Rebirth: Don't Be the Best

After a hasty breakfast, Zhang Shu went to the yard to wash his face again before going out.

Grandma Zhang looked at his back, and then whispered to her husband, "Do you think our tree seems to have grown taller?"

"It seems a little bit. But I estimate that he probably stood up straight. This kid used to like to hunched over, as if he was afraid that others would see him." Grandpa Zhang concluded.

"This child has lost his father and mother since he was a child, and he has always been a little bit anxious about it. Now it seems that he is thinking about it." Grandma Zhang looked a little nostalgic, her eldest son was really filial.

Zhang Shu didn't know what the two elders thought of him. When he arrived at the village, there was no one there.He found a stone bench and sat down, looking at the place.

After a while, someone stopped in front of him, "Hey, what are you thinking, kid?"

"Brother Laiwang?" Zhang Shu felt a little happy when he saw someone coming. Now he doesn't have to face the village chief alone. He is really not suitable for finding topics to chat with others.

"Yeah, you kid don't know, right? You come to settle the accounts, and I mentioned it to the village chief." Laiwang had been with him for more than ten days, and he knew that he was quick at counting and had a good memory.

This kid knows how to be grateful. He has brought so many people out to work before, and no one is willing to give him half a chicken leg.Even when passing by some people's homes, he was not even willing to pour out half a bowl of water.Of course, those people never took them with them.

He is not a Bodhisattva, nor a saint. He doesn't have the kind of kindness to pull others, and he almost caused famine in his own family!What did he take people out for?Isn't it just hoping that someone can read him a little bit, so that when something happens in the future, there will be someone to talk to?

Taking the half chicken back, his parents, his husband, and his son all ate happily.In his heart, he felt a little uncomfortable.The only time he didn't eat chicken during Chinese New Year was given to him by Zhang Shu.

So when the village chief mentioned that he didn't know who to ask to settle the accounts, he immediately mentioned Zhang Shu.

"Let me tell you, how did the village chief know that I would settle accounts. Thank you, Brother Lai Wang, I went to catch fish in the river another day, and I will treat you to a meal." Zhang Shu knew him better, and he spoke generously up.In fact, it's not that he doesn't know how to joke, but sometimes when the words come to his lips, he swallows them back abruptly. Now he is choking his throat, forcing himself to say what he wants to say.

"Then I'll be waiting for your meal, haha." Laiwang laughed loudly, and the people who came from behind listened to the excitement and all joined in. For a moment, Zhang Shu's location became the center.

Zhang Shu looked around and found that most of the people who came here had worked as part-time workers with him, and he felt a lot more relaxed.Boldly chatted with these people.

"Are you all here? Why are you all gathered here?" The village chief's majestic voice sounded from behind, and the crowd dispersed immediately.

"This time it's the same as before. You people are responsible for pulling the carts to the grain station. There are two people in each cart. After loading, you will go on the road and wait for us there. Zhang Shu and I will go to each household to weigh the grain."

"By the way, I made an agreement with old man Li near the grain station, you will rest at his place later, the big vegetable buns are enough!"

The voices of the villagers sounded very happy, and everyone was talking about the generosity of the village head.I have eaten too much yellow buns and black buns, this steamed stuffed bun is a good thing!

Everyone is happy with things that don’t cost money. In fact, everyone doesn’t want to spend so much money on a few copper coins, but what should we do?Poor!

Zhang Shu followed the village chief to the door of the first family. His family sent a little grandson to wait outside. When he saw the village chief coming, he shouted loudly, "Grandpa, the village chief is here!"

An old man came out soon. He was carrying a big bag in both hands. The bag looked heavy, and it was full of food. The old man seemed to be struggling at every step.

Zhang Shu stepped forward, picked up the bag with all his strength and put it at the door.

There was a glint of approval in the eyes of the village head, but it quickly disappeared.The person pushing the cart behind took down a large scale, a pole and a rope.

They skillfully tied the rope to the mouth of the bag, hooked it with a scale hook, and passed it through with a shoulder pole. The two men lifted it up, and the village chief looked at the scale, "Zhang Shu, write it down, there are seven buckets and one liter of rice."

Zhang Shu picked up the account book given to him by the village head, and wrote it down with a sharpened charcoal stick, Li Genmin, seven buckets and one liter of rice.

"Brother, is it enough to sell these this year?" The village head talked to him with a smile.

"Enough is enough," the old man's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, "This year Xiaoer has worked hard and made some money, which is almost enough to pay taxes, and there is no need to sell so much food."

The less food sold, the better the life of the family, and the family does not have to suffer from famine.The village chief is also very happy. Since he is sitting in this position, he always has some righteousness in his heart. More than anyone else, he hopes that the villagers under him will live well.

The men put the bags on the cart and continued to follow the village head to the next house.Some households sell little, some households don’t need to sell, but some people sell almost half of their grain.

At this time, the village head's face will be extremely dignified.

When passing Zhang Shu's house, the village chief also asked a symbolic question, but everyone knows that Zhang Shu's life is one of the best in the village.

When approaching Li Mujin's house, Zhang Shu's heart was beating wildly. Since he gave him the hairpin, the two haven't met each other yet!Zhang Shu, who was restless and impatient, never thought about it. In fact, they were separated by only one day.

Li Mujin's family is a hunter, and there is no surplus food to sell. What a small field produces is not enough for the family to eat, and most of the time they have to spend money to buy it.

The village chief also asked across the yard, and after getting the answer that he would not sell grain, he took the people away. He didn't dare to delay, and he had to go to more than a dozen houses today.

It was almost noon when the grain was harvested.The village chief thought of those people who had already left with the cart before, so he didn't let the big guys go back, but took everyone on the road together to meet them.

Liangzhan is in their town, about an hour away from the village, and several big villages around sell their goods here, so although it is not as lively as the county town, it is still quite popular.