Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Qian Shi was almost out of tears, and he was out of breath. He opened the box, took out a box from the bottom, and opened it to show the money inside to his younger son and daughter.

Inside were strings of money, which were quite heavy, with only two small pieces of silver, which was left over from the house.

The only thing he kept in his house was copper coins. Seeing the money, Qian couldn't help but wipe away tears.

She counted the money again and again and again, and found that there were only nine coins, and the two pieces of silver added up to one or two halves.

Qian Shi also took out the money box in the bedside table, which contained money for daily use. This time was just in time for the autumn harvest. The third and fourth went to the white landlord's house to help. She hadn't counted the money that came up and put it in the locker.

But this part of the money is not much, and there are also several strings in a string, a string of one hundred cents, and a string of ten strings.

They were really unlucky. There were only six strings of money in the string, and there were 20 to 30 coins of loose money left at the bottom of the box.

Qian looked at her daughter and then at her younger son, and when she heard the screams getting louder and louder outside, she got up and gave all the money to her younger son to carry out, and helped her little daughter out by herself.

Seeing his mother come out with the money box in his arms, Chuu Lang breathed a sigh of relief and almost burst into tears.

Man Bao could see clearly and was very angry with the fourth brother.

There are also gamblers in the village. The third household of their family used to be the uncle Wednesday. His son lost a bet half a year ago. He brought the people from the casino back and sold his wife and children to the account.

Their eldest niece is two years older than her and is a good friend with her, so she remembered that gambling is a fatal thing. She doesn't know if it will kill her, but she will definitely kill her relatives.

At that time, my father and mother had taught my brothers and strictly ordered them not to gamble. I didn't expect it to be their turn now.

Full of anger, he rushed forward and stretched out his foot and stomped on Shirou Lang, and stepped on his face.

Shirou shouted "Hey" and shouted, "Young sister, Yaomei, don't step on me, I, I know I'm wrong!"

Qian didn't stop her, but said to her husband, "The money is not enough, it's still four or two and a half."

Old Man Zhou frowned sadly, while Qian looked at his three daughters-in-law, and said, "Please take out how much you have in your family. It is your fourth brother who borrowed it from you, and he will let him pay it back later."

Mrs. Qian, Mrs. Feng and Mrs. He went to see their husbands, and when they saw their ugly faces, they took their children back to the house to get the money.

The Zhou family is not divided. All the money they make must be handed over to the public. The food and drink are all owned by the public. The Qian family and the old man Zhou said a long time ago that if they want to divide the family, unless they die, they will have to wait for all the children. Just get married.

But the Qian family also knew that sons who got married were different from those who didn't, and they had to have some money on hand.

Therefore, her hands have always been loose, and she keeps all the harvests in the fields, but she only takes 60% of the money earned by each family in other ways, and the remaining 40% is collected by each family.

For example, in the big room, the little Qian family has a job as a cook in the school, and earns at least 100 yuan a month. Except for the 60 yuan to be handed in, the rest of the money is her own.

Another example is the second room. The second child secretly learned a little carpentry craftsmanship when he went to help the white landlord's house in his early years, and also weaved teng bamboo. In his spare time, when he weaved things, he could take it to the market for a little money.

Another example is the third room. The third child spares no effort to work. The steward of Bai Landlord's family likes to use him the most. He calls him whenever he has a job, so he can also earn some money.

As for the remaining three youngest sons, the fourth one can't count on them. They are lying on the ground. The fifth and sixth are not very old. If they have money, they will either be coaxed away by their mother or their sister, or they will beg for the second. Brother went to the market to buy candy, even if he searched all the clothes, he probably couldn't find two cents.

The Qian family stopped searching for them.

The daughters-in-law of the three families quickly took out the money from their own private house.

The Qian family looked at the head of the family and several sons.

Xiao Qian couldn't bear it at first, so he sat on the ground directly, patted his legs and said, "Mother, there's really no more, we took out all the money for the Mid-Autumn Festival cakes prepared for the mother's family, this is going to break the family. what!"

Qian Shi was so angry that she patted her, "Why are you crying, my mother is not dead yet, you have survived the disaster year, and you are still afraid of these two hundred yuan?"

Man Bao thought for a while, then ran back to the main house, took out a silver lock from his treasure box, and took it out to Qian Shi, "Mother, use mine."

Qian's complexion changed greatly, and he immediately grabbed the silver lock and put it in his arms, and said angrily: "This thing can't be given, this is... This is what your father and mother beat you, the Taoist priest said that your life is expensive, and you have to have something to hold it back. Come on, this is for your life."

Old Man Zhou also said, "I can't give it."

The thug laughed angrily, "Co-authoring a long-life lock is heavier than your son's life. I said, whether you give it or not, it seems that the second half is ringing. We still have to go back to the county seat. A night's board and lodging?"

The thugs behind him moved instantly and began to flip and kick around in the yard, "Hurry up and give the money, it's only natural to pay the debt."

People from the casino have always come to the door with nothing. How could Zhou Dalang allow them to rummage the house and hurriedly stop it.

Tuesday Lang and Wednesday Lang stopped holding on to Thurs Lang, and hurriedly went to help Big Brother.

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang also followed their brothers enthusiastically. The villagers of Qili Village, of course, could not see that the villagers were being bullied, and they also stepped forward to pull.

Not to mention, it was the first time that the thugs saw so many brothers in the gambler's family. They didn't dare to go too far when they saw the villagers surrounding them. They just wanted to push me and I pushed you, but I couldn't help but get angry. Teng Teng up.

Seeing this, the village chief sighed and stopped everyone: "Okay, don't you have two hundred wen short, Uncle Jin, I'll lend it to you first, and remember to pay me back later."

After all, let the son go home to withdraw the money.

The money collected in this way filled the box. Except for the two small pieces of silver, it was all copper plates. The thugs didn't dislike it, and they directly counted the copper coins and put them in the bag on their back.

He just threw pieces of silver in the end and said, "This silver can be exchanged for more than this amount of copper. You should also know that in the bank, these two pieces of silver can now be exchanged for twelve strings of money, so..."

Zhou Dalang stepped forward and kicked Thursday Lang directly, and asked, "Are you betting on copper or silver?"

"Copper plate, copper plate."

Zhou Dalang directly squeezed his fist and beat him, and asked angrily, "Is it a copper plate, is it a copper plate?"

On Thursday, Lang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, with nosebleeds hanging from his nose and screaming, "It's a copper plate, it's a copper plate."

Zhou Dalang didn't stop, his fists landed on his face, and he asked with a livid face, "Is it a copper plate, is it a copper plate."

On Thursday, Lang cried and called his mother, "It's a copper plate, brother, it's a copper plate. They lied to you, and they lied to you."

When the thugs saw that Zhou Dalang did not spare a bit of effort, and that Thursday was beaten like this, they couldn't help embarrassing him.

Turn around and leave.

On Tuesday, Lang stood in front of them and asked, "Where's the IOU?"

The thug pouted, gave him the IOU, patted him on the shoulder and said, "People like you can't be blocked, it's best to keep an eye on your brothers, or your luck may not be so good next time. In this world , because there are a lot of people who gamblers are ruined."

Several brothers from the Zhou family looked at Thursday Lang unkindly.

Thurs Lang curled up on the ground, seeing the eyes of his brothers, buried his head and didn't dare to cry too loudly.

The thugs finally left.

The old man Zhou and the eldest son laughed and sent the villagers away, thanking them for their help, especially the village chief, who repeatedly expressed that they would find time to invite him to a meal.

When the person was sent away, the old man Zhou told Zhou Xiaoliu to close the door, turned around and picked up the pole and continued to pump his son.

The Qian family was afraid that the little girl would be frightened, so she brought her back to the house in advance, but the effect was not great, because the child kicked off his shoes and climbed into his bed, lying on the window and looking out, watching her father beat her fourth brother, watching Have relish.

Qian's health was not good. After all this tossing, he was sad and tired. He didn't stop his daughter-in-law, and let the three daughters-in-law go to the kitchen to make some food. From the morning to now, they haven't eaten a grain of rice. Come on, a few kids can't stand it.

When the arrangements were made, I called the little girl over, brought the silver lock to her, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to take it off? This is what your parents gave you to control your life, and you won't be allowed to take it off in the future, you know. ?"

Man Bao said awkwardly: "It's uncomfortable to wear."

Qian thought for a while and said, "You don't have to wear it at night, but you must wear it during the day."

Man Bao reluctantly responded. Seeing her mother's sad face, she asked, "Mother, what about fourth brother?"

"Don't care about him, let your father beat him. It's only been a few years before he learns to gamble. It's a broken thing, and it deserves to be beaten to death."

Man Bao said: "If you kill it, it's better to kill the people in the casino. We also saved money."

Qian Shi choked and said, "You child, this mouth is like your father's, and it's not forgiving at all."

"Hey, is my dad so smart?"

Qian Shi didn't answer her question, but said, "Then he has to fight. If he doesn't fight, he won't have a long memory. If he commits another crime in the future, how much money can the family give him to defeat?"

"Fourth brother remembers to eat or not to beat. It's useless to beat him, unless he breaks his leg and makes him unable to walk."

"That won't work, we have to take care of him in the future." Qian Shi was also afraid that Lao Zhoutou would break his son, sighed, and shouted out the window: "Okay, if you are disabled, you will have to pay for medical bills. There's no money left."

The crackling noise from the outside slowly disappeared. Old Man Zhou stared at the son in disgust, kicked him and asked the eldest and second child to drag him back to the room.

Man Bao said to her mother in the room, "Mother, I have a good idea, I can punish him without costing the family money."

"What's the idea?"

"Let the fourth brother go to the wasteland, and then let him grow things on the wasteland and use the money to pay back the family and the brothers and sisters in law. He owes the family and the brothers and sisters fifteen taels of silver."

Qian Shi was very puzzled, "Reclaiming wasteland? Why did you think of reclaiming wasteland?"

Man Bao said: "Isn't it what the village chief said, the yamen let us open up wasteland, and all the land we open up is ours, and we don't collect taxes for the first three years."