Chen Xian nodded, "As I said before, our family is all about fairness."
"There are four people in our family. Roughly speaking, each person can contribute ten coins. We can each give two coins to the public, and the rest can be used as we wish. Is that feasible?"
Upon hearing this, everyone stared at him in silence, as if time had frozen. If Si Niu hadn't waved her hand in front of Da Zhu's eyes, they would have almost thought that their eldest brother had lost his soul.
The eldest son stammered, shrinking back, waving his hands repeatedly, "Father...no, Dad..."
He was already rambling incoherently.
The second son's usually stern face rarely showed a look of surprise.
That's eight coins, a huge sum of money.
How could Dad bear to do that?
Cuihua was the first to react, "Dad, I don't want it. I don't need to spend money at home. Didn't you say you wanted to do business? Let's keep these as capital for the business."
Chen, a nobody in the Chen family, was also taken aback when Su Shuangshuang looked at him in surprise. She and Su Liniang were having a small meeting over there.
How could my husband be this kind of person?
I asked around in the village, and even in Hongye Village, but I couldn't find anyone like that. Someone who could work for someone's family and get paid for it.
That's not how it should be.
When she arrived, Su Xiaotou was still a little regretful. The man she was marrying was a 35-year-old man. He was old, had a bad temper, and had four children. She had prepared herself mentally.
I just need something to eat, boohoo, I really don't ask for much. Of course, it would be even better if I could eat a white steamed bun every day... Of course, the steamed bun at the end is just wishful thinking.
Oh, so good, my husband, so very good.
Su Liniang nodded slightly. The sky was a clear blue, and the Chen family's sky was transparent and pure. The breeze blowing through the courtyard brought sweet smiles to everyone's faces and took away their sorrows.
Chen Xian: "You don't want to! Look at your wife's clothes, there's not a single decent piece of cloth in them, and she doesn't even have a hairpin in her hair. Don't you feel any pity for your wife?"
The eldest brother stammered again, "I...I...I..."
Chen Xian made the final decision, "Alright. This time you'll come with me to town to take a look."
The eldest brother refused: "But I still need to fetch water!"
Chen Xian interrupted, "One more bucket won't make a difference. We'll talk about it when we get back."
Give money to the Chen family.
Cuihua turned away and secretly wiped away her tears.
Liniang looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes: apart from being a bit old and having a few children, he was really, really good.
She touched her hair and silently made up her mind.
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