It was just getting light, and Bu Fan, like most of the villagers, got up early.
First, he dropped a drop of spiritual liquid on the big peach tree, and then went to the kitchen to make a fire to cook porridge.
Alas, it would be inconvenient to light a fire without the fire unicorn.
After the porridge is cooked, crack a few eggs into the pot, add some lard and salt, stir twice with a spoon, and a hot pot of egg porridge is ready.
Little Lu Ren also got up early.
This little guy was washing himself in the well and talking to the red carp in the well from time to time.
How long has the fire unicorn been gone?
Look how lonely this little guy is.
Bu Fan shook his head.
After breakfast, I went out to the private school.
Little Luren was sitting on the back of a little white donkey, and Bu Fan was walking beside him.
Along the way, Bu Fan would greet all the men he met who were going to work in the fields.
"Good morning, village chief, are you going to teach in a private school?"
"It turns out to be Grandma Zhou, where are you going?"
The person who spoke was Mrs. Zhou. Next to Mrs. Zhou were her three daughters-in-law. Her three daughters-in-law also nodded and said hello to Bu Fan.
"Isn't the weather cold recently? We just want to go to the town, buy some cloth, and make some new clothes for the children."
Mrs. Zhou smiled kindly and said: "Village chief, I won't tell you more. The old oxcart is still at the entrance of the village, waiting for us to pass by!"
"Okay, you go slowly!"
Watching Mrs. Zhou and her three daughters-in-law walk away talking and laughing, Bu Fan shook his head and sighed.
At first, after Mrs. Zhou experienced that dream, she was kind to Xiaocao's family, but she was prejudiced against her eldest son and younger son.
Later, it was his conscious or unconscious reminder that Mrs. Zhou realized that it was her own problem.
After that, Mrs. Zhou took on the responsibility of the patriarch and worked hard to reform her eldest son and her younger son's family.
Perhaps because of her experience in life and death, Mrs. Zhou has some skills. Under her transformation, the two sons and their family are no longer as lazy as before.
This year, the whole family went out to raise fish in all the rice fields. Now they have sold all the fish and made a lot of money.
…
"What a coincidence, village chief. My wife has been unable to eat recently. Can you check if she is sick?"
At this time, Wang Laosi cautiously walked over, supporting his pregnant wife.
"Auntie is pregnant, this is normal!" Bu Fan said with a smile.
Afterwards, after talking about some precautions for pregnant women, Wang Laosi supported his wife and left.
"I've told you that I'm fine, but you still don't believe me and why are you bothering the village chief?" Wang Laosi's wife rolled her eyes at Wang Laosi.
"Am I worried about you?" Wang Laosi said with a silly smile.
"See how nervous you are? I never saw you so nervous before when I gave birth to my second son."
"What kind of thing is this?"
"Fourth brother, I heard from the old people in the village that a pointed belly is a son and a round belly is a daughter. If you say my belly is round, I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid. You didn't listen to what the village chief said. Don't believe those things. They are inaccurate. Besides, I feel hurt whether it is a man or a woman!"
Listening to the conversation coming from behind, Bu Fan smiled and shook his head.
once Upon a time.
The man who used to love beating his wife the most in the village has now become the husband who dotes on his wife the most in the village.
…
“A man can have no money or talent, but he can’t have no dreams!
Without dreams, we are no different from salted fish. Even if we are salted fish, we are still salted fish with dreams!"
As this sound sounded, a burst of neat shouts came out.
"Salted fish with dreams!"
"Salted fish with dreams!"
Bu Fan went out in search of fame.
At this moment, Song Leizi was shirtless and leading a group of idle men in the village to run.
"Hello, village chief!"
Song Leizi noticed him and suddenly waved to him.
"Hello, village chief!"
Immediately afterwards, all the idle men following Song Leizi shouted in unison.
"Hello!"
Bu Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still wanted to say the last sentence.
After that, Song Lezi led a group of idle men to start burning calories.
Looking at Song Leizi and others walking away, Bu Fan became a little curious and relaxed his consciousness.
…
Soap workshop.
"Third sister, Lily soap is not good enough, it smells weird?"
Zhou Mingzhu picked up a piece of soap and smelled it. She frowned and looked at Sun Sanniang beside her.
"I'll smell it!"
Sun Sanniang also picked up a piece of soap and smelled it, wondering: "It's strange, the smell was fine yesterday, why did it change today."
"Third sister, please work hard these days and see if you can come up with a new product as soon as possible!" Zhou Mingzhu said.
"Master, don't worry!" Sun Sanniang nodded.
The former love brain has become a strong woman.
…
Old Mr. Li's family.
Song Zihu and his family came to visit Lao Li Tou.
"Mom and Dad, this is for your husband. Please give it to your husband when the private school is over!"
Song Zihu handed the prey to Lao Li Tou.
"Okay!" Lao Li nodded.
"Mom and Dad, Daya and I are going to a private school!"
Gou Sheng and Daya ran to Song Zihu and Li Qinghe.
"Be safe!" Li Qinghe said with a smile.
"Okay, mother." Gou Sheng and Daya said in unison.
"Zihu, you are thirsty, I will get you some water!" Li Qinghe looked at Song Zihu and said with an enthusiastic smile.
"No, I'm not thirsty!" Song Zihu said with an indifferent expression.
It seems that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.
…
Someone is still wielding a sword there!
…
Divine consciousness swept across the village.
The men in the village were working in the fields, and the women were chatting and laughing by the river, washing clothes.
Everything seemed so calm and peaceful.
Bu Fan couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, why are you sighing?"
Little Lu Ren, who was sitting on the back of a little white donkey, tilted his head and looked at him.
"I'm wondering if it's time to change the map!" Bu Fan withdrew his consciousness.
"Change the map? Master, what do you mean by changing the map?" Little Lu Ren scratched his little head.
"It's about whether or not to leave the village!" Bu Fan replied.
"Why did you leave the village?" Xiao Luren's eyes were confused.
"The village is so peaceful, it gives people the feeling that there is nothing to do!" Bu Fan shook his head.
"Isn't this bad?" Xiao Luren asked.
"How should I put it? It's better, but it's a little less passionate!
You don't know that since I became the village chief, there have been less and less troubles in the village.
In the past, people in the village would have quarrels every now and then over trivial matters, either between neighbors or at home.
But now, nothing may happen in a few days, and the lives of the villagers are getting better day by day.
Hey, if this continues, I, the village chief, will really have nothing to do!"
Bu Fan looked up at the blue sky and sighed.
Little Luren and the little white donkey looked at each other.
"Master, I think you are very similar to what Aunt Mingzhu said!" Xiao Luren said seriously.
"Oh, what word?" Bu Fan looked at him.
"Versailles!" Xiao Luren said.
Bu Fan: "..."
Where is he?
He is really worried about not having any tasks to do, okay!