Liu Decai looked displeased, but finally chuckled.

"Uncle Village Head, I was just expressing my doubts."

"After all, the items are right here. There has to be a way to divide them, right?"

"If you say we shouldn't break up, then we shouldn't. If you say we should break up, then we have no complaints, right?"

Ye Li glared at him but didn't say anything.

Old Man Ye sneered, "You're right. De Cai is just like your father, always wanting an 'explanation'!"

Ye Caiping has now found her memories of Liu Decai.

Liu Decai's father was the one who fought with Old Man Ye thirty years ago.

It was Liu Decai's turn to irrigate his fields, but his whole family was visiting relatives that day.

Old Man Ye knew that time was of the essence, so he told the village head to fill his own bottle first.

When Liu Decai's family returned, they saw that Old Man Ye had already drunk the liquor, so they demanded an explanation from him.

They started arguing and then started fighting. In the end, they pushed down Old Lady Ye, who was pregnant at the time, causing the original owner to be sickly from birth and almost die.

Because of this incident, the two families became enemies.

Liu Decai's father passed away some years ago, and Liu Decai inherited his father's stubborn and troublemaking personality, making him a notorious troublemaker in the village.

Ye Caiping gave Liu Decai a cold glance and stopped distributing the village's cassava, which was already part of her plan.

Now that the method has been taught, a good reputation must be earned in return.

If we were to share another portion, it would be a good deed, but instead we would only earn complaints.

In this era, if you want to make your way out of the village, you must build up your reputation.

Now, thanks to Liu Decai's actions, their family's kindness to the village seems even greater.

"Cai Ping." Ye Lizheng walked over and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry you had to go through this today, but you did the right thing. Don't worry, Uncle won't let you suffer."

Ye Caiping: "??"

Ye Lizheng had already turned around and shouted to the villagers, "Come on, line up quickly and get your cassava!"

The villagers hurriedly lined up. Two long queues formed, a dense crowd, with noise and shouts rising and falling.

"Erdan, you're not 12 years old! Go register with your Uncle Daquan."

“Who says my Erdan isn’t 12 yet? Look at him, he’s tall and strong, he looks like a 13 or 14-year-old.”

"Go back and get your household registration certificate! Go, go, go!"

Upon hearing that they needed to go back to retrieve their household registration books, the teenagers who had originally intended to deceive everyone swarmed away and lined up with Ye Daquan.

Ye Li nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the chaotic yet orderly scene.

Soon, half an hour later, all the villagers were carrying bags of cassava, their faces beaming with joy.

Those with fewer family members received 60-70 jin (30-35 kg), while those with more family members received 500-600 jin (250-300 kg).

Just as the crowd was beginning to disperse, the village head's wife walked up to Ye Caiping with a smile:

"We are able to get so many cassava thanks to you, this is to thank you."

As he spoke, he stuffed a cloth bag into Ye Caiping's hand.

Ye Caiping opened it and found it contained a small bag of brown rice: "Auntie, no need."

"Take it, take it. It's just two pounds of brown rice. Our family got over a hundred pounds of cassava! No matter how you look at it, we're the ones who got the better deal."

The villagers who were about to leave stopped in their tracks. Zhu Zi's wife said, "Auntie is right. We got so many cassava thanks to you. I'll have to thank you later."

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Laughter erupted from the crowd.

Ye Caiping couldn't help but look at Ye Lizheng, who smiled and nodded at her.

So that's how it is. She definitely didn't suffer any loss!

Ye Caiping took the small bag of rice: "Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

The villagers returned home and immediately laid out the cassava to dry in their yards, filling the entire village with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

As soon as Ye Caiping and Grandma Ye arrived home, they saw Zhu Zi's wife and Tie Niu's wife coming together.

Each person held a small bag of brown rice.

Zhu Zi's wife said, "Cai Ping, it's all thanks to you that my family received more than 200 catties of cassava."

"My weight is over 300 jin (150 kg)."

The two men gave her two jin of brown rice each, and three jin each. Ye Caiping said a few polite words, then accepted them with a smile.

Pour the rice into the wooden bucket and return the bag to them.

Just then, a skinny little boy of about seven or eight years old walked in, carrying a bag of brown rice: "This is from my family. Thank you, Aunt Caiping, and thank you, Grandpa Ye."

Du looked at him with delight: "Hu Xiaosi, this rice looks like it weighs three jin. Did your mother give it to you?"

Hu Xiaosi opened his mouth, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Ye Yong stepped forward, frowning, "Mother, don't make things difficult for people."

He took the bag of rice, casually grabbed a small handful and put it in the bucket, then handed the bag back to Hu Xiaosi: "We appreciate your thanks. Go back now!"

Hu Xiaosi readily agreed and left.

Ye Yong turned to Ye Caiping and said, "I'll chop firewood to make up for the rice that was short earlier."

Ye Caiping said, "What do you mean by 'supplements'? Although I told everyone the method to remove the poison, digging and selecting the cassava was all your work. You have the right to decide on these rewards. Besides, you must have a reason for doing this, right?"

Ye Yong paused for a moment before saying, "This family is in a difficult situation. They don't have any able-bodied men, and they rely on just two women to make ends meet."

“Since they are struggling financially, we can’t take too much. Just take a little as a token,” Ye Caiping said.

Old Man Ye chuckled, "That makes sense."

Ye Caiping thought of the little boy from earlier again.

The surname is Hu? Then it must be Hu Xiuxiu's family.

According to Ye Yong, Hu Xiuxiu's father has passed away, and the family is supported by Hu Xiuxiu and her mother. Her seven younger brothers are all children.

Next, villagers came one after another to give gifts of gratitude. Most of them were brown rice; three or four pounds was not too much, and a pound or half a pound was not too little. Some even brought two eggs.

The most generous family gave a full five kilograms of brown rice. Because that family had a large population, they also received the most cassava, a total of over six hundred kilograms.

There were several particularly poor families, with elderly, weak, sick, or disabled members. Ye Caiping simply grabbed a handful of rice and returned it to them.

Those in need should be helped, but we should also give them a token amount of assistance.

Take what you're entitled to, and take what you're entitled to.

Otherwise, people will think that their things are easy to take, and that she will have even more good things in the future, which won't be free.

Almost no one came in the afternoon.

Grandma Ye and Madam Du looked at the buckets of brown rice on the ground, their faces beaming with joy.

Old Man Ye said, "I estimate it to be around two hundred jin."

Ye Daquan grinned: "When Liu Decai said that our family couldn't divide the property, I was so angry... Even though we had no intention of dividing it with the village a long time ago, I was still really angry."

“I didn’t expect everyone to be so reasonable. Although there are only about two hundred pounds of brown rice, it’s dry. The cassava is wet, and it will shrink by half after drying. So, it’s like our family got an extra share.”

Ye Caiping calculated that, apart from about ten stingy households, almost the entire village had given a thank-you gift.

It is evident that the villagers are simple and grateful.