Suspect two hundred and thirty-five

By the time Luo Shu sat down, Li Mingsheng and the other village officials also took their seats one after another.

"Little Divine Doctor, all of this has been specially prepared for you by the villagers of Siyang Village, it's a bit modest, but please don't mind!" Li Mingsheng called out to Luo Shu with a smile.

Siyang Village was indeed too poor. Almost every household had no surplus grain and couldn't put together anything decent. This time, to welcome Luo Shu, not only had all the villagers done their best to provide some food, but he had also specially applied for some funds from the brigade.

Of course, the reason the brigade agreed to grant the funds was that they had a reason. Yesterday, he had received a call from the head of the brigade, who let him know that Luo Shu had already spoken with the township, and the township head was very supportive of this matter.