Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Mrs. Li is even worse than Mrs. Li.

If Ding Laosan hadn't been moved today, Mrs. Wang would have to make a raft for her again.

"Second Aunt, I'm just a child." Ding Xuewei was very modest.

Xiao Li twitched her lower lip unconsciously.

She also knows that she is just a child?
I've never seen someone who doesn't treat himself like a child.

She did that which a child could do.

"Xuewei, you are not very old, but you are smart enough. There is really no one else to help with this matter except you."

"Mr. Li." Ding Laoer suddenly said.

Xiao Li's heart skipped a beat.

However, the heartbeat rate soon resumed.

"Wanyi's father, have you thought of a way?"

I don't know when, the cousin stopped calling, Chunying disappeared, and Wanyi's mother disappeared.

That's how she became Mrs. Li.

When she heard Li's name for the first time, she didn't react.

After that, I was afraid that I would become like my mother-in-law and my husband would become like my father-in-law.

Love disappears, and there is only hatred in relative.

"Then I'm relieved." The boss breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Li turned her head to look at Ding Xuewei with a look of rejoicing: "Xuewei, your second uncle has a solution."

If Ding Lao Er could think of a way, he wouldn't have the frowning face he is now.

Xiao Li could see clearly, but pretended not to understand.

Ding Xue turned her eyes slightly and nodded.

Xiao Li originally transferred the right to speak to her, but she didn't even ask.

After the smile on the corner of her mouth froze for a few seconds, she turned her eyes away.

"Wanyi's father, what do you think, everyone has nothing to say, why don't you tell us for everyone's reference?"

She just pretended to be confused.

I just want to force my eldest niece.

Ding Laoer looked at her from time to time, and at that moment, he also had the idea of ​​reconciling.

"Second uncle, let's talk about third uncle's affairs first." Ding Xuewei interrupted his thoughts in a timely manner.

Ding Lao Er suppressed his thoughts, turned his face away, and directly ignored Xiao Li.

Mrs. Li has already given up everything, besides, what awaits her is not a good end.

With tightly clenched fists, the nails were deeply sunken, and the palms of the hands were broken, but they didn't feel it.

Mrs. Li has already completely suppressed Mrs. Wang, and Ding Xuewei's words are undoubtedly to save her face and increase Mrs. Wang's prestige.

He turned his eyes bitterly and resentfully: "Big girl, your third uncle is not as capable as you. If those family properties are dumped, it will be rare in this life. Mrs. Wang is not a good person, and she didn't let the third brother give her and Li Shu face. I advise you not to worry about it."

She thought that since she had suppressed the Wang family, Ding Laosan would listen to her when she came back, but she ignored the upright and straightforward character of the Ding family's young and old.

Ding Xuewei didn't say much to her, and didn't give her a look.

Mrs. Li was directly ignored, very upset, and wanted to teach others a lesson, but was stopped by old man Ding's eyes.

That's it, everyone just listened to Wang's wailing and waited for Ding Laosan to come, and then agreed to the condition of buying the same property for her in the middle of Li's nonsense, and paid all the reconciliation with Wang.

"I know everyone's thoughts, and I know that everyone is a responsible person, but at the same time, we also know the importance of a labor force to a family."

After Ding Laosan's matter was resolved, Ding Xuewei said without being urged: "Hundred taels, in the eyes of others, it is indeed a lot, but if you put yourself in the shoes of others, it is not much."

"I know that everyone has no money, and I also know that everyone is willing to bear the pressure and will take on this important task. However, everyone in this field is planting for me after all, so I will pay all the money..."

"Girl Xuewei." Before she could finish speaking, the old village chief interrupted her righteously: "You don't need to analyze the good and bad for us. We don't think the compensation of one hundred taels is too much, and we are willing to bear it. Let's call it a day."

"Xuewei, let's listen to the village chief."

"Xuewei, the village chief is right."

One after another, the villagers expressed their opinions and looked at her with firm eyes.

This year of contact, they have expanded not only their minds but also their pattern.

Relying on them, the compensation of 3000 to [-] taels may be overwhelmed by the shoulders. With her, this figure will only come sooner or later.

"Xuewei, we absolutely cannot hand over this compensation to you. In the future, please help me more." The old village head confessed his thoughts.

Ding Xue, who they had persuaded by some accident, was slightly stunned, and then sighed.

"Have you ever thought about the life of the family members of the deceased? Have you thought about whether they can wait?"

The old village head opened his mouth, and finally changed his mind: "Then, let's borrow it."

"Ding Xuewei, you did it on purpose!" Mrs. Wang couldn't watch the excitement anymore.

She felt she was being played.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her.

Ding Xue took it back slightly and pulled the burden off her back.

In the bundle is a small wooden box.

"You!" Wang's eyes were bloodshot, and his raised hand was shaking more than an Alzheimer's patient.

Needless to say, the box full of banknotes has already explained everything.

She was deliberately waiting for her to make trouble, waiting for her to say the words of reconciliation.

"Okay, good you Ding Laosan, so you were waiting for me here!" Looking back, his eyes were filled with grief.

Someone helped to lose money.

If it's not her disadvantage, what is it?
Borrowing words is easy to say, but repaying words is hard to say.

When the money is borrowed, it depends on one's own mind.

"I'm breaking up with you." Mrs. Wang grabbed Ding Laosan.

Ding Laosan was not at all surprised by her back-and-forth.

"Okay, I'll write a letter of divorce right now."

"...I, Wanxin's father, why am I sorry for you? I am also doing it for the good of our little family, and for you, and for Wanxin. More than 1 taels, what is that concept? You earn back this year Don’t you count how much? How many years will you have to earn that much money, and you don’t know whether you will be able to earn it for the rest of your life..."

"You know the difference between divorcing your wife and reconciling." Ding Laosan didn't give her a chance to say more, and took a pen and paper instead.

Wang quickly stopped.

On the one hand, Mrs. Li was overjoyed when she saw this change.

"Third son, you should take a break, you should take a break. She doesn't respect the elders, doesn't love the young, is not virtuous and is jealous, what she said is for you and Wanxin, if it's really for you, how can she speak up, obviously It’s just for greed, I really think that others don’t have eyes…”

Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Mrs. Wang, who had come here for a fight before, was really afraid of being beaten again, but compared to the thousands of acres of land, it seemed that it was not impossible to be beaten again.

She hit the nail on the head, and she said all the good things.

Ding Laosan has his wife on the one hand and his ex-wife on the other, not to mention how lively it is.

The two of them were noisier than mosquitoes in early summer, and more annoying than flies in the hut.

"Grandfather of the village chief." Ding Xue took a few steps back and handed him a stack of bank notes.

The old village chief hesitated for a while, and finally took the bank note and followed her away.

Silently, the villagers and Ding's father and son moved aside, and when Ding's third son couldn't take it anymore and threw off his arms to tell the two women to shut up, Ding Xuewei and the others divided the banknotes. (end of this chapter)