Jiang Huaixu finally discovered that the phrase "we've all escaped the famine" has the same meaning as "we're already here". Every time he heard the villagers say this, he felt a sense of fearlessness, as if nothing he encountered was scary.
Jiang Zhengmao didn't know what Jiang Huaixu was thinking. He was about to turn around and face the villagers, but suddenly stopped. "Oh, by the way, I originally wanted to leave 40% of the silver for you and your second brother. After all, the death or escape of those bandits was the credit of you and your siblings and His Highness Yun and Prince Jun. Your old confused father refuted it for you..."
"My father is not senile. This is called 'serving the villagers'. It's great and noble!"
Jiang Zhengmao: You heartless boy, I was thinking about you in vain!
"How about this, uncle? I see there are some jewelry and jade in there. How about you let my second brother and I pick one each?"
"Okay, okay, don't even think about picking just one, pick ten or eight..."
"That won't work. There won't be anything left after we finish picking them."
Jiang Erlang, who has good hearing:...
The two men were chatting animatedly, completely ignoring the villagers' anxiety and anticipation. Some of them were so anxious that they almost pounced on them.
Jiang Zhengmao coughed, turned around, and as if to keep people in suspense, he did not tell them the decision after the discussion, but began to distribute food.
Every time a name was called, the person came forward and clearly stated the number of adults and children (under fifteen years old) in the family. Jiang Erlang wrote it down in the account book with a charcoal pen, and Jiang Huaixu calculated in his mind how much grain he was entitled to.
After the food and money were distributed, it was time to eat. The women had already prepared simple meals and were just waiting for people to come back to eat.
After dinner, everyone immediately cleaned up the house.
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