Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 226 Invoking the teacher to ask the crime (one more)

From Lao Yang's point of view, even though Sanfang was separated, he was still under his feet.

Sanfang bought a field, and his face is also bright!

Yang Huazhong smiled honestly and said: "No, this is to invite Big Brother Yu to ask about the situation. When it is confirmed, I will definitely report the good news to you!"

Old Yang nodded again and again.

The gunpowder gas just now disappeared in an instant.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly improved.

Yang Huazhong invited Old Yang: "Father, come sit down and have a drink. We are talking about the field. Please give me your opinion."

Old Yang smiled.

If you don't refuse, you agree to stay.

Mrs. Sun hurried to get the dishes from the kitchen next door, and Yang Ruoqing hurriedly got up to make room.

There were not enough stools, so Yang Ruoqing gave up her own stool to Old Yang.

"Old Uncle Yang, come and let me fill you up with wine!"

Blacksmith Luo was in charge of pouring the wine. He smiled and got up to pour wine into the wine cup in front of Old Yang.

On the side, Yu Dafu picked up the wine cup and stood up, "Old Uncle Yang, let's go first..."

"Hey, good, good..." Lao Yang smiled and picked up the wine cup.

At the table, the elders came and went, drinking quickly.

Here, Luo Fengtang saw Yang Ruoqing standing with a bowl, the boy hurriedly got up.

He moved his stool behind her, "Qing'er, sit on mine."

"It's okay, it's the same when I'm standing," she said.

When she was a student, she didn't like to sit and eat in the school cafeteria.

I often have a meal and stand on the side of the playground, watching the boys play while eating.

Whoever throws a stinky ball, one is upset, and a spoonful of rice balls will be thrown over...

That's cool!

"Tired from standing!" Luo Fengtang said again.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't do it well in front of adults, so she said to him: "You sit down, I still have a stool in the room, I'll just bring it."

As soon as she walked around the table and reached the door, a person rushed in from the door suddenly.

When the man entered the room, he was still cursing: "You prodigal son of the family, little bastard, don't think that the old lady can't control you after the separation!"

It's Mrs. Tan.

She had a hideous face and was holding a feather duster in her hand.

Yang Ruoqing reacted quickly and stepped aside earlier.

She looked at Tan's posture, stroked her chest and said with a smile: "Grandma, you are also here to ask my parents to ask you for your fault for selling the fields?"

Tan didn't bother to talk to Yang Ruoqing, her eyes swept over the people around the table.

Mel's father?

Tan was stunned!

Why did he sit down and drink?

At the table, everyone saw Mrs. Tan coming in, and everyone knew why they came.

All of them tacitly kept silent, and all turned their eyes to Old Yang.

After drinking two cups of Shaodaozi, Lao Yang's old face became hot.

He put down the wine cup in his hand, turned his head to this side, put one hand on his hip, and drank in a low voice towards Tan who was dusting the feather duster with the other hand.

"It's nothing to do with you, go home!"

Tan was taken aback.

"Father Mei'er, what's the matter with you? The three bastards want to sell the fields, why are you being fed a few cups of cat urine, and you don't care about anything?"

Tan didn't know, so he was still yelling loudly.

Old Yang stood up, and said to Tan Shi with a more serious tone: "What do you know, you woman? Our third son is going to be successful, and we want to buy a field!"

"What?"

Tan also opened her eyes wide in shock, looking at Yang Huazhong in the wheelchair in disbelief.

"Old man, do you really want to buy a field?" Tan asked.

Yang Huazhong nodded, the man's face was filled with unconcealable arrogance and arrogance.

"Mother, when my son has more fields and his legs are healed, then he will work hard to cultivate and honor you and father!"

The man said sincerely.

When Old Yangtou next to him heard this, his old face was also moved.

He patted Yang Huazhong's shoulder: "Third son, you are doing well, with what you say, dad is content!"

"I bother!"

Over there, Mrs. Tan spat.

She sneered with the corners of her mouth pulled.

"The family is divided, and no matter how he manages to make a big family and a big business, it is also their own glory for Sanfang, and it has nothing to do with us!"

Hearing Tan's words, the smile on Yang Huazhong's face froze.

A trace of loss and heartache flashed in the man's eyes.

Tan ignored Yang Huazhong's expression, glared at Old Yang's head again, turned around and slammed the door out angrily.

Here, Old Yang sighed and comforted Yang Huazhong: "Your mother has such a temper, she has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. You buy a field, she is as happy as me!"

Yang Huazhong nodded and forced a wry smile: "Father, sit down, let's continue drinking and eating!"

"it is good!"

A new round of persuading food and drinking began on the dinner table.

Here, Yang Ruoqing pouted.

It's so far-fetched for Lao Yangtou to round things up~

Everyone is not blind, what Tan thought, the old face can be seen at a glance.

Forget it, let each family live their own lives, if you think too much, you will die!

She hurried to the next room to move the lame stool over...

At the dinner table, Yang Ruoqing heard Yang Huazhong and Yu Dafu talking about the sale of land.

It should be a private transaction between the seller and the buyer.

At that time, the two parties will sit together face to face and draw up a contract for the purchase and sale of the land.

In addition to the middleman Yu Dafu, another person with high morals and high prestige in the village had to be invited to come and do the certificate.

Both the buyer and the seller and the witness must press their fingerprints on it.

There are three copies of the contract, one for each party.

Another copy was sent by the middleman Yu Dafu to the Yamen for registration and filing, and went through tax transfer and other procedures.

"Originally, we planned to invite Li Zheng from Changping Village to be the witness, but Li Zheng's family has something to do these few days, so we had to postpone signing the contract for a few days." Yu Dafu said.

"It's not in a hurry these few days." Yang Huazhong said.

After a meal, everyone had a good time.

Even Lao Yang's head was flushed red.

After the meal, Yu Dafu and the Luo family left one after another, and Yang Ruoqing helped Mrs. Sun come to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

Old Yangtou still stayed in Yang Huazhong's house, and the father and son continued to talk about the fields there.

……

At night, Mrs. Tan washed Lao Yang's head and feet.

Old Yangtou was smoking a dry cigarette.

"I asked you to ask Chen Tuhu about the market for live pigs. How is it going?"

After a while, Old Yang asked Mrs. Tan.

Tan said: "Ask, a pig with hair, eight cents a catty!"

"Why did the price drop? Two months ago, the old Zhang's next door sold that pig for ten cents a catty!" Old Yang said.

Mrs. Tan snorted, "The price goes up and down, and I don't know what's going on!"

Old Yang remained silent, frowning and continuing to smoke.

After a while, he sighed and said, "Let's go to Bawen, let's ask Butcher Chen to take the pig away later."

"En!" Tan replied.

"Our big fat pig must weigh two hundred catties, and it can be sold for more than 600 Wen! That's enough money for the fifth son to marry a wife!" Old Yang thought.

(End of this chapter)