Chen Weimin returned to his senses. His daughter was not married yet. If he angered this second-rate man and took Cheng Qiao to the public security bureau, he really had no choice.
"What are you doing? Today is a good day to share food, so everyone can be happy to me."
Chen Weidang appeared in time, accompanied by a scorer, holding a thick scoring book in his hand. This book was the basis for each villager to divide money and grain.
"Cheng Qiao, there are a total of one thousand three hundred and twenty centimeters. Each centimeter is seven cents, which will give you ninety-two yuan and forty cents. Sorghum flour is three cents per catty, and corn flour is seven cents per catty. Which one do you want?"
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"I don't want food, give me money."
The food in Cheng Qiao's space can be replenished automatically after eating it, so she is not short of food, but she is short of money, so she wants money.
The villagers were all shocked. If they don’t need food at this time, what will they eat in the winter? This little girl is too ignorant.
Chen Weimin's eyes flashed, and he quickly took out ninety-two yuan and four cents from the cash box and handed it to Cheng Qiao. He also handed her a pen and told her to sign after receiving the money.
Cheng Qiao signed his name generously. When Li Huan saw Cheng Qiao's handwriting, he admired her from the bottom of his heart. She was indeed his daughter-in-law. Not only did she have a pretty face, but the characters were also written so beautifully.
"Accountant Chen, you promised me back then that the centimeters from your autumn harvest would be mine."
Cheng Qiao put the money into his pocket, looked at Chen Weimin again, and reminded him with some embarrassment. Chen Weimin felt nervous, how could he forget this matter.
Chen Weidang also nodded and asked the scorer to calculate the centimeters of Chen Weimin's autumn harvest and give them all to Cheng Qiao. The scorer looked at Chen Weimin sympathetically and picked up a pen and paper to count.
"Accounting Chen's family has three people working, and they work every day for 20 days, so there are 600 centimeters, a total of 72 yuan."
"Oh my god, seventy-two yuan, that's a lot of money. The Chen family has suffered terribly from Chunhua."
"Yeah, with so much money, I don't know why this damn girl Chun Hua is so crazy. Why did she push Cheng Zhiqing off the bullock cart for nothing?"
"What else can I do? I just don't want Cheng Zhiqing to look prettier than her, so I'm going to be cruel."
"I think it's such a pity that Cheng Zhiqing married two people like this... Haha, let's not talk about it anymore."
"I understand, I understand, and I also feel it is a pity that such a beautiful face has a piece of white cloth stuck to its forehead all day long, how shabby it is."
Zhao Di is also in the queue. Although she is Accountant Chen's wife, you still have to abide by the rules at this time, otherwise people will suspect that you have a problem with your thinking.
Hearing the chatter of the villagers, he felt relieved. As long as he didn't mention that his daughter had a crush on a second-rate man, otherwise, if his daughter killed Cheng Qiao in order to steal a man, the Chen family's face would be completely ruined.
This damn girl has been completely disgraced.
Chen Weimin obviously thought of this. Although he felt sorry for wasting so much money, he settled the money without any ink and even signed his name on his own initiative.
When the scorer saw that Cheng Qiao was still refusing to leave after taking the money, he couldn't help but frowned. Li Huan looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, Xu Laidi, an educated youth, still owes my family Cheng Qiao money. Shouldn't that be counted as well?"
never mind."
As soon as these words came out, everyone shut up, and they all remembered what happened that night. Yes, that night Cheng Qiao took out an IOU written by Xu Laidi. She still owed Cheng Qiao two hundred yuan.
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Cheng Qiao and Li Huan. After just a few moments of effort, Cheng Qiao got more than 130 yuan. Adding in Xu Laidi's 200 yuan, she had 330 yuan.
Already.
The villagers who were good at arithmetic also calculated Cheng Qiao's betrothal gift and the Chen family's compensation. In less than a month, Cheng Qiao actually had more than 800 yuan, which was a huge amount of money.
Money.
"Cheng Zhiqing, why don't you marry my eldest son? My eldest son is much more diligent than a second-rate man."
An aunt suddenly shouted loudly, and then the other village women, as long as they had sons of school age at home, started shouting, obviously not giving up until Cheng Qiao was brought home.
Chen Weidang and Chen Weimin looked at each other. They both had the idea of marrying Cheng Qiao home as their daughter-in-law, but they just glanced at Li Huan, who looked gloomy, and lowered their heads.
The scorekeeper also swallowed his saliva. If it comes to settling accounts, he can settle the score faster than anyone else. Now he really regrets not coaxing this idiot home earlier. Oh, what a mistake.
"Do you want to steal my wife? Come on, let's see if my rocks are more powerful or your mouth."
Li Huan picked up a big stone from the ground and walked in the direction of Dalang's mother. Dalang quickly stood up and stood in front of his mother, laughing and saying that his mother was just joking.
Although Da Lang is not as tall as Li Huan, he is stronger than Li Huan. However, when this strong man saw that Li Huan was obviously timid, every village woman who was making noises tightened their necks.
"Calculate how many cents Xu Laidi earned."
When Chen Weidang saw that the situation was not good, he coughed quickly, looked at the scorer and asked loudly.
The scorekeeper turned to the page of Xu Laidi and read aloud: "Xu Laidi, there are a total of one thousand five hundred and seventy-eight centimeters, each centimeter is seven cents, and you can get one hundred and ten yuan and forty-six cents in RMB."
Chen Weimin numbly took out one hundred and ten dollars and forty-six cents from the cash box and handed it to Cheng Qiao. Just as Cheng Qiao was about to take it, Xu Laidi rushed up and snatched it away.
"Village chief, please leave some for me, otherwise I will starve to death this year."
"Village chief, you promised me back then that you asked Laidi Xu to give me the cents. This is my money. She lent me two hundred yuan."
"Didn't I already pay you back a hundred yuan?"
"If Sister Yue Fang hadn't helped me, you would still have hid the one hundred yuan and refused to pay me back. You knew that I was about to starve to death, but you still hid the money and refused to pay me back. Why are you so vicious?"
"But I really have no money now."
"If you don't have money, you still drink malted milk. If you don't have money, you still put on cream. If you don't have money, you still eat cornmeal."
The conversation between the two made the villagers look at Xu Laidi in disbelief. At this juncture, they all ate braised vegetables, but this woman actually drank malted milk, ate cornmeal, and even applied cream on her face.
"Give the money back to Cheng Qiao, or I will go to the public security bureau to report the crime and accuse you of stealing money."
Chen Weidang glanced at Xu Laidi with disgust. During this period, his wife always talked to him about how kind Cheng Qiao was and how vicious Xu Laidi was, which made his ears grow calloused.
Xu Laidi gritted his teeth and wanted to be stubborn again, but looking at the unkind eyes of the villagers, he gave up. He threw the money on the ground, turned around and ran away, but after running a few steps, he was struck by Li Huan's words.
