Seeing her daughter's confident demeanor, she had no choice but to put her worries aside for the time being.
Two days later, Song Fanxing and Fang Jie returned to Shuanghe Village to see the village secretary.
The village secretary greeted them like they were the God of Wealth, his face crinkling with wrinkles so deep it could trap a fly.
Why did it take you so long to arrive?
Song Fanxing smiled; she knew the deal was done.
Next, the village secretary led them to claim land, and the farmers were paid rent for the land they occupied.
A total of five acres of land, more than 3,000 square meters, were fenced off.
The annual rent is 50 yuan.
She gave the money to the village party secretary, who then gave the money to the farmers whose land had been occupied.
Fang Jie brought money with her. She paid on the spot, signed the contract, and pressed her fingerprint on it. The village secretary received a copy, and Fang Jie received a copy.
Back home, Fang Jie was somewhat absent-minded.
Upon seeing this, Song Fanxing took the initiative to go to the kitchen to start a fire and cook.
When Song Darong returned home, he found Fang Jie sitting blankly on a stool, while his daughter was cooking.
He was startled.
"Honey, what happened? Don't scare me."
Fang Jie did not respond.
Song Darong became even more anxious, "Wife, tell me what's wrong. Don't worry, I'm here, I can solve anything for you."
Fang Jie then took out a piece of paper and spread it in front of Song Darong.
When Song Darong looked at it, he saw that it was a land lease contract.
He asked in confusion, "Where did it come from?"
Fang Jie: "I can't read, but you can, right? My name is on it, and Xingxing signed it for me."
Song Darong then noticed the two characters "Fang Jie" written in the lower right corner. The handwriting was neat and beautiful, and it was his daughter's handwriting.
"What do you mean?"
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