Chapter 162: Unable to Escape the Daily Rites
Xue Yongan was unable to return to the county town and slept in the back mountain with a group of bandits.
In order to stay in the narrow village, these people almost fought on the spot!
Among the four hundred people, only about three hundred were young and strong, and nearly one hundred were their accompanying family members, both young and old.
According to Diao's idea, it is natural to keep those who have relatives in the village. Once this person has a soft spot, he will be obedient. Who in the village would not be afraid of those big and strong bachelors?
She knew in her heart that Xiao Xue would have to return to the county town sooner or later, and relying on Yang Yi alone would be difficult.
If it weren't for her granddaughter's promise, Diao would have backed out.
"What kind of strong laborers are they? They look a bit stupid to me. Have they been in the mountains for too long and their brains have been damaged?"
After opening the package that Wu Min brought back, Diao felt that she needed to take a break.
I have lived for most of my life, but I have never met such a conscious bandit!
"That's fine if you think so. Just be at peace with yourself. These people won't cause any trouble."
Chen Chunxing shrugged noncommittally and carried the wooden barrel to the kitchen and placed it there.
Adults’ worries have nothing to do with children.
With Xue Yongan and Yang Yi present, it would be easy to go fishing in the river.
Diao recovered and went to look for her granddaughter, carrying the things. She saw not only a bucket of fish in the kitchen, but also a bamboo basket in the corner outside the door. She couldn't help but bend down and take a closer look: "What is it... a stone?"
She picked one up puzzledly, stared at it for a long time, and finally recognized it. She immediately gasped: "Didn't we agree not to dig it up first?"
Chen Chunxing then told him what had happened before, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "This is called, plans can't keep up with changes."
Diao looked at the thing in her hand and suddenly found the reason...
She was furious: "No wonder he was so kind, it turns out he caused us even more trouble and wanted to make amends with this!"
"The old woman is still not interested!"
As he spoke, he threw the thing into Wu Min's arms.
"You can use it to buy some household expenses for Mr. Song, and keep the rest for yourself!"
Wu Min was dumbfounded and said quickly: "This is for the village..."
Diao sneered: "The village still lacks this little thing? Silly girl, you are still young and can't grasp the mentality of these people!"
"What the hell is iron ore? Even if we offer it to the imperial court, we'll still be rich! These outsiders, they haven't done anything for us, yet they want a piece of the pie?"
“They are so beautiful!”
Perhaps it was because the experience was the most valuable, as Wu Min understood what was going on in just a few words. She tightened her grip and wanted to throw the "hot potato" away.
"Then let's return the things..."
"What are you going to return?" Diao interrupted her again. "Those people said it themselves. It's the people's blood and sweat, so of course it should be returned to the people... Right now, in our village, Mr. Qi and you two siblings are the ones who have the hardest time. It's only right for you to take it!"
"As long as it's not in the village, and they have nothing to say!"
Wu Min was confused and felt that something was wrong with what she heard. But before she could figure it out, Diao kicked her out of the house.
"Okay, it's getting late. You must be tired after a busy day. Go home and rest. Remember to help me tomorrow. There are so many fish, I don't know how long it will take to fillet them..."
The wooden door closed.
Open again.
Wu Qing was dragged out.
The brother and sister looked at each other for a long time before they went home hand in hand.
The late spring breeze gently blows across my face, and the branches are covered with layers of green.
The old tree is sprouting, changing the loneliness when I first saw it.
This lifeless little mountain village seems to have changed...
——
In the yard.
Chen Chunxing gave Diao a thumbs-up and said, "When it comes to making up stories, I can't even compare to you, old lady."
"That's right!" Diao was quite proud. "I've been thinking about giving some of the things that Manager Wu left behind to the siblings, but I never figured out the right reason. Now it's my turn!"
Wu Min now works under her. She is careful and well-behaved, so it is hard for her not to be liked by the old lady.
Not to mention Wu Qing, he and Xiao Lao Si are so close that they are almost like the same pants!
When Diao received the gift from Yang Shoubei's family a few years ago, she was thinking that she couldn't take advantage of it, but she couldn't "give" it openly either.
Not to mention the two children's stubborn tempers, I'm just afraid that if this gets out, it will cause another setback...
They are still young and need to learn to hide their shortcomings.
"Go back and take out some of the treasures from your box and quietly fill the gaps in the village."
Diao didn't even want to take advantage of the Wu family, let alone the villagers.
"It's just that little bit, not even as much as our family has earned recently." Chen Chunxing nodded indifferently.
It doesn't matter whether the money is given to the Wu family or used for the villagers.
What those bandits really care about is the Shen family, or even more so, themselves.
This is interesting.
But no matter how interesting things are, they cannot escape the daily necessities of life.
The weather is getting warmer.
Diao took out everyone's clothes and asked Chen Chunxing to go into the house to take a bath.
I've been back for a whole day and haven't changed into clean clothes.
Chen Chunxing sat on a small stool, wet his hair first, then took some soap powder, washed it barely clean, and then scooped water to rinse his whole body.
After changing clothes and coming out, I couldn't help feeling a little cold.
She complained casually, "I don't care about anything else, I just want a bathroom in the yard! Scrubbing is too painful!"
"Don't worry about that. Old Wang has already taken care of it. He and Old Song, I don't know what's wrong with their brains, they're always tinkering with weird things."
"Not only is there the bathhouse you mentioned, but also something, something, a big kang (kang) from Northeast China! I heard he wants to get the whole village to raise pigs, connect the pigpen to the toilet, and build a fertilizer pit..."
As Diao was speaking, she suddenly laughed.
"It's quite a coincidence that these people came. We just happened to be short of workers!"
Chen Chunxing wiped his hair, thought about it, and then clicked his tongue.
"So, there are still a few people."
Diao then stuffed the little fourth child into the house and asked Shen Mingqiu to help him take a bath. She was annoyed when she heard the sound.
"That's a lot! I have to spend dozens of kilograms of food every day! If I really want more... do you have any other ways to make money?"
Chen Chunxing blinked.
"Of course!"
Just wait for me to come back.
No words were spoken that night.
The next day, at noon, Xue Yongan stayed for a last meal before reluctantly leaving with 250 bandits.
Diao had only heard of pickled fish from his granddaughter and had never made it, so he had to cook it himself.
Most of the fish caught in the river have a muddy smell, and the locals are not good at handling them. Basically, they just remove the scales and internal organs and steam them directly in a pot. The taste is really not very good.
In addition, there are many bones in the fish, so only extremely poor families are willing to catch them and eat them.
No one had high expectations for this dish.
Unexpectedly, Chen Chunxing gave them another big surprise.
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