After returning from Chen Hai's house, Meng Shengcai took his mother to talk about his contracting of the mountain forest.
Then he said: "That shameless Chen Hai even wanted to introduce his wife's niece to me.
The abacus beads are about to fly into my face."
It is so difficult to find a wife in this run-down village. People generally get married early in rural areas, but there are still many bachelors in their twenties who are still unmarried.
In the past, when Chen Hongxing heard that someone wanted to introduce a girl to her son, she would be so happy that she would immediately bring chickens and ducks to express her gratitude.
Now, he only said lightly: "If you don't want to, just decline politely, just don't offend anyone."
Then he began to care about Meng Sheng's contracting of the forest.
"How much land do you contract? Which piece of land do you contract?
What are you going to prepare the bag for?"
Meng Sheng pointed to the mountain behind the left side of the yard and said, "That's the one. Accountant Chen said it was 87 acres. We've measured it before.
I want to hire someone to plant some trees and raise some chickens under them.”
Chen Hongxing looked at the colorful mountains and forests after the arrival of autumn and frowned, "You have a new idea every moment now, and you don't even discuss it with me and your father.
Knowing that you now understand more and have broader experience than us, I won’t say much.
Just a reminder: chickens are not easy to raise. A few is fine, but if you raise too many, they'll get sick easily."
After he finished speaking, seeing Meng Sheng nod to show that he had listened, he continued, "It's easy for me to talk, but your father will definitely get angry.
Such a big thing, but you only say something after it’s done.
This time, I won't stop you from getting beaten or scolded!"
Meng Sheng chuckled. It was impossible to discuss this matter directly with his parents who were calculating their food, clothing and other expenses every day.
As for being beaten and scolded, as long as you can't be beaten to death or scolded to death, it's not a big deal.
Chen Hongxing sighed when she saw his heartless look. She didn't know whether it was a blessing or a misfortune to have such a son.
She was worried that the child's father might be mad to death, but she also asked with concern: "The money for leasing the land is not small, is that enough for you?
It’s not enough. We have some more here, all given by you. Take it first.
Anyway, your elder brother and younger brother can both make money now. I originally wanted to use the money for them to get married and study, but now I guess they won’t be able to use it anymore!”
Meng Sheng felt soft in his heart and refused with a smile: "The money is enough. I don't have anything else now, your son, but I have a lot of money.
Just tell others that it was a loan from a credit union.
Otherwise, the people who want to become your relatives will line up from one end of the village to the other!"
Chen Hongxing slapped her naughty son and said, "Don't talk nonsense to me. I've been chasing a girl for so long and there's been no progress.
I feel ashamed just watching it!"
Meng Sheng: ·······.
This is his mother. One second she is full of motherly love, and the next second her words are as sharp as a knife.
His heart often felt like it was on a roller coaster, going up and down.
After getting past his mother's hurdle, Meng Chenglin came back from the fields at lunchtime, and Meng Sheng told his father again about contracting the forest.
After hearing this, Meng Chenglin felt dizzy and his vision went dark.
He kept muttering, "Oh my God!"
A few years ago, when Meng Chengliang was the village chief, he asked him if he wanted to lease a few acres of mountain land, reclaim it and grow some drought-resistant potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like to fill his stomach.
Meng Chenglin was tempted, but when he heard that he would have to pay several dollars in contract fees every year, he immediately gave up the idea.
As a result, now his son has taken nearly one hundred acres with just one move!
Thinking of the almost astronomical contract fee, Meng Chenglin felt a little short of breath.
After recovering from his shock for a while, he picked up the broom beside him and swung it towards Meng Sheng.
With red eyes, he cursed in a rough voice: "You bastard, are you trying to go to heaven?
Are you really that brave?
It's such a big thing, and you only told me after you finished it.
Do you still see me as your father?
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Meng Sheng knew that his explanation was not clear, so he did not fight back or respond, but just ran and jumped to avoid the swinging broom.
The tip of the broom didn't even touch his body, but that didn't stop him from crying out in pain, "Ouch, ouch."
The yard was bustling with people chasing each other, hitting each other and shouting at each other.
The news about Meng Sheng contracting the forest in the village quickly spread from Chen Hai's wife.
Many people didn't even have time to eat and came over to find out whether the story was true or not.
As a result, I saw this scene through the open gate.
Chen Hongxing, who was watching her son being beaten, saw her husband waving the broom vigorously, and knew that the child's father was not sick from anger, so she watched the show with peace of mind.
I complained to myself that my son's acting was too fake and his screams of pain were not shrill enough.
In a blink of an eye, people gradually gathered outside the courtyard gate.
His eyes rolled and he remembered what his son had told him.
He immediately put his hands on his hips and said to the two people who were chasing him not far away: "Boss, hit them hard!
Beat to death this ignorant bastard.
How dare you borrow so much money from a credit union?
Even if I sell him, it won’t be enough to pay it back.”
After cursing, he slapped his thigh and howled, "Oh my God, how can I live like this?
It’s going to kill me!
It’s so much money, how can I pay it back?
Oh my goodness!"
Hearing this, Meng Chenglin's bloodshot eyes became even redder, and he swung the broom in his hand even harder.
Meng Sheng was distracted by his mother's sudden crying and was hit hard by the broom.
The thing made of dried nanmu bamboo strips, combined with the strength his father had gained from years of work, hit Meng Sheng so hard that he screamed in pain and jumped several meters away.
When I turned around and saw my father's eyes burning with anger, my heart trembled.
He decided to just jump over the wall and run away.
As for the furious father, nothing will happen to him with his mother around.
Meng Sheng ran into the mountains.
On the way, he touched his burning neck, and guessed that it must be red, swollen and broken. His finger accidentally touched the wound, and he grimaced in pain. But in his heart, he was still thinking about how to act pitiful in front of Feng Yi's family and ask for favors.
In the village, Meng Chenglin no longer had anyone to beat or scold him, so he sat on the ground dejectedly. Chen Hongxing felt that howling alone was tiring, so after achieving her goal, she covered her face and howled back into the house, slamming the door and filling her stomach with malted milk.
He cursed his son softly, "This brat doesn't even know how to choose the right time to make trouble.
I've prepared the meal, but I still have to go hungry!"
The couple calmed down, and the people watching outside the yard gradually dispersed.
What also came to light was the fact that Meng Sheng had borrowed a large sum of money from a credit union.
Jiang Weihong originally asked her daughter to go to her mother's house to pick up her niece after lunch, but now she changed her mind.
Don’t introduce it to anyone, but never to the debtor.
When old man Meng Anchang heard that Meng Sheng had contracted dozens of acres of forest, he called a few of his children and grandchildren to come to his youngest son's house to find out what was going on.
Halfway through the journey, he heard that Meng Sheng was borrowing money, so he immediately took a few people and went back home.
I can't have a grandson like this anymore.
Otherwise, his coffin would not have been saved.
As for the son?
~~Anyway, he has more than one, so he doesn’t have to care about it. It’s his own fault for giving birth to such a thing.
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