At the pavilion at the village entrance.
The heavy rain continued.
But the villagers of Shuanggang Village gathered in the pavilion showed long-lost smiles.
These people,
Even the ones who got the least received ten pounds of meat.
The ones who got more,
like Uncle Qin, received more than twenty pounds.
This,
if rationed properly, could last several days.
They chatted in small groups, making the atmosphere lively.
Without exception, everyone praised Chen Xuan.
Or envied the Chen Family for having such a good son.
Regarding this,
Chen Xuan just smiled lightly. He didn't do this for any reward, whether it be reputation or something else.
After all, as an outsider, he didn't have much emotional attachment to the people of Shuanggang Village.
It was just that he had no use for the meat, so he thought he might as well do a good deed and accumulate some virtue.
"Hehe, Brother Xuan, my turn, my turn!"
At this moment,
Chen Tian approached the boulder with a wide smile.
