Chapter 37 It’s black and dirty, can it be eaten?
"Come back soon? I don't think I will or dare to come back."
"Why are you waiting? Why are you making us wait! Daya, please open the door quickly. I have agreed that if the chicken head rice is dried, you must return it to me according to the dry weight."
The five children of the Fan family followed Shui Qing's teachings and were not impatient or rash. No matter how loud the crowd in front of them was, they just politely said they would wait for their parents to come back.
After yelling and cursing for a while, Wang Mazi and the others were left speechless.
But there were five children opposite, and there were several circles of people around them, and there was an old village chief sitting in charge. They couldn't beat them, they could only yell and scold them.
Damn it, I don’t even have to drink water, this won’t last long.
Fan Damu glanced at the thatched house and encouraged: "It's just a thatched house, how can it stop grown men like us?
The second child just divided the house, but I know he has several sacks of rice, millet, and corn, which is enough for us to divide! "
Zhang Tuzi's eyes lit up when he heard there were several sacks of grain.
Wang Mazi immediately echoed: "Okay! They took our things and refused to return them. It is only natural for us to get our own things back!"
When Jiang Hehu heard that their food was to be moved, he became anxious.
Dong Dong Dong, ran in front of them, opened his arms to stop them, and said: "No, parents will be back soon!
When they come back, they will naturally return it to you. You can’t go to my house to get it yourself! "
"My parents are not at home, how can you enter our house without permission to get food?"
Wang Mazi didn't care, and because of his age, he shouted: "Why not? Are you only allowed to take our chicken heads and rice, but we are not allowed to take your grain?"
Everyone makes comments, what is the truth? "
"That's what we agreed!" Xinghui replied loudly.
"Tsk, tsk, who made this agreement with you? Your parents are lying! Do you understand the lie?" Fan Damu interjected from time to time from behind.
Zhang Tuzi heard the truth and said, "Yes, it's a lie, it's a lie!"
"Your parents are liars. Big liars give birth to little liars. You are all a bunch of little liars!"
"Shameless. Even if you lie to everyone in the village, you are not afraid of retribution."
"Repay me for the food I worked so hard to peel all day long!"
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The five little ones of the Fan family are just children after all, and the eldest Yan Qiu is only eleven years old. They could tolerate it before, but now they can no longer bear it when their parents are scolded.
As the eldest sister, Yan Qiu stands in front of several younger brothers and sisters, and has the calm demeanor of the eldest sister.
She raised her chin slightly, held her head high, her voice trembled with anger, and said word by word: "My parents are not liars!
You don't keep your word, you go back on what you promised, and you have no credibility at all. Yes, we will refund it to you without you having to say anything! "
"You just open your mouth, what's the use of what you, a little girl, say in a movie? If you say retreat, okay, then retreat!
Tsk, are you worthy of being the master of the house? It's so funny that a yellow-haired girl dares to imitate others' exaggerated words. "Fan Damu continued to shout in the crowd.
The old village chief frowned deeply.
Just as Li Changlin was about to speak, he heard a clear voice coming from the distance.
"She is the master of our house!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Qiu was relieved of the energy she had been holding on to. She turned to look at the source of the sound with wet eyes, "Auntie!"
"Aniang!" The other four children saw Shui Qing at the same time, and the five children ran towards her quickly like tired birds throwing themselves into the forest.
Carrying a heavy bamboo basket, Shui Qing walked step by step in front of the crowded crowd, surrounded by five children in surprise.
Li Changlin was afraid that Shui Qing would misunderstand, so he took a step forward and told in a few words what had happened and how his grandfather had handled it.
Shui Qing exhaled and looked at the old village chief gratefully.
He really saved her a lot of trouble!
The old village chief waved his hand and reminded: "Daughter-in-law of the second Fan family, this is what happened. What do you have to say?"
Shui Qing's eyes circled around the troublemakers, and then he saw Fan's mother, Sun Jinhua and Fan Qian behind the crowd. He raised a smile and replied: "We will do as the old village chief said. Chicken head rice.”
It would definitely be more cost-effective for her to return the rice, but sometimes it would be a shame not to steam the steamed buns!
She would rather not earn money from these people, and she is determined not to let them get any advantage. Not only will she not get any benefits this time, she will not let them get any benefits from her in the future!
"It's just that yesterday's chicken head rice has been sold, I need a little time."
Before Zhang Tuzi and others spoke, the old village chief pointedly said: "It's okay, we brought it here. You return it to the big guy first. After returning the things, they have nothing to say."
Shui Qing did not refuse and readily agreed: "Okay! Then I'll thank the old village chief first."
After speaking, he said to the crowd: "The old village chief has just registered in advance. If there are still people who want to withdraw, please bring it up now and I will withdraw together."
She makes money, and the villagers also get benefits. She doesn't want to do things that are mutually beneficial and seem like forced sales and purchases.
She accepts these people because she knows how to repay them, but she doesn't care about them if they are too difficult to deal with. She won't send them away, or walk away slowly, and get out of here!
Rolling non-stop
Wang Mazi raised his hands and waved, calling: "Everyone, this is your last chance, retreat quickly! There will be no store after this village. If you don't wait, you won't get anything."
Zhang Baldy's eyes quickly turned to the bamboo basket Shui Qing had brought, and his footsteps moved forward quietly.
Shui Qing also saw it and didn't do anything to stop it.
In fact, she did it on purpose.
Deliberately taking advantage of the situation where most of the people in the village were present, this food was allowed to pass through - if anyone asked about it in the future, the whole village would remember that she had discovered it in the "wild grove".
And the more violent the commotion is now, the more it will deepen this memory.
In order to deepen this memory point, and of course to kick out all the thorns and people with different intentions, she even asked Fan Jin, who had already loaded the car, to come back later.
"Hey guys, come and see, what is this black thing?" Zhang Baldy suddenly howled, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up at Zhang Tuzi and saw round things the size of fists and as big as stones piled in the bamboo basket next to Shui Qing's feet.
It was covered with mud and was dark and dirty.
"What is this? It looks so dirty." Zhang Chunhua, Zhang Baldy's eldest daughter, said, covering her mouth and nose.
"It looks so ugly. I don't know if it's poisonous or not."
Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to them, Shui Qing was extremely satisfied and explained along the way: "I went to dig wild vegetables in the woods in front, and when I saw them, I didn't know what kind of small animals dug them out;
I saw that a few of them were bitten, and they must be edible, so I dug them all up and brought them back, thinking of planting them to try. "
Yan Qiu was stunned. Why would my mother dig wild vegetables when her vegetable field was so good?
Has your mother discovered such a thing before? No wonder my mother has to carry a bamboo basket before going out.
"Hey, Second Aunt Fan, your family is so poor that you have to dig wild vegetables?"
"If you bring back uneaten food and plant it, your family won't be able to open the pot, right?"