With Fourth Uncle Guo setting an example, the process went much more smoothly.
The villagers' enthusiasm was at an all-time high, and they donated grain eagerly.
There were donations of full or half sacks, and plenty of basins and scoops. The days of half-bowl offerings were gone.
After all, who wouldn't want to be on the Merit List, to be noticed by everyone and praised by the County Magistrate?
Besides, the village chief had said that any amount was fine.
But to feel at ease with their name on the Merit List, they couldn't be too stingy. Otherwise, they'd just feel guilty...
Of course, things didn't always go smoothly.
As the drive was in full swing, it was inevitable that some idle gossips would say unpleasant things.
"It's not my place to say, but what you're doing here isn't right, village chief." The one who spoke was Ma Liugun.
The village chief was taken aback. "What's not right about it?"
