Cotton field.
Zhou Dafu shouted to the people working in the fields, "Qiao Daqiang, Shi Dashan, come here!"
Song Yuehua remembered that this Qiao Daqiang was Aunt Pang's son. She didn't have much impression of Shi Dashan, but he looked quite honest.
"Starting tomorrow, you two will go to work in the cornfield." Zhou Dafu said.
Qiao Daqiang asked, "In the past few days?"
Zhou Dafu said, "From now on, you will be under the management of the clan leader."
As soon as the words fell, the faces of the two of them suddenly became a little awkward.
Zhou Dafu was okay, but Zong Yi was just a young boy, and he felt a little uncomfortable asking them to work with him.
Song Yuehua sensed something from the expressions of these two people, but she didn't intend to do anything about it. If a manager couldn't even handle this kind of problem, he might as well be a farmhand.
Dongshan Courtyard.
Both Ren Zong's family and theirs had cooked dinner.
Old man Ren took a look at the Zong family's pot. The sticky corn porridge and vegetables fried with lard were so delicious that they made people salivate.
In contrast, the rice soup with pickles at home becomes less and less tasty the more you eat it.
"What the hell? Can't you cook something dry?" Old Man Ren cursed.
Old Man Ren turned his attention to Mrs. Shu, "That skinny young wife next door can work, how about you?"
You haven't done any work yourself, Shu lowered his head and dared only think but not speak.
"We are both women. She is not as strong as you. Why can't you compare to her? If you can contribute to the family, do you have to drink rice water every day?"
At this point, Old Man Ren became extremely angry and wanted to continue cursing.
"Shut up!"
Fu was tired after a long day and finally got home, but she couldn't even have a rest, so she became furious.
"You eat and sleep all day long, and you don't do anything. You eat a lot, and you still want to eat dry rice. Why don't you want to eat shit?"
"It's just me and Dahai who work at home, so I deserve it, right? If it weren't for you guys, I'd have to eat dry rice every day. My mother and I haven't said anything yet, but you're complaining. Eat if you want, eat, if you don't want, get out!"
Ever since she started working as a farmhand, Fu has been speaking louder and louder at home. Old Man Ren was already a little scared of her, and now he was being scolded so hard that he didn't even dare to fight back.
The six members of the Ren family finally had a peaceful dinner.
After the two families had their meal, Zong Yi took advantage of the Ren family being there to tell them about the kitchen, "Starting next month, we will no longer distribute food, and the people working in several places will eat together."
"How can this be possible!"
Old Man Ren jumped up anxiously and asked, "What should we do then?"
Zong Yi said, "The boss only cares about the people who do the work."
"Does the boss want to watch us starve to death?" Old Man Ren asked loudly.
Zong Yi took a breath. No wonder the boss was angry. "As for the others, they will live the same way as before. If they really starve to death, it's their own fault."
Old Man Ren was annoyed, "Hey, kid, how can you talk like that!"
“That’s enough!”
Fu stopped Old Man Ren and cursed, "You old bastard, can you shut up?"
Then he turned to Zong Yi and said in a friendly voice, "Manager Zong, can you let our family collect rice and grain as usual? There are people at home to cook, and it will not delay work."
"Aunt Fu," Zong Yi said, "some things can't be broken. I hope you can understand."
Fu opened her mouth and begged shamelessly, "Master Zong, our two families live in the same courtyard. I won't make it difficult for you about the rice and grain. Can you find some work for my family? Auntie, please."
Zong Yi had already thought about it.
Most of the people working in Dongshan now are indebted to Zhou Dafu. Only the two from the Ren family were chosen by himself. If there is a chance, he still wants to choose a few people himself. As for the Ren family...
Zong Yi sighed and said, "I'll think of a way for you guys if there's work to do. But let me be frank, we're all working for the boss. If you don't do a good job, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Of course, of course!" Fu said happily.
The first few sentences were well said, but sounded like perfunctory remarks. It was only after the last few sentences that Fu was convinced.
After returning to the house, Wu said while sewing clothes, "You always like to take on troublesome things."
Zong Yi didn't say much, just said, "From what the boss said, maybe he will let you work in the kitchen forever."
Mrs. Wu smiled and said softly, "How wonderful it is. For the three of us, you are the manager, mother goes to the boss's side, and I go to the kitchen. This means the boss values us. As long as we work hard, our lives will definitely get better and better."
Zong Yi sat aside and said seriously, "When I save enough money, I will rebuild my house."
"Okay!" Wu said happily.
Now I live and eat in Dongshan. Apart from Xiaobai's writing expenses, I can save a lot of money every month.
While Wu was still calculating the expenses for building a house, Zong Yi sat next to her and whispered, "Xinlian, I want to marry you!"
Wu's smile froze and she pushed Zong Yi away, "No!"
"My eldest brother is gone and I haven't married yet, so why not?" Zong Yi asked.
Wu felt bitter in her heart, "You are my uncle, I am your sister-in-law, but it's not possible. Have you ever thought about how the villagers will look at you? How will the boss look at you?"
Zong Yi walked over, squatted at Wu's feet, looked up and asked, "If we were in a place where no one knew us, would you be willing to marry me?"
Mrs. Wu opened her mouth and shook her head desperately, "Our family has finally come to this day. Mother and I can get such a high salary every month. Xiaobai can study in the school, and the house will be built soon. Why should we go somewhere else? I don't want to go, and I don't want you to go either."
As she spoke, Wu's tears fell.
Zong Yi wiped away her tears and said, "I won't leave. If I leave, it will be elopement. I don't want you to bear such a reputation. I will be upright and carry you in the house. If I can stop the gossips, you must agree to me, okay?"
Mrs. Wu turned her face away, bit her lip and said nothing.
Ren Xiaoxi looked through the crack in the door and saw Zong Yi squatting at Wu's feet, reaching out his hand to gently wipe away the tears from Wu's face.
There was an ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them, and Ren Xiaoxi didn't understand anything at this moment.
"Sister Xiaoxi, aren't you going in?" Zong Bai asked behind her.
Ren Xiaoxi hurriedly dragged Zong Bai away, "You, don't make a sound."
Only after the two of them left the yard did Ren Xiaoxi squat down with lifeless eyes.
"What's wrong?" Zong Bai asked.
Ren Xiaoxi looked at Zong Bai, whose eyes were clear and pure, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
Compared to Zong Bai, she is nothing. It's really pitiful to think that her uncle is in love with her own mother.
When Zong Bai returned to the room, Wu had gone out to do something, and Zong Yi was the only one in the room.
"Did you see it?" Zong Yi asked him.
Zong Bai replied, "I saw it, but Sister Xiaoxi doesn't seem like a talkative person."
"You know this too?" Zong Yi looked at him.
Zong Bai chuckled and said, "Of course I know."
"All right."
Zong Yi was too lazy to dwell on this, at least one problem was solved.
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