wealth does not necessarily mean power. I don't want to encircle myself in this small hill, which is so big outside, I still want to go and see it."

"Brother Guang, it's really more money outside than what we make now. Why do I feel it's unrealistic? Being a village chief is more realistic."

"Next year, I will know how small our village is."
Chapter completed!