Tan Dingguo glanced at him, then calmly said, "Today, the workshop director from the textile factory is here. He's willing to offer 200 jin of grain and 50 yuan in exchange for this recruitment quota."

It's already been clearly written down in black and white. If you want the recruitment quota back...

Naturally, we have to pay them extra to buy it back.

Don't forget, even if you go to work, you'll still be subject to someone else's management.

Besides, it's still uncertain whether they'll even agree to the price I've proposed!

Upon hearing the village chief's words, Fu Hongye immediately lost his spirit.

Let alone 300 jin of grain and 100 yuan, even if it were 200 jin of grain and 50 yuan, the family would never take it out, no matter what.

If it were behind his older brothers' backs, his parents might secretly help him out a bit.

But now, it's clearly impossible.

Fu Hongzhong, however, was quick-witted. Knowing that the job was no longer possible, he immediately asked, "Then what about the money and food for selling the job?"

How will you give it to us?

Ning Jing just laughed it off!

Where's your face?

Wow, it's so big!

Why should we give it to you? This is clearly the grain and money that her family sold through their work. What does it have to do with them?

Tan Dingguo glared at Fu Hongzhong as if he were an idiot, then turned his gaze to Fu Bingqiang.

"Bingqiang, what do you say?"

Is it the same idea as your third child?

Fu Bingqiang was stared at by the village chief and stammered for a long time.

According to him, it was of course the same as the third brother's meaning.

How could Hongxing's wife take this money and food?

"Village chief, Ning Jing is just being immature. Since she's already sold that job!"

The grain and money from the sale will be kept with me for safekeeping.

If she needs money, she can just ask me.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Bingqiang said these two sentences with a heavy heart.

Upon hearing his words, Tan Dingguo and Ning Jing both chuckled.

Instead of keeping the money and food themselves, they let their uncle's family, who lived in a neighboring house, take them.

Does Fu Bingqiang think Ning Jing (himself) is a fool?

Thinking back to what Fu Hongzhong had just said, Ning Jing finally understood what it meant to be like father, like son, and like son of a mouse who knows how to dig holes!

Because Xishan Village is far from the town and located deep in the mountains, people do little more than work and sleep, with almost no recreational activities.

But during the autumn harvest season, after dinner, when it's hot and I can't sleep...

What the old and young men loved most was sitting under the oak tree at the village entrance, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, enjoying the cool air and chatting.

The day before yesterday, Wang Laowu got into a fight with Tan Qingshan, the village chief's youngest son, right here.

This time, the topic of conversation was still Fu Hongxing's wife.

"Do you think Hongxing's wife is possessed by an evil spirit?"

After recovering from her illness, she seemed like a completely different person!

"Tch, try it if your husband dies, I think she'll see."

"That's overthinking it. You just sold your job in the county so easily."

If it were you, would you be willing to do that?

"Isn't that obvious?"

Who wouldn't want to fly from this poor mountain village to the county town?

So, I don't believe that Ning Jing has become a different person; she's still soft-hearted.

Hongxing's siblings weren't her biological siblings; her husband had passed away, so she helped raise other people's children.

Why not take advantage of her youth and beauty now, find a good man and remarry? Otherwise, no one will be there to support her in the future.

If she really changed, she wouldn't just abandon Xiuhua and the others and go to the county town to work and enjoy a comfortable life.