Chapter 383 Murakami's Money
"Brother, it's really not that I didn't say it on purpose. The little second's mother was the first to know about it, and she kept me a secret. Later, we fled the village together and the whole family had dinner together, so she told me the truth. I don’t believe it, it’s not a joke, but after observing it slowly for a while, I realized that it’s the real thing..."
Yan Laoer wiped his face, and said very coyly: "Before we went to Gufeng and Guiyuan, didn't we all go at night when no one was around? Well, if it's okay, I'll let Xiaoer support two poles and try Let's see if her strength is real or not, how big is it...
Brother, Xiao Er...it’s okay to come back from Guiyuan by rafting..."
Yan Huaiwen understands what his younger siblings do, and he is also kind and motherly.
No wonder Tianyou loves to take Xiaoer out. He thought it was Xiaoer's intelligence, but Tianyou couldn't bear to bury him. Taking advantage of his young age and indistinguishable gender, he took him out to see the world. It turned out to be for other purposes...
Maybe, a bit of both?
"Is Xiao Er not used to it?" Yan Huaiwen turned to ask Yan Yu.
Yan Yu looked naive: "I'm not used to it, uncle, I'm very strong and can do a lot of work, but my father and mother don't let me use my strength in front of others, but this time Beirong came, I, I couldn't hold back."
She asked cautiously: "Uncle, can I do whatever I want like Uncle Qi's in the future?"
Thinking of Bei Rong's killing and Xiao Er showing up in front of people, Yan Huaiwen secretly sighed in his heart, so it's really hard to hide.
...
"We still have to restrain ourselves, don't use it if you have to." Yan Huaiwen urged earnestly.
Yan Yu nodded obediently.
Looking at such a niece, Yan Huaiwen was relieved and had a headache.
It's one thing to guess, quite another to be sure.
Now the family has no money left. In the future, they still need to buy some property for the younger ones.
…
After Yan Yu confessed, she felt refreshed and slept very soundly.
Woke up early in the morning, full of energy.
On the other hand, Da Ya didn't sleep well that night.
First Xiaoer came to give six taels of silver, and later second uncle sent another ten taels, saying that not only she had, but Henger, Xiaoer, and the child in the aunt's belly, everyone had it.
She tossed and turned all night, thinking that when she lost her mother when she was young, she was brought up by her aunt alone. Before she became a second child, she and Heng Er were the only ones by her aunt's side, and she took good care of her. As I grew up day by day, I gradually let go...
In the morning, Da Ya just got up in a daze, when her father called her into the house again and gave her ten taels of silver.
Da Ya told Yan Huaiwen about the fact that the second uncle and the second uncle and aunt both gave her money.
Yan Huaiwen was silent.
"Just accept it, it's your second uncle's wish."
The foundation of the family is weak, and suddenly there is such a sum of foreign money, but I think of a place to go.
…
Yan Yu went to Qi's house early in the morning.
Discussed with Grandma Qi to buy the forest land in the south. From now on, the forest will be theirs.
Before, there was no such condition. Cutting down trees and burning charcoal with the head covered, putting the money in the pockets, and now that you have surplus money in your hands, it is better to fill this hole.
Cooked a small stove for Fourth Uncle Qi as usual, and brought a small pot of spinach and fish ball soup.
Mrs. Qi can't help but listen to the movement.
Say it clearly and imply that Yan Yu can't stop Yan Yu from feeding Qi Si...
I had no choice but to close one eye and pretend not to see.
"It's just chopping for our own use. When we plan it out, we'll chop one tree and make up two. We'll see after a few years, and we'll still make money." Yan Yu said, "Besides, only those people who are close to the forest come here. Most people go into the mountains, and the distance is shorter.” It is also more convenient to find something nearby on the mountain.
Mrs. Qi is a sharp person, and she said immediately after hearing the words: "In that case, Xiao Er is waiting, and Grandma Qi is going to get the money."
Talking and going back to get the money.
Yan Yu hurriedly said: "Grandma Qi, don't be too busy, let my father go back to Huju and ask him to find out the price of that piece of woodland with the old man. If the price is similar, we can buy it before winter comes. "
It’s still autumn, and it’s chilly at night. There’s not a single day in his house that doesn’t burn the kang.
Mrs. Qi was vigorous and resolute, and she took the money when she said she would take it.
The reward silver from the Qi family was stuffed into Yan Yu's arms just one night after he got it.
Yan Yu couldn't shirk it, so he thought it would be okay, let his father go with the money, and go through the formalities directly after the negotiation is over, so as not to have to go back and forth twice.
Yan Yu took the ledger and found several village elders.
Stretched his posture and began to settle accounts.
Yan's second son stood aside to support her.
Village Chief Luo smiled and listened to her talk.
The money for buying bamboo should be paid by the village. The previous batch and the ones that are going to be bought in the future should be paid by the village...
The medicine used by Mr. Cui, although the villagers went to the mountains to find it, but they all recorded work points. Now that they are used, they should be paid for, just like selling them, and then they will be exchanged for work points...
The aunts and sisters who cook porridge and cook medicine work hard, watch the fire and take care of the wounded. Although they are not fighting Beibei, they are closely related. Should the village also subsidize subsidies...
There are also the rice and dried meat used for cooking porridge, the damaged door panels of various houses, the things that have been scourge, etc., should they also be written off the account of the village...
Let’s talk about the wounded again. If it’s small, it’s my own injury. If it’s big, it’s to protect the village. The village should give condolences...
Old Song Tou kept nodding his head and kept clicking his tongue. Hearing this, he asked in puzzlement, "What condolences?"
"It's just that your elders, who are highly respected, went to see the injured home, gave some money for food and other things, and said a few words so that you can be more careful in the future and take care of your illness." Yan Yu opened his mouth and added another sentence: "The expenses are also paid in the village."
Several old men understood.
The ones in front are to dig out the money in the account of the village.
They understand the latter better.
Like Village Chief Luo, he doesn’t go to see whoever’s family has a big or small affair. When life is difficult, he will add a few words to him. It’s a kind heart, but he always pays from his own family.
There is money in the village...it was only after they arrived in Guanzhou that they started to have money.
These are common examples.
This is generally the case in villages where clans live together.
Xiao’an Village in the past was too poor to make an example.
Now they're not the same surname, and it's better to be the same.
"We need money everywhere, is the money in the village enough?" asked Village Chief Luo.
Hearing Xiao Er crackling again, he made a good calculation for them.
The old men listened with a smile, nodding their heads for a while, and saying hello for a while, but they didn't fully agree.
Yan Yuti’s family must pay for the losses in the village, which is not acceptable to them.
Yan Laoer was beside him and chimed in: "Uncle Luo, think about it, if Murakami makes up the money and Bei Rong comes, we all have nothing to worry about, and we must all be bent on killing them.
If it’s from my own family, will someone think this way: My family is fine, let others care…”
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