Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

When I came to the settlement, the women were gathered here and there to chat.

"It's awesome every time"

I've seen the village ladies gather in unison many times, but I'm going to be depressed by the heat emanating from my body, whether it's vibrancy or excitement before I head for this shopping trip.

"That's right. Something different this time."

"Ho."

Your brother, try to bring a good deal of it. Well, they must have brought it this time because it's for two cars.

"But why are we chatting?

I don't know when to open a grocery store. When guests arrive, it's the country rule to open a shop.

"There's a lot of people, so we're gonna do it in the square."

Become a navel. That's right.

"Besides, if you put it in order, you'll get dissatisfaction from the later people."

That's certainly true if you ask me. Auntie, you thought about it.

When I came to the square, my aunts lined up clothes and clothes at the grocery store.

"Ooh, auntie. Don't be so smart."

"Ah, bei. Are you shopping, too?

"No, I've been talking to the village chief. But that's an awesome amount. Your aunt asked you to do this?

"Oh. Yeah, but I didn't think you'd bring this much."

"Did you talk to your brother?

"Oh, we talked about it. He said he was coming next. I went to you in the morning, didn't I see you?

"No, we met. I just wanted to come down and say hello."

"Really? Well, I'm staying at your place today, so we can talk about it then."

What a little public talk and off the spot. I don't even want to get caught in the fever of the women.

"Bae won't look at it? You're gonna lose it."

"I'll leave that area to Toala. Keep the money in my name."

There is also a barter (payment), so you can put it on and exchange it for what your aunt wants later.

"Okay. It's a good choice."

He said to Toala, who smiled, "Please," and headed to the village chief's house.

The village chief of our village of Bobra has a history dating from the pioneering era and has produced village chiefs from generation to generation. So to speak, it is a formatted house and the only majestic clan with a surname.

So the mansion is also close to the square, and a third of the settlement has become the land of the village chief.

In preparation for the demonic attack, the village chief's house is surrounded by walls, with stone gates and a good distance to the mansion.

In the case of aristocracy, there is a horse cabin, a house of separation, and for the de countryside, it is arranged in a nice way and beautifully constructed.

"Chi. Mayor, are you there?

Speak to the old servant who is cleaning the garden.

"Ooh. Bae. I'll stay home."

"Aiyi"

When he dived through the open door and entered the front door (the workshop), the village chief's and his - former village chief's and his grandson's Lhasa (six years old) were caging.

Speaking of peasants, we can't afford to live. If you can move, work. It's a virtue in the country.

"Oh, I'll get in the way."

"Ooh, bei. What do you want to do?

"I need to talk to the village chief. Are you there?"

"I'm going to the field now. Lhasa. Tell Zada to call me."

I said I got it and Lhasa ran out and went.

"Well, come on up. Bye. Tea, please."

I told him to serve tea if he came out of the back.

"Oh, Bae. Welcome."

"I'm interrupting."

I returned my greeting and sat at the table that was placed in front of the fireplace.

"Can I get you a coffee?

The mayor is also a coffeemaker, so you can brew too.

"Oh, please."

It's not someone else's home I know on my own, but, well, it comes a lot, so I let it slow me down until the village chief arrives.