My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

“How can a child be the head of such a big village?”

"What a nonsense! If I see her, I have to teach her a lesson. Whose child is so rude!"

"Then Li Taihong was also a short-lived ghost. He was burned to death by fire from the sky. Is the new village chief his son now? Li Yuelin?" The old man who spoke was probably in his sixties, with his hair and beard turning white. He was the richest village chief in Xiushan County. .

Taishan Village is the largest village in Xiushan County, with a permanent population of 4,000.

The old man is old and usually dislikes impetuous young people the most.

The mayor of Taishan Village had a hint of arrogance on his eyebrows: "Grandpa Li Taihong seemed to have come from Wangjia Village before, and then he went to Lijiatun to visit. A spineless thing. Wangjia Village is also very capable of building walls, watchtowers, and learning. What's the point of skiing and providing disaster relief? If your child becomes the village chief, the whole village will be tortured to death sooner or later! If you have the ability, you can earn more food for the village and give two more people a living."

There was a hint of disdain between his eyebrows.

Lijiatun has always competed with Taishan Village for the title of the largest village. Now that Li Taihong is dead, Lijiatun has nothing to fear.

"I wonder what the county magistrate asked us to do? There has been a three-year drought, locusts and ice disasters. The people are suffering." The village chief, who was close to Wangjiacun, sighed and changed the subject.

Only then did everyone's expressions darken, and they were full of anxiety.

Swish, swish, swish...

Suddenly, everyone seemed to hear something.

I saw snowflakes rising in the distance, and figures approaching the county government office.

More than thirty young men with knives in their hands stopped all at once, with rosy faces and sharp eyes.

"Little village chief, come out quickly." I saw Xu Ziyi carrying Xiao Suisui out. There was still cake stuck to the corner of the little girl's mouth.

"Is it cold?" Xu Ziyi asked carefully.

"It's not cold. My brother put a quilt inside." Suisui smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her teeth.

Cute, cute, and amazingly smart.

Everyone looked at Wangjiacun and was startled. In this year of disaster, they were all hungry and skinny. Why did Wangjiacun...

All of them looked shiny, and the muscles on their bodies could be seen through the thick coats.

The head of Lijiatun Village also hurried over shortly after Suisui arrived.

The energy and spirit actually overwhelm Wangjiacun.

"Wang Youcai, how generous are you to hand over the position of village chief to a three or four-year-old child? Aren't you afraid that your ancestors will jump out of their graves and cause trouble for you?" the old man of Taishan Village said with a smile, without even looking at Suisui. , I just felt that this girl was someone's puppet.

She does look pretty, very festive and good-looking.

Wang Youcai stood behind Suisui, and no one jumped over her.

"Those who are capable will live there." Wang Youcai said calmly.

The head of Taishan Village scolded him coldly, and then said: "Let's go..."

The old man's hair and beard are white, but his back is extremely straight.

The master has already prepared hot tea in the lobby, waiting for everyone to enter.

I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but Yan Suisui was placed at the end.

The end is near the gate and the wind is strong.

After everyone sat down, everyone in Wangjia Village took out quilts from their backpacks and blocked the cold wind at the door.

Someone took out a fire cage from his pocket and placed it at Yan Suisui's feet. Sweet potatoes and peanuts were roasting inside.

Yan Hansheng pushed the hot tea away, and the lady had prepared snacks early in the morning.

A stack of pastries was laid out for her.

Wang Youcai took out a bamboo tube with a reed pipe inserted in it.

"Drink some milk tea to warm yourself up. There are double amounts of taro balls in it. It's because of the poor conditions in our village that you have suffered." Wang Youcai looked guilty.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it. Taishan Village originally wanted to say something.

At this moment, I only felt a slap on my old face.

Is this called emptiness? Is this a puppet?

Pooh.

It's like serving the emperor.

The smile on the master's face fell instantly.

I still want to suppress the prestige of Wangjiacun, but I don’t want to...

The other party made a big splash.

This Wangjia Village is also a group of spineless cowards, being managed by a child sitting on their head.

Wang Youcai rolled his eyes.

What can you do with face? Can it be eaten? Can it be eaten as meat? Can he survive?

Phew, he dreams every day that his ancestors are trying to fake corpses and come out to take advantage of them.

He can live such a good life only by standing on the shoulders of his ancestors.

Since giving up their position to Yan Suisui, the villagers have gained weight!

This guy doesn't know where his luck comes from.

If you take people up the mountain, you can bring back wild boars, rabbits, pheasants, etc. when you return.

From time to time, he would kill a head to add a meal to the refugees, and the faces of the refugees were visibly rosy.

The most amazing thing is.

One of the three pigs given by everyone to congratulate them was a sow, and she would go for a walk from time to time.

The piglets were born in the second month. Eight piglets were born. They were chubby and all alive.

Those sheep produced goat milk every day, and the village made goat milk into milk tea. The price of a cup was ten cents, and the supply exceeded the demand in the village.

A few days ago, I bought four sheep from Juren Village, and the Yan family sold the two sheep directly to the village.

Today there are eight sheep in the village.

Those chickens lay an egg a day and are never lazy.

Wang Youcai regretted not giving up his position earlier.

In just a few months, the village's public property has increased several times, and now it is possible to make small things from time to time and sell them on its own.

Wang Youcai glanced at the group of old men, "You don't understand the happiness of Wangjia Village."

Holding a cup of milk tea and listening to the opera, everyone feels as happy as a god.

The whole room is filled with the rich fragrance of milk tea, fragrant and strong.

"It's really nonsense. You are eating snacks while talking about business. You are really a child!" The head of Taishan Village slammed his cane heavily. He was old and the most old-fashioned person.

Even if someone comes out to smooth things over.

"Chief Yanxiao, what are you drinking...what is this?" the head of Yunlai Village asked with a smile. This is a large village on the same level as Taishan Village.

"This is milk tea, which is made from fresh goat's milk after removing the fishy smell. We have brought a lot for you uncles to try..." Suisui waved his hand, and Yan Hansheng brought out a bamboo basket with some Full of small bamboo tubes.

Wang Youcai was stunned?

How could she be so generous?

"Drink a cup to warm yourself up in winter. Our village often sells it for only fifteen cents a cup. It fills your stomach and sweetens your mouth... If you have one cup, you won't have to eat for the whole day." Bamboo is cut on the mountain, and goat milk is made at home. It's a squeeze, the candy was given as a congratulatory gift last time.

Goat milk is fishy and smelly, and you could buy a bucket of it for ten cents in the past.

In these disaster years, the most we can get is twenty cents per bucket.

Besides, the goat milk needs to be mixed with some water, but it doesn’t actually take much.

As for taro, every household grows a lot of it, but many people don't like to eat it because of its numbness.

As for the cassava, they had been used as firewood before Yan Suisui came.

Now the village is full of heaps, and no one except her knows how to extract cassava flour.

The only valuable thing in it is probably a pinch of sugar.

The head of Taishan Village sneered.

In this year of famine, who has time to spend fifteen cents on snacks?

Spending such unjust money is just stupid.

That's all the little girl can think of.

He picked up the bamboo tube on the table and took a casual sip.

The sweet, soft, glutinous and fragrant Yuanzi comes into your mouth, and your teeth bounce slightly when you take a bite. The faint aroma of tea is mixed with the aroma of milk, and the aftertaste is sweet and filling.

The head of Taishan Village blinked.

I couldn't help but take another sip.

He drank this sip so much that it would explode.

The old village chief's eyes suddenly lit up.