After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

Chapter 189 Building a House

Drawing lots was only used to arrange the distribution of homesteads. For those officials, it was a common and repeated thing every year, and it was not a big deal.

According to the rules of previous years, the officials would bring the representatives of each family participating in the lottery to the courtyard in advance, form a long queue, and take out a piece of paper from the lottery box one by one in the order of the queue.

When Mu Yunxiao arrived, the lot-drawing ceremony had not yet begun. He glanced around the area calmly, then calmly withdrew his gaze, and lined up at the back of the queue calmly.

Compared to other prisoners who were standing there praying for blessings, Mu Yunxiao's expression was too calm, which actually attracted the attention of the lottery official.

Several officials were standing in the corner, scanning the crowd, raising their chins with meaning, looking at Mu Yunxiao, and said, "Hey... is he Mu Yunxiao?"

An officer was holding the list of prisoners in his hand. He checked them one by one in the order of the queue. After a moment, he nodded and said, "It's him."

After he said this, he pushed the officer beside him with no clear meaning, and with a hint of hint in his eyes, he lowered his voice and said: "Then... don't forget what Mr. Li said."

"That's..." The official patted his chest and answered without hesitation.

They were short-handed, and since they had taken advantage of Li Jiang for nothing, they naturally wanted to get things done.

If you want to tamper with this casual lot-drawing ceremony, it shouldn't be too easy for the officials responsible for it.

Several officials looked at each other, nodded silently, and then slowly walked over and began to preside over the lottery ceremony.

The first prisoner who drew lots got a decent number and could only sigh with regret, silently holding the paper in his hand and returned to the inn.

After the drawing of lots is over, the officials will gather all the prisoners together again and let them select the homestead in order of serial number.

When it was Mu Yunxiao's turn to come over, he vaguely noticed something was wrong with the eyes of the officials. When he raised his eyes, his dark and calm eyes met the eyes of the lottery official.

The official blinked unnaturally, tapped the lot-drawing box with his fingertips, and threw a wad of paper into the box at an extremely fast speed. He glanced at him pointedly and then straightened his expression. , said coldly and solemnly: "Pull."

His series of extremely deliberate movements naturally fell in Mu Yunxiao's eyes.

Mu Yunxiao also vaguely guessed that this should be what Li Jiang called "preparing things in advance". He lowered his eyes and reached into the box.

Since the other slips of paper had been prepared in advance and laid out steadily at the bottom of the box, the new slip on top seemed particularly abrupt.

Mu Yunxiao just touched it down a little and immediately realized that the top note was thrown in by the official just now.

Without any hesitation, he directly grabbed the piece of paper and picked it up. As soon as the piece of paper unfolded, there was a bright serial number on it: one.

In other words, their family will be the first to choose a homestead, and naturally, all homesteads can be chosen by them.Mu Yunxiao only glanced down, his expression remained calm, as if he hadn't seen anything. He only nodded slightly towards the official in gratitude, then turned and left.

They caught the number one, so after the lottery was over, the officials came and took all the prisoners out of the inn and took them to the mountains behind Yuecheng to choose a homestead.

After much discussion among the whole family, they chose a fairly large place with a pond in the front and a vegetable patch in the back. For a moment, the inmates who were watching were envious.

"They are so lucky! It's great to catch the number one in the lottery! They have a pond and a vegetable patch, they are well-kept, they have fish to eat, and they have fresh vegetables to eat!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... There are so many differences between people. Our family got a No. 28, but in the end we don't know what shabby places are left for us to choose from. We don't have to choose!"

Aunt Cui held the No. 30 sign in her hand, and her face turned green with anger. She gritted her teeth and watched as their eldest son happily picked out such a treasured Feng Shui land. She was extremely jealous.

"Are they so lucky? There is no clue here, I don't believe it." She stared at Mrs. Mutai's back sourly, looked at her eldest son aside, and sneered.

Seeing that the relationship between the big family and the official was so good, wouldn't it be easy if the official wanted them to pick a good piece of land?
After Aunt Cui said a few words, she became more and more sure of her thoughts and gritted her teeth angrily.

The numbers they took were almost at the back of the queue, and by the time Aunt Cui and her family were choosing, there were only a few pieces of homestead land left.

One is in the shade of a remote mountain, with no light on weekdays, and it is so humid in the rainy south that it is almost uninhabitable; the other is in a desolate place, where there are not even a few trees to be seen. It took a long time to walk through the streets of Yuecheng; the only piece of land left with a decent terrain was extremely narrow, making it difficult for their family to squeeze in.

After some hesitation and decision-making, Aunt Cui and her family had been arguing for a long time before deciding on the last piece of homestead land. At least there were still people to live in. They could barely build a house, and it was a bit awkward for the whole family to live together. difficult.

The more they looked at their small piece of land, the whole family couldn't help but feel worried.

There are few young men who can work in their second house, and they all have to work as laborers for the Yuecheng government. It is difficult to build a house.

When thinking about a homestead as big as Dafang, Mu Zhengchuan's wife Hong became more and more unwilling to accept it. She murmured: "There are only so many people in Dafang, why should they live in such a big place?" The place! They all belong to the Mu family, we have to let them live in half of our land!"

She spoke quite righteously, and her unreasonable appearance was no different from that of her husband and mother-in-law, who were members of the same family.

Aunt Cui had always been at odds with this extremely fierce second wife. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had been quarreling all day long. Now when talking about this matter, they actually stood on the same front.

"That makes sense. Let's go. Zhengchuan, you will come with us. Madam Tai will not allow us to have a second bedroom without a place to live in no matter what!"

Aunt Cui hurriedly shouted to the whole family, and hurriedly walked over to the homestead that Mrs. Mutai had just assigned.

(End of this chapter)