Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Zhou Yin let out a "huh" without much ups and downs, but raised his voice slightly so that everyone could hear: "This job is not easy. I can do it, after I go there, my hands and feet are clean, no matter how hungry I am, I can’t touch things that shouldn’t be touched, and I have to protect the things in the store, is this okay?”

"No problem, no problem," the village chief responded on their behalf and asked, "How many people do they want?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the courtyard stepped forward, staring at Zhou Yin with piercing eyes.

"Thirty-two."

The village chief was stunned, "This..."

This number basically brought all the young and strong men in the village who could work.

Zhou Yin's eyes blurred, he stepped back a few steps, leaned on the pillars of the village chief's cowshed, and said to them: "These are all hard work, so I brought you a meal in advance, and when you are finished, Follow me to the county tomorrow."

Zhou Yin signaled Zhou Dalang to open the cloth bag he brought, and inside were big cakes squeezed together.

As soon as the tightly bound cloth bag was opened, the faint aroma of the cakes came out, causing a commotion among the crowd.

The village chief immediately shouted, "Don't move around, let Uncle Yin send it."

But he, the village chief, just took office, and he is not very prestigious. In the end, an old man slapped the table fiercely, "What's the trouble, what's the trouble, thirty-two people, at least one family can go out, and some even two If something goes wrong, no one should think about it.”

Only then did everyone quiet down.

The old man looked back at Zhou Yin and saw that he was in a trance, so he knew he was hungry, so he reached out and took out a cake, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, then turned his head and said to the villagers: "Young man who can carry a package of work Stand up, let’s count them according to human hair.”

Everyone came forward and lined up.

Zhou Yin ate a small piece of cake and drank two more bowls of water. He finally regained his strength. He stepped forward and said, "I know the thirty-two people in my heart. I'll come up and get them after I count their names."

Zhou Yin took the cake from the old man's hand, first called Zhou Dalang's name, then stuffed the cake with a corner missing in his hand, and then began to call other people's names, "Dayong..."

He considered all the people in the village from fifteen to thirty-five years old, no more, no less, exactly thirty-two people, at least one person from each family.

Zhou Yin divided all the cakes, rolled up the empty bag and said: "I don't care how you divide the cakes, but at least you have to be strong, otherwise if you go to the county seat tomorrow, if the chief manager doesn't like the person and returns it, I will also give it back." no way."

The young adults who were excitedly wanting to tear up the cakes to share with their families, the excited villagers also calmed down a bit, "Yes, I have to keep it, I need to be strong tomorrow."

Zhou Yin no longer cares about them and takes Zhou Dalang home.

Zhou Dalang followed behind him holding the pie that was missing a corner, and asked anxiously: "Uncle, why don't you have one? Didn't you find this job? Ordinarily you should have a pie."

The villagers nearby also became puzzled when they heard it, yes, why is there no cake for Zhou Yin?

In the old Zhou family, Mrs. Qian had already got off the bed, and was sitting in the main room with Zhou Jin looking at the grain bag in the middle. The children squatted aside, all a little scared.

Seeing Zhou Yin coming back, Qian stood up immediately, and staggered a bit because he stood too hastily.

Zhou Yin hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Sister-in-law."

Qian grabbed his hand, stared at him and asked, "Tell me the truth, where do you get the food?"

"This year, this bag of grain is precious. Where did you get it? You also found jobs for so many people in the village."

Zhou Yin lowered his head and stared at his toes and said, "I sold myself."

"What?" Qian murmured back, her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it, "What do you mean you sold yourself?"

Zhou Yin squeezed out a smile and said: "Sister-in-law, that is a big company, and I pass by Luojiang County every year, I have calculated it, even if I leave with the company, I will still come back every year, you just think I am going out to work, Will always come back."

Qian muttered, unable to speak for a while.

Zhou Jin also held his head and remained silent.

They were not fools or hypocritical, their family was in dire straits, they knew why Zhou Yin did this.

Zhou Yin comforted them and said: "Brother, sister-in-law, don't worry, the big manager of the company is good to me. I will go with him. From now on, I will eat delicious food and spicy food, so I don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

Qian Shi and Zhou Jin were not comforted, how could it be so good to be a servant? Life and death are only between the thoughts of others.

Qian looked at the bag of grain on the ground and asked, "Have you signed the contract?"

"I signed it. I came back to pack my things today, and I will leave tomorrow."

The last bit of luck in my heart was gone, Qian turned around and went back to the house without saying a word.

Zhou Yin scratched his head, and said to Zhou Jin who was sitting with his head down: "Brother, go and see sister-in-law, it's not like I won't be back."

"It's not under your control," Zhou Jin said, "Can you still be the master's master?"

He turned and went back to the room, and Qian was crying sadly under the quilt.

Zhou Jin sat on the bed and sighed. After a while, he stretched out his hand to pull the quilt. Qian pulled the quilt away, and hit him with fists, "I told you to be lazy, how many times have I told you? There is no food left, people will die in case of natural disasters, you just have to muddle through, you have to be pushed before you move..."

Zhou Jin hugged his head and let her beat her. Qian Shi grabbed and beat her, crying loudly, "You give me back Xiaoyin, you give me back Erlang, you are useless..."

Zhou Yilang ran to find Zhou Yin, "Uncle, my parents are fighting."

Zhou Yin was packing his luggage. In fact, he only had a set of clothes. He didn’t have anything to take with him. He didn’t move his brows when he heard this.

Zhou Zhoulang sat by the bed, frowning tightly, "Uncle, did you really sell yourself?"

Zhou Yin let out a "huh".

"Then how will I redeem you?"

"Do you need it?" Zhou Yin said confidently: "I have monthly money, I will save it when the time comes, and I will redeem myself when I learn the skills."

Zhou Zhoulang had a look of disbelief, "It's so good, isn't everyone in the world vying to be slaves?"

"That's because they didn't find a good employer. My employer is good and treats me better," Zhou Yin said, "It's definitely better than being in the village. Don't worry about me, just think about yourself. I'll go." In the future, Dalang will go to work in the county, and you will be the oldest in the family, so you have to take care of your home, save some food, and wait for the yamen to release food."

Tuesday Lang agreed.

Qian cried a lot, and finally packed three pairs of shoes for Zhou Yin with red eyes, two of which were made before for him and Zhou Dalang, and the other pair was made by staying up late last night.

Good night

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