"What else is there to discuss? Just tell me if you're going to sell or not?" Wu Baoan had lost his patience.
Old Mrs. Chen's face turned red. After weighing the matter for a long time, she gritted her teeth and nodded with a pained expression, "Fine, I'll sell this land to her, okay?"
Wu Baoan paused, inwardly scoffing, "I don't believe I can't handle you."
“Since you’re selling, hurry up and get the land title. I’ll write the sale deed now.”
"Alright, alright, I'll go get it right away." Old Mrs. Chen rummaged through her drawers and handed the land deeds to Wu Baoan. "Village head, they're all here. Take a look."
Wu Baoan produced the land transfer documents he had prepared in advance.
“Okay, as long as you put your fingerprint on the document, this land will have nothing to do with your family anymore.”
"Okay, I understand."
Old Chen's heart was bleeding as he sold the land he had farmed all his life. "Village head, although the land has been sold, the crops on it are what we planted this year. The autumn harvest is just around the corner. Doesn't that grain belong to our family?"
"Of course, Qing'er won't hold a grudge against you for this little bit of food."
"Good, good, that's good." Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
The signing and fingerprinting were completed quickly.
Wu Baoan handed the land deed to Chen Qingqing, saying, "Qingqing, these four acres of fertile land are yours. Work hard from now on, and I believe your family's life will get better and better."
"Uncle Village Head, thank you."
"Don't be so polite, girl. Just let me know if you need anything, and I'll do my best to help you."
"Okay, I've got it." Chen Qingqing held the land deed, overjoyed. This land would be wonderful; she could build a big house for her parents...
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