The three assumed that Hu Wenhua bought it for his mother or Hu Shuiqing. After all, Hu Wenhua hadn't even looked at any potential partners when he delivered potatoes last time, and it was even less likely that he would look at any potential partners now that he was in the village every day. Silver hairpins were much more valuable than cloth, so how could he give such a valuable thing away to someone else?
Let alone girls you're looking for, even engaged girls won't do.
If it doesn't work out, the other party will regret it to the point of being heartbroken if they don't give it back!
Hu Wenhua felt uneasy again.
What if she doesn't like the design he chose...?
After Fan Xiaoliu bought the fabric, the four of them also found out why the city was so noisy.
Some said that the imperial relief grain had arrived, but Magistrate Wu said it hadn't. The disaster victims, refugees, and small households spread the word and prepared to go to the county government to ask for it.
Wealthy households and merchants were unwilling to join, as they had no shortage of grain and money, and they didn't care about the small amount of disaster relief grain, nor did they want to offend Magistrate Wu for this matter.
However, they did not try to dissuade them, after all, the disaster victims, the displaced people and the poor were the most unstable factors. If they had relief food, they would not cause trouble. But once they were hungry, people would do anything when they were starving!
They still hoped that Magistrate Wu would distribute the disaster relief grain as soon as possible.
Looking at the noisy crowd, even Fan Xiaoliu, who was usually the most lively and cheerful, frowned and asked hesitantly, "Will the disaster relief grain really be distributed?"
The rumors had spread, which meant there must have been some signs, but Magistrate Wu insisted there were none, clearly indicating he didn't want to issue any.
“Now that it’s hot, the vegetation is lush and there are many small animals, so the disaster victims can still survive. But if they always eat wild vegetables and don’t have any food, it won’t last long,” Xu Laosan said worriedly.
Why did they finish delivering goods for Master Bai early? It was because they saw cleanly removed human bones on the road!
What kind of animal could be gnawed so cleanly, and then boiled or roasted?
That happened in Nanning, and the disaster in Guangning Prefecture was not as severe as in Nanning. They only hoped that Magistrate Wu could control the disaster and properly resettle the victims. Otherwise, if the disaster from Nanning came later, and Guangning Prefecture was also affected, the situation might become so large that the government would not be able to control it.
"Should we go and see Fan Damu from our village?" Li Wen paused here. Fan Damu's character was really not good, so he probably couldn't be relied on!
Hu Wenhua suggested, "Shall we go to the yamen (government office) first?"
Anyway, I won't give up until I see for myself, so I have to go and check on the situation eventually. When I get back to the village, I can tell my family something if they ask.
The four men packed up their belongings and quickly pulled the cart toward the county government office.
At the side gate of the Gao family compound, Fan Damu looked at Fan Qian and the other two with an impatient expression and reiterated, "Didn't I say? No, no! There's absolutely no disaster relief grain!"
Besides, even if they did, wouldn't the yamen runners be fed? What about us servants and slaves? Do you even know how much rice and grain prices have gone up outside?!
What a bunch of bumpkins who've never seen the world! It doesn't matter who gets that little bit of disaster relief grain, it's all distributed to them. How could it possibly reach the hands of ordinary farmers like them!
Besides, he's only just entered the manor and is doing the hardest and most tiring work. Who would listen to him?
Fan Erzhu laughed and said, "Uncle Da Mu, don't you work in the county magistrate's office? Others might not get a share, but with you here, we'll get one, right?"
Fan Damu really wanted to show off in front of them, but these three came to him empty-handed, with nothing at all. Last time Fan came in, they only talked for a while and even brought three wild rabbits to curry favor with him!
Haha, he used to be so tough, but now that he's become one of Magistrate Wu's men, he's practically begging to curry favor with him.
Honestly, he now feels that talking to them is a waste of breath.
"There are more than 30 households in Shanshui Village. If I help you, the other families will definitely come begging to me when we get back! We're all from the same village. I can't help you and let the others starve to death, can I?"
It would be best if they all starved to death! That would show how correct and wise his decision was.
Fan Sanzhu quickly waved his hand: "No, no! Everyone else in the village is doing very well!"
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