Fan Qian remained silent, only humming softly.
A woman rushed out of the house, her voice hoarse and unpleasant: "How can you say it's nothing! You can't call it nothing when you've broken a bone!"
Look around this house, is there even a place for her to lie down?!
Not only could she not work after being brought back, but someone also had to take care of her.
Li Wen was startled, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was Sun Jinhua.
Does the toxicity of potatoes vary from person to person?
Za Fanqian and his four sons all had fine voices, but Sun Jinhua's voice was extremely hoarse.
Oh, Guifen said that Fan Qian's mother's voice is also hoarse and unpleasant.
Does this potato poisoning have gender distinctions?
Shaking his head, Li Wen stopped worrying about unimportant matters and continued, "But... but we can't keep leaving Zhaodi at her uncle's house forever, can we?"
“Why not? Why not?” Sun Jinhua asked, her neck stiff.
Bringing them back means they can't work, and it adds another person's food rations.
We'll leave them there to eat Hu Shuiqing's grain; we won't lose out!
The one who should be anxious and angry is Hu Shuiqing.
Li Wen was surprised that the couple wasn't in a hurry at all, and asked hesitantly, "Don't you want to? The child is injured and you're not even going to check on him?"
It was pouring rain outside, but he was able to get through it. If his parents wanted to go too, it wouldn't be impossible for them to do so.
Didn't you say you were in a real hurry before? Why aren't you in a hurry now?
Fan Qian stammered, "We're not doctors, so even if we see you, you won't get better."
Li Wen understood that these two people didn't care about their daughter at all!
I've seen ruthless people, but I've never seen anyone this ruthless.
He stopped talking about Fan Zhaodi and the ditch digging. Remembering Fan Jin's reminder, he asked instead, "The river is probably going to flood the village. We need to prepare sacks to fill with soil and build dikes to prevent flooding. How many people from your family can help?"
We also need to provide burlap sacks.
Fan Qian opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Fan Dazhu and the other three chimed in, "This rain might stop soon, is it really necessary to waste sacks?"
"Yes, burlap sacks are hard to come by, and filling them with soil is tiring. Wouldn't it be better to stay home during a rainy day? Why go out and suffer?"
“We don’t object to building dikes to prevent floods, but we also think it’s unnecessary. If you insist on doing it, Uncle Li, we have nothing to say. After all, your father is the village chief of our village. What can we do but listen to him?”
Anyway, even if their family doesn't contribute manpower or labor, the villagers still want to build it.
As long as the villagers build it, their own family will also benefit.
Just like digging ditches, if the men in the village dig them, their own homes can still drain water, right? Why suffer by going out in the pouring rain?
Li Wen took a deep breath and felt a surge of fire in his chest!
Is this because they're sure they'll contribute their labor and resources to build the dike for their own families?
There was no point in continuing the conversation since they didn't see eye to eye.
If Fan Qian's family refused, Fan Damu's family would certainly be even more unwilling.
He went home seething with anger.
When I saw my family, I couldn't help but tell them everything at once.
Wang Guifen said worriedly, "What should we do? We can't just not do it either, can we?"
Upon hearing this, Li Wu and Li Qiang were so angry that they cursed him as a complete scoundrel.
"They're absolutely certain that we'll do something!"
Zhao Lan sighed, "But we can't not do it."
The old village chief, leaning on his cane, came out of the inner room, looked at the torrential rain outside the eaves, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
After tonight, the Fan family will come begging them to do it tomorrow!
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