Transmigrated into a corrupt female county magistrate, defied fate and changed her life in a deserte

“Also, at the end of each year, I will distribute dividends to the villagers of Dashan Village. If any of the villagers of Dashan Village want to start a business, I can give them some discounts.

What do you think? "

The village chief was stunned when he heard this. He squinted his eyes and looked at the contract in his hand. After a while, he stood up excitedly.

"Master Song, is everything in this contract true?"

If that's the case, their Dashan Village has gotten a great deal!

Song Jinshu nodded solemnly: "It's been stamped with my official seal, so it must be authentic!"

"Good! Good! Good! Thank you so much, sir! Thank you so much, sir! I hereby assure you that all the villagers of Dashan Village agree!"

The village chief pulled his son and shouted excitedly, "Son! Go! Go to the tribe and call those old guys over!"

After watching his son leave, the village chief turned to Song Jinshu and Lu Ruoyu again and said, "Please wait for a moment, the contract can be signed today."

In ancient times, people lived in clans, and the entire village was made up of relatives. The village chief knew that he was old and could not handle some things.

He was originally planning to pass the position of village chief to his son, but unexpectedly Song Jinshu and his partner came to his door.

He wants to ensure a good future for the villagers' descendants before he officially retires.

Song Jinshu was surprised by the village chief's decisiveness. She thought it would take a long time to argue.

This is good, as long as things are settled sooner, she can do other things with peace of mind.

The village chief's eldest son soon brought back several elderly people.

The village chief explained: "Master Song, we in Dashan Village are all from the same clan. These old men are from the older generation. What we say can represent the entire village!"

"Village Chief, what do you want us to do? And who are these two?"

The village chief slapped his forehead and said in frustration, "Look at my memory! Second Brother Yang, this is our new county magistrate, Lord Song, and this is County Magistrate Lu. They are here to discuss the back mountain..."

The village chief explained the whole thing in a few words and took out the contract to show the old tribesmen.

Among them was an old man who knew how to read when he was young and confirmed that what the village chief said was true.

Therefore, these old people in the mountain village huddled together and discussed for a long time.

Song Jinshu was not in a hurry. He said something to the village chief and took Lu Ruoyu to visit the village.

When the villagers saw them, they just hoped that they were relatives. They greeted them in a friendly manner and chatted with them politely.

Song Jinshu had a general understanding of the situation in the village. The ancestors of Dashan Village fled here from other places, and most of the people who settled here were the same people who fled together.

In order to gain a foothold here, three generations of people have married people with different surnames in the village.

Later on, everyone in the village was related, and only later did they start marrying outside the village.

Therefore, although the people in Dashan Village do not have the same surname, they are very united.

Song Jinshu, who knew about this situation, was somewhat impressed by the person who proposed inter-village marriage in Dashan Village.

Later, the village was completely integrated, and people from other places intermarried and completely integrated into the place.

I have to say that this person has a complicated mind!

"What are you thinking, sir?"

Lu Ruoyu looked at Song Jinshu's immersed walking with curiosity.

I don't know where she got the melon seeds from, but she was eating them while walking.

Song Jinshu spat out a melon seed shell, looked at Lu Ruoyu with a smile, and said with a malicious look: "I'm thinking of you!"

Lu Ruoyu: “?”

How could she say such words without changing her expression?

Lu Ruoyu looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one was paying attention to them, but her ears turned red at the same time.

He stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to respond to Song Jinshu's words.

She looked like a decent woman being teased, feeling wronged and pitiful.

"No? Why are you blushing? I was just kidding!"

Song Jinshu's body stiffened slightly. How could this child be so innocent?

It was also her fault for not taking into account that this was ancient times, where people expressed their feelings in a very subtle way, not to mention that she said something so easily misunderstood.

And she really didn't mean anything else, she just responded casually.

She absolutely refused to admit that she just wanted to tease him!

Lu Ruoyu's eyes darkened. She spoke so skillfully, could it be that she did the same to other men?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Shen Fenghua who was in the county government office. His eyes turned slightly cold, and he said indifferently: "Sir, please don't joke with me like this in the future!"

He will take it seriously!

Song Jinshu scratched his head awkwardly and replied, "Yes, yes, yes! Don't be angry, I won't talk about it anymore!"

Oh! She needs to change her habit of talking nonsense.

Suddenly, Song Jinshu saw a familiar figure running towards them from afar.

After a while, she saw the face of the person clearly. It turned out to be the village chief's eldest son.

"Lord Song! County Magistrate Lu! So you're here!"

The village chief's son is named Yang Cheng, and he will be the next village chief of Dashan Village.

"Brother Yang, have the elders of your clan discussed this?"

Yang Cheng blushed, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and said in a loud voice, "Yes! Please come back with me, my lords!"

Song Jinshu nodded and led the two of them in the direction from which Yang Cheng came.

At the village chief's house, several old men were looking out the door.

As soon as they saw a head, they all stood up to greet Song Jinshu and the other two.

"Master Song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

"Please take your seats, my lords!"

Song Jinshu waved his hand, signaling everyone to do as they pleased. After he sat down at the head of the table, he said, "Have you all considered this? I assure you that I will fulfill the terms of the contract as long as I am in Jingyang County."

If you have thought it through, please sign the contract!"

Several old men looked at the village chief, wanting him to speak.

This Lord Song looked young, but he was full of aura and was able to suppress them.

The village chief's face immediately filled with smiles, and he said sincerely, "Master Song, we have thought it through, and everyone agrees. We have all put our fingerprints on this contract. Please take a look!"

Song Jinshu took the contract and glanced at it. There were only two names written on it, Yang Jiabao and Yang Cheng, who should be the village chief and his son. The others had their fingerprints pressed.

Country people are lucky enough to know a few words, and even fewer can write, so contracts and the like are basically signed with fingerprints.

"Well! We will each hold a copy of this contract. When the hot spring villa opens in the future, I will send someone to hand it over to you."

The matter of the hot spring villa will not be finalized until winter at the earliest, and she has other important things to do at the moment.

"Yes! Sir Song, do you know when this... hot spring villa will open?"

In the village, apart from the able-bodied laborers who were out doing labor service, there were also half-grown children who were idle at home.

If this hot spring villa also provided food and wages like doing corvée labor, then their mountain village would become a rich village.

After all, the canal will be dug eventually, and as for the hot spring villa business, as long as Lord Song survives, their descendants will never have trouble finding work.