He was described as having a rugged and robust physique, but contrary to that, he was actually very meticulous, considering every aspect of things along the way.
They also said... it was all good stuff, praising me to the skies!
Now that Wang Guifen has told me that Hu Wenhua is with them, I am truly relieved.
The old village chief looked at the crowd and explained the purpose of gathering everyone together today: "The main reason for bringing everyone here today is to ask for your opinions: Since we have invited Hu Wenhua to lead the way, we should listen to him."
You can't complain about where you sell or the price. If you're not satisfied, just wait until you get back and don't go there again. You can't cause a scene or embarrass others in public.
The old village chief used the word "please," which showed respect.
Everyone understood that if they agreed, they would have to follow their way of doing things and obey their orders.
If you disagree, say so now. Don't agree now and then go back on your word and embarrass yourself later when you get to the prefectural city.
And if you go along, even if it's really bad, you have to put up with it! We'll talk about it when you get back.
"My family has no problem!" Anyway, they wouldn't know how to sell it even if they went to the prefectural city.
"Me too!" We've only been to the prefectural city a few times. Once inside, we can't even tell which way is which, let alone where to sell our wares or what to do if we can't sell them.
"It's good to have someone take the lead; I'll definitely listen to them." It'll prevent me from wandering around aimlessly like a headless fly. That's great.
Besides, someone like Da Zhu or Er Zhu would definitely not work! But Hu Wenhua can! He believes he can lead the team well.
Seeing that everyone had basically expressed their opinions, the old village chief continued, "Alright, then everyone go home and tally up the number of rabbits you want to sell and the people you're sending. We'll set off first thing tomorrow morning."
The rabbit farmers were very excited when they learned that the rabbits were going to be sold, and they all rushed home to prepare.
Zhang the Bald didn't care. He had plenty of cornmeal at home, enough to eat. He didn't care about the hard work they did. What was the point of living like that?
Besides, he didn't raise any rabbits; he came purely to watch the fun—lying down all the time wasn't good either, his back hurt.
Fan Qian was at the back of the crowd; his family didn't keep rabbits either.
But there wasn't enough food at home, and his mother was desperately trying to avoid selling the land, urging him to find another way.
What other solutions could he come up with?
The only option was to go out to the prefectural city to ask Fan Damu for directions. Dazhu and Erzhu said that things were very chaotic outside, so it was safest to travel with the villagers.
As soon as he got home, he heard arguing coming from inside. Fan Qian frowned, not wanting to go home, but he still went in anyway.
"Grandma, look how well Zhang the Bald has eaten after selling dozens of acres of land! Why can't we sell ours?"
While they were working, they overheard Zhang Chunhua say that her family was eating their fill of cornmeal every day, and that they were doing even better than before the flood.
Mother Fan glared at them with her triangular eyes, "No way! If you sell the land again, how will the four of you get married?"
Upon hearing that her son was being arranged to marry, Sun Jinhua remained silent.
All four pillars pouted at the same time, saying, "We can't even get enough to eat, why would we want to get married?"
Are you going to marry me and starve together?
"Grandma, you used to be able to sell your land whenever something happened, and you lived a very comfortable life. Now that our whole family is starving, you won't let us sell it anymore," Fan Sanzhu muttered under his breath.
Fan Erzhu was also dissatisfied: "If we don't sell the land, how will we survive? When will we ever stop starving!"
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