Tang Youxiang was speechless: "Most of the province is suffering from drought, but a small county like ours is not suffering from drought. Can you trust the superiors? Are the superiors stupid?"
"I don't know, I don't understand this either. Maybe there is someone above me? How else have you spent the past three years?"
Uncle Fan said and patted him on the shoulder: "Anyway, don't count on the government. I have a solution that is not a solution. I was thinking about it. No matter what, we have to protect the villagers first. I have found ten people.
A few brothers, find a reason to go to your village with great fanfare, and then stay there... a dozen or so are enough, other villages will not dare to mess with us."
Tang Youxiang whispered: "This is not a long-term solution."
"Yes," Uncle Fan was also worried: "As long as I can have some money, as long as the drought-stricken place can be smaller, and if I can grit my teeth and work hard, I will no longer want to work in this store."
"Don't fight," Tang Youxiang came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Brother, I know you are thinking of selling the store to raise money. Don't sell it. You won't make much money if you sell it. Most of the province is in drought. Don't talk about selling it.
Even if we sell the entire Dongfeng County, it won’t be enough, so we won’t fight. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll just do as you say.”
Uncle Fan sighed, "That's not all for me. I really want to go out for a walk. I can always make some money if I go out for a walk. If I'm stuck here, I won't starve to death every day.
When will it end if you just sit back and eat everything?"
Tang Youxiang advised him: "Senior brother, the meat and fish are still young, and the taste is still young. You can survive for another two years."
Uncle Fan complained about him: "When you hear this tone, it sounds like Jinxiu's words."
Tang Youxiang smiled and said, "It's true."
"Okay," Uncle Fan also smiled: "You have a bad temper, but if you can listen to Jinxiu, I can be considered a right girl."
He paused: "By the way, what's going on with these two today?"
Tang Youxiang said: "I was just going to tell you." He elaborated.
Uncle Fan pondered for a moment: "I see that Shen Linquan has bright eyes and an upright heart, and he has an extraordinary bearing. He is definitely not a bad person, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. It might be a good thing for them to come to the village at this time. Even if nothing else is said,
Just speaking of skill, dozens of farmers are not enough for him to fight alone, so I don’t need to arrange people."
Tang Youxiang nodded: "That's right, it's just a coincidence, which makes people murmur in their hearts."
The two of them talked all the way, and Shen Linquan also bought things.
They were busy until it was dark, and finally made some arrangements. Shen Linquan wanted to invite them to dinner, but Tang Youxiang and Fan Wei both refused. Shen Linquan didn't insist, so he bought two large meat buns on the roadside and forced them to
I gave Fan Weiquan a packet.
Uncle Fan was very used to dealing with such sociable people, so he smiled and thanked him.
The three of them, Shen Linquan, drove a carriage and a donkey cart respectively, took a detour, exited the city from the west gate, and then slowly turned to Taoyuan Village.
And here in Taoyuan Village.
Because the clan leader had already said that Mr. Shen and his party were not bad people, everyone felt relieved and a little curious. Many people came over to help carry water, clean and so on.
Mr. Fan is very humble, his conversation is not arrogant, and his chats with the villagers are quite lively.
In the evening, when Shen Linquan didn't come back, the patriarch asked his son to bring food. It wasn't until it was close to Xu Zheng (20:00) that Shen Linquan and his party came back. Many people heard the noise and came out to see, but Shen Linquan was nowhere to be seen.
Outside, I ask everyone for help.
Mrs. Fan put on her clothes and went out to have a look. She really admired this person for his sociability.
When these people are interacting with others, they cannot give or ask for anything. Just like in this situation, they are from outside. If they ask for a little help first, the relationship will be closer at once, and then others will follow them.
When you have contact, you dare to speak.
Just like before, when he came over to beg Tang Youxiang to go to town with him, she felt that he did it on purpose, just to make it easier to deal with their family in the future. She was probably here for her daughter.
But with Tang Lingfang inside, it was impossible for Tang Youxiang not to agree, so she didn't stop him.
Madam Fan hugged her fat girl and thought wildly. After a while, Tang Youxiang came back, talking to people all the way.
Even Mibao was woken up and muttered: "Daddy?"
Madam Fan patted her gently: "It's okay, daddy is back, you can sleep in your bed."
The fat dumpling arched into her mother's arms, and was about to fall asleep again when she felt her father come in wrapped in a ball of moisture. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he gave her a shock.
Mrs. Fan complained: "What time has it been, and you still use cold water to bathe!"
"It's okay," Tang Youxiang leaned forward and pulled the quilt over him, and said in a good temper, "I'll cover it."
Mi Bao was woken up by Daddy, turned around and rolled into Daddy's arms: "Mibao, please warm Daddy."
"Oh, my dear," Tang Youxiang kissed the fat girl: "My dear, my dear, I love you the most."
Madam Fan whispered: "Don't talk to her. If she says she's awake, she won't be able to fall asleep for a while."
But it was too late. Mi Bao'er was completely awake. She stretched out her legs and put them on her father's body. She held her father's face and said, "Did father talk to the fox more?"
"No," Tang Youxiang said with a smile, "Daddy is careful! He didn't say a word. Don't worry, dear baby, sleep well."
While talking, she wrapped her in a thin quilt and patted her gently. Madam Fan asked warily: "What fox?"
Tang Youxiang didn't expect his wife's imagination at all, so he explained it to her with a smile, and Mrs. Fan also laughed: "Actually, what Mi Baoer said is not bad. Although I don't know whether he is a good fox or a bad fox, he is really a fox.
"
She asked again: "Have you met my brother?"
Tang Youxiang hummed and spoke to Madam Fan in a low voice.
Fat Tuanzi was motionless, as if he had fallen asleep. In fact, he was secretly eavesdropping and heard every word.
She understands it all.
This is actually the story of a completed egg under the overturned nest. If Taoyuan Village is the "nest", then the Tang family is the "egg"; but if Dongfeng County is the "nest", Taoyuan Village becomes the "egg";
But what if we talk further?
Compared with the entire province, Dongfeng County is just an "egg".
Therefore, when the nest is overturned, it is definitely not safe as long as the "eggs" are richer.
Mom and dad were still mumbling. Dad looked very cold and handsome, but when he reported, he was quite detailed.
After listening to this, my mother got angry and said in a low voice: "My brother has such a wild temper! He runs out every day! Look at those old brothers, they are closer than my sister-in-law, and they are more meaty and fishy than me!"
Fortunately, I persuaded him to buy this store in the past two years. Without this store and this rope to tie him up, I don’t know how many times he would have run out!"
Dad responded without any principle: "Yes."
The mother continued to complain: "It doesn't matter if there is a real businessman, but he does the same work as those in the escort agency every day, so dangerous! He has no idea that the family is worrying about him every day! How old is he?
I’m thinking of fighting those bandits to the death! I have to tell my sister-in-law to beat him up! I’m too old to do that..."
She babbled angrily for a long time.
The fat dumpling who was pretending to sleep moved, hesitating whether to say a word to his uncle.
My mother always said that her uncle was not upright, but she thought he was quite "upright".
Before she could say anything, her mother had already ended the topic and thought of it again: "By the way, the patriarch came over today and took some seeds and called them Mi Bao..."