"His family helped him back to bed. After something like this happened, it will be hard for him to live in the village. You said a good person chose to become a ghost instead of a good one. Who can I blame?"
In the village, if something like this happened, paying compensation would be enough to settle the matter. But thinking of this person and what he said last night made Chun Xiao feel sick. "What about our father and the others? Are their injuries serious?"
"Your father and the others are fine. After the matter was settled, they took people to the mountains to chop firewood. They said the weather was bad and they were afraid it would rain in a few days, so they prepared more firewood."
While cooking lunch at noon, Zhou looked out of the yard several times and asked, "Why hasn't Dahe come back yet? He should have come back by this time before."
"He's buying new charcoal today, but he's afraid it won't sell as well as the old charcoal, so he'll probably be late. But why haven't Dad and the others come back yet?"
"Don't worry about them. They brought some bread from the mountain today. They said they wanted to chop more bread so that your straw hut can be filled with bread. We'll bring it back later."
After lunch, Shuwen was sent back by Zhou, who asked him to go home and look after his younger brothers and sisters. She and Chunxiao used hoes to cut the weeds in preparation for reclaiming the land. There were quite a few wild trees in the field, some of which could be used to build fences, and the rest could be used as firewood. The weeds would be burned together, and the ash could be used as fertilizer.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Dahe returned, panting.
Zhou gave him a hot meal and asked him why he came back so late. Only then did she realize that the cheap charcoal was indeed not as easy to sell as the expensive one. He went to several places before he sold all the charcoal and met many people who bargained along the way. Anyway, in the end he received 1950 wen, gave the money to Chunxiao, and asked about the opening of the ancestral hall today.
Zhou then vividly recounted the story of the ancestral hall. Knowing that the silver had been fully compensated and that they had also received two piglets, Yan Dahe smiled, "After all, the beatings our father and elder brother received were not in vain." He quickly pulled out the ointment for bruises from his pocket. "This medicine is too expensive. Just this small bottle costs 560 coins."
"This should still be cheap." Chunxiao took the medicine bottle in his hand and took a look. It was not small at all. It was about the size of a child's fist.
"You guessed right, there are also bottles weighing 5 taels." Dahe said, clicking his tongue, "I'm afraid it must be made from silver."
After finishing his meal, Daha joined their team in clearing weeds. Fortunately, it was winter and many animals were hibernating. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if a snake bit them in such a messy area.
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