"Qingya, what you said makes sense. But how much money can you give us now? No matter how much you say, it's still not as real as the money in front of you!" Seeing Zhuqing's words almost made everyone excited. After being convinced, Sun Fuming was a little panicked. He remembered the piece of silver that the wealthy businessman named Shen had given him before, and the reward of one hundred taels of silver that he had agreed upon after the matter was completed. He couldn't help but refute loudly again.
"Fuming, are you too snobbish? I've told you that everything must be done in the long term! Why do you always go against us and stir up trouble in every possible way?" Sun Fuming objected frequently, and finally This aroused Li Zheng's suspicion.
Being forced by Li Zheng, Sun Fuming was a little panicked, but he still retorted firmly: "Aren't I just a troublemaker? How am I making trouble?"
"Uncle Fuming, don't worry. Go back and plant the mint well first. When the harvest comes, I won't let you down with the price! Our village will make a fortune together. This is my goal! If you are really unhappy, , then I won’t force it. Then you can sell your mint to the person named Shen! I won’t accept it.” Seeing Sun Fuming’s behavior, Zhu Qing was also a little unhappy.
She asked herself that although she despised Aunt Huaihua's tendency to take advantage of others and usually ignored their family, she had always taken good care of them. Sisters Chunxiang and Xiaxiang learned from her. She also tried her best to make it easier for her to write letters and learn medical skills. Moreover, she still gave Chunxiang the pig before.
Aunt Huaihua originally said she didn't want it, but after seeing Chunxiang Baihua's money in her pocket, she finally asked her to dig out 500 pieces of money before she gave up.
I came here to buy mint seeds before, and my family was obviously rich, but they still kept asking for money. I wished I could give it to her for nothing.
Now they are taking the lead in making trouble here again, insisting on selling all this year's mint to the businessman named Shen. With their family's unprofitable nature, it is strange that there is nothing fishy in this!
So Zhu Qing became cold-faced.
Seeing Zhuqing's statement like this, Sun Fuming was a little bit embarrassed.
He wanted to cause trouble, and his purpose was to sell all the mint in the village to people named Shen. If he was the only one who wanted it, most people named Shen would not like it.
But now that the people in the village have heard what Zhuqing said, most people still believe her. So many people echoed Zhuqing: "Qingya, this is the truth! People in our own village don't believe it, but instead believe an outsider? Don’t let money blind you! We’ll give it all to you, just open the workshop!”
Now that things have reached this point, it can be considered an end.
Sun Fuming was very frustrated. He accepted other people's money, but failed to accomplish anything. He thought that the one hundred taels of silver he was about to receive would be in vain. He was unwilling to accept it.
However, it’s useless to be unwilling!
Just when he was about to slip away in frustration, someone said to Li Zheng: "Uncle Li Zheng, I think Fu Ming is clearly making trouble today! A few nights ago, I got up with a stomachache and saw someone We were going to his house! My hut was next to his backyard. When I got up, I heard someone at his house muttering to him at the base of the backyard wall. They seemed to have said something about giving him one hundred taels after everything was done. Something like that! At first, I thought Fuming was going crazy because he wanted to get rich, and he was muttering about a hundred taels in the middle of the night. Looking at it now, it is clear that he was instigated and wanted to ruin our village!" The person who said this said , it is the husband and grandson of Guihua sister-in-law who is separated from Sun Fuming's house by a wall.
Futian.
Hearing what Sun Futian said, Sun Fuming's expression suddenly changed.
"Futian, you can't talk nonsense! Don't slander anyone! I, I was not provoked by anyone!" Sun Fuming suddenly panicked, trying to hide it, but it was immediately obvious that there was something wrong with him.
"Fu Ming, you are so unkind! The village has been very kind to you for so many years! Qingya's family has not treated your family badly either! Why are you so blinded by lard that you do such a thing?
Where are you coming?" Li Zheng looked at Sun Fuming's appearance, and his face suddenly became as dark as water.
He has been the chief for many years, so he naturally has a lot of prestige in the village. As soon as his face sank, his momentum came out.
Sun Fuming looked at Li Zheng with a solemn expression and thought of his usual methods of handling village affairs. He finally couldn't help feeling frightened and his legs became weak.
"Uncle Li Zheng, I, I actually didn't mean it! I, I just thought that there was nothing wrong with sharing the one thousand taels of silver with everyone! I, I just wanted to get rich and go crazy.
Oh..." He couldn't help but hesitated and defended himself in a low voice.
"Your family is poor, but whose family is rich? Qingya's family used to be even poorer than yours! The little girl still wants to lead everyone to get rich together! But you want to hold the big guy back! People like you
People shouldn't live in our village!" The person who said this was the second noble who almost harmed Zhu Qing before.
Now Ergui is Zhuqing's loyal supporter. He feels ashamed that he was unfavorable to Zhuqing before and almost caused her death. Now Zhuqing ignores the past grudges and is still very good to him and his child Baoer, and also guides him.
How does the daughter-in-law feed Baoer and make his son fat and white?
Nowadays, the matter of planting mint is not missing from him, so when he heard that Fuming was eating the inside and outside like this, which was not good for Zhuqing, he couldn't help but jump out.
"Yes, your two girls are still learning culture and medicine from Zhu Qing. How good is Qingya's treatment of your family? Fu Ming, you are so heartless!" Others in the village couldn't help but talk about it.
Sun Fuming looked at the disdainful eyes of everyone, and his face couldn't help but turn red, turning purple. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but couldn't say a word. In the end, he looked at each other.
He turned over, foaming at the mouth, and fell straight down.
"Master, master, are you okay? Are you okay?" Aunt Huaihua, who was standing beside him, saw this situation and rushed forward first.
She cried so hard that she had a lot of tears and runny nose, and she was so anxious that she couldn't help shouting.
Zhuqing looked at his appearance, his expression condensed, and he quickly asked someone to pull Aunt Huaihua away: "Uncle Fuming, I'm afraid he's having a stroke! Get out of the way quickly and let me give him first aid!"
While instructing everyone not to surround Sun Fuming, she stepped forward to check Sun Fuming's vital signs. Then she gave a few instructions to Ri Zheng's grandson's daughter Wutong who rushed to her side immediately.
Here, Zhu Qing quickly checked Sun Fuming with his hands and feet, looked at the bottom of his eyes, checked his pulse, turned his head sideways, and asked someone to take chopsticks and press his tongue to prevent him from spasming and biting. Then he started from
Wutong, who rushed over with the medicine box in his hand, took the medicine box in his hand, took out a few golden needles from it, and inserted them into the corresponding acupuncture points for him.
