Chapter 383 Murakami’s Money
"Brother, I really didn't mean not to tell you. Xiao Er's mother was the first to know and kept it secret from me. Later, when our village fled famine together and the whole family ate together, she told me the truth. I was
I can’t believe it. Isn’t this a big deal? After slowly observing it for a while, I realized that it was actually the truth..."
Yan Laoer wiped his face and said very coquettishly: "When we went to Gufeng and Guiyuan before, didn't we always go at night when no one was around? Well, if nothing happens, I will let the waiter hold up two poles and try.
Test whether her strength is real or not, how big it is...
Brother, waiter...it’s no problem to support the raft back from Guiyuan..."
Yan Huaiwen understood what his younger siblings were doing, and he was also kind and motherly.
No wonder Tianyou likes to take Xiaoer out. He thought Xiaoer was smart, but Tianyou couldn't bear to bury him, so he took him out to see the world while he was still young and couldn't tell the difference between male and female. It turned out that he was using it for other purposes...
Perhaps, both?
"Is the waiter usually uncomfortable?" Yan Huaiwen turned to ask Yan Yu.
Yan Yu looked innocent: "I'm not used to it, uncle. I'm very strong and can do a lot of work. It's just that my father and mother don't let me use my strength in front of others, but this time Beirong came, I, I couldn't hold it back."
She asked cautiously: "Uncle, can I be like my uncle from the Qi family in the future and do whatever I want?"
Thinking of Fan Beirong coming to kill him and exposing his waiter in front of others, Yan Huaiwen sighed inwardly, it was really hard to hide him like this.
The previous ones were to extract money from the village's accounts.
Murakami is rich...it was only after they arrived in Guanzhou that they started to have money.
As he spoke, he had to go back and get the money.
They negotiated with Grandma Qi to buy the forest land in the south. From now on, the forest will be theirs. It doesn't matter how they cut it. They can also manage it well and replant while cutting it.
Da Ya told Yan Huaiwen about the fact that Xiao Er and her second uncle and aunt gave her money.
Mrs. Qi: "That forest land is so big. If we buy it all, will the villagers be willing? What if the villagers want to cut some firewood in the future?"
In the past, Xiaoan Village was too poor to be an example.
Yan Yu couldn't shirk it, so she thought it would be okay, let his father take the money and go through the formalities directly after the negotiation was completed, so as to avoid having to go back and forth twice.
"You, the respected ones, are going to visit the injured person's home, give him some money for food and other things, and say a few words to reassure him that he will be more careful and recuperate in the future." Yan Yu opened his mouth and added:
"The expenses are also paid by the village."
A few old men understood.
First the waiter came and gave six taels of silver, and later the second uncle sent another ten taels, saying that not only she had it, but Heng'er, the waiter, and the child in aunt's belly, everyone had it.
The silver reward from the Qi family was stuffed into Yan Yu's arms just one night after it was received.
After Yan Yu confessed, she felt refreshed and slept very soundly.
But Mrs. Qi is very resolute and takes money as she says.
In the morning, Da Ya had just gotten up, and her father called her into the house again and gave her ten taels of silver.
Yan Yu got up early and went to Qi's house first.
Village Chief Luo and others listened to her words with smiles.
As usual, Uncle Qi turned on a small stove and served a small pot of spinach and fish ball soup.
"It's better to be restrained. Don't use it unless you have to." Yan Huaiwen warned earnestly.
Yan Laoer stood aside to support her.
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Although the medicine that Doctor Cui used was obtained by villagers who went into the mountains to find it, their work points were recorded. Now that they are used, they should be paid for it, just like they were sold, and the work points will be redeemed later...
Yan Yu couldn't stop Yan Yu from feeding Qi Si even if he said it or hinted at it.
Mrs. Qi was helpless after hearing the noise.
Also, the rice used for making porridge, dried meat, damaged door panels of various houses, things that were damaged, etc., should they also be deducted from the village's account...
Yan Yu nodded obediently.
It's still autumn, and it's chilly at night. There's not a day without a kang in his house. If this can be done in winter, the charcoal-burning business will be promising.
The aunts and sisters who cook porridge and medicine work hard, watch the fire and take care of the wounded. Although they are not fighting against Beirong, they are closely related. Should the village also provide subsidies...
Old Songtou kept nodding and clicking his tongue. When he heard this, he asked in confusion: "What condolences?"
…
Woke up early in the morning, feeling energetic.
Mrs. Qi is a neat person, so after hearing this she said: "Next, the waiter will wait while Grandma Qi goes to get the silver."
This is generally the case in villages where clans live together.
He is not a pedantic person who does not see a woman being strong, but rather, the young man is already clever, smart and courageous. With this strength, what a handsome young man he will be in the future, and he will be a good match for her...
Yan Yu took the account books and found some village elders.
Take Village Chief Luo for example. If someone has a big or small incident, he won't go and check it out. When times are difficult, he will add a few cents to the family. It's a courtesy, but he always pays for it from his own family.
Guessing is one thing, being sure is another.
My family's financial resources were very poor, so suddenly I had this extra fortune, so I thought of somewhere else to go.
"Money is needed everywhere. Is the money in the village enough?" Village Chief Luo asked.
Looking at his niece like this, Yan Huaiwen was both relieved and headache-y.
On the other hand, Da Ya didn't sleep well that night.
Now the family has no money left. In the future, they will still have to buy some properties for the younger ones, and the younger ones... will be a little richer.
She tossed and turned all night, thinking that her mother had died when she was young, and that her aunt had brought them up. Before she had the second child, she and Heng'er were the only ones around her, and they took good care of her. However, they were busy with household chores and lacked energy, and their siblings were...
As I grow up day by day, I gradually let go...
They understand the latter part better.
Get ready and start settling accounts.
Let’s talk about the wounded. At the most minor level, it’s because they were injured by themselves. At the most extreme level, it’s because they want to protect the village. The village should offer condolences and condolences...
Yan Huaiwen was silent.
The money for buying bamboo should be paid by the village, and the money for the previous batch and the ones planned to be purchased in the future should all go to the village's account...
These are all commonplace examples.
Yan Yu hurriedly said: "Grandma Qi, don't be busy now. When my father returns to Huju, let him find out the price of the forest land from the elder. If the price is similar, we will buy it before winter.
"
I had to turn a blind eye and pretend I couldn't see it.
Just listen to the waiter cracklingly settling the accounts for them.
Now they don't have the same surname, they are better than the same surname, and that's really how it should be.
I didn't have this condition before, so I had to cut down trees and burn charcoal with my head covered, and put the money in my pocket. Now that I have more money in my hand, it's better to fill this hole.
"The only thing we can do at home is cut down. After we have planned everything, we will cut down one tree and add two more. We will see if we can make a profit after a few years." Yan Yu said: "Besides, only those people who are close to the forest come here. To the north, we can still make a profit."
Most people go into the mountains, and the journey is shorter.” It’s also more convenient to find something nearby on the mountain.
"Just accept it, it's your second uncle's wish."
Several old men listened with smiles, nodded sometimes, and said hello, but did not fully agree.
Yan Yu mentioned that every family's losses would be borne by the village, but they still couldn't accept it.
Yan Laoer was beside him and helped: "Uncle Luo, think about it, if Murakami pays for this and Beirong comes, we all have nothing to worry about. We will all be focused on killing them."
If I was born in my own family, would anyone think like this: My family is fine, I don’t care about others..."
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