Chapter 195 Fan Damu's Decision

The old village chief did not take any credit. He told Shui Qing's proposal and emphasized that it was Shui Qing's idea. If he felt it was inappropriate or had a better proposal, he should say it in person and everyone would discuss and negotiate.

The yard was filled with people who could make decisions about every household in the village, and everyone was extremely satisfied after hearing this.

Let them come up with something better?

What a joke, if they could come up with something better, wouldn't they be able to live the same good life as Hu Shuiqing?

In hindsight, I thought that people can live a good life because they have a flexible mind. Look at how well they can think of even the protection of the village in such a short time.

With such a flexible mind, it should be easy to make money.

Everyone had no objections and passed smoothly and quickly.

Li Wen suddenly said: "Dad, Damu still hasn't come back, and Fan Qian hasn't come back either. What should we do with these two families?"

Zhang Tuzi couldn't avoid being lazy when it came to patrolling, but he was indeed too lazy. Even if he wanted to, the people in the village wouldn't trust him.

Fortunately, his son Zhang Xiaoxiao is fourteen this year. He is smart and not as lazy as his father, so he is responsible for the protection.

When Zhang Xiaowu heard that he was chosen, he jumped three feet high and is now showing off to the whole village.

Now I'm afraid most of the boys in the village know about it.

The old village chief frowned.

Other people in the yard also looked at each other.

Protection is a matter for the entire village and concerns everyone. Even if you do not participate, you will enjoy protection.

But those who don’t participate will affect the mentality of others.

There were murmurs in the yard: "Damu didn't participate in digging ditches before, so he won't follow suit this time, right?"

"That's not okay!"

"Who can say for sure."

The old village chief raised his voice to stop him: "We'll ask them when they come back, and don't speculate yet."

"I don't know what's going on, why can't I be here for two days?"

"I went out yesterday. I haven't been back all night. It's not peaceful outside. Is something going to happen?"

"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense! You can't expect others to order well."

"I'm talking nonsense."

After all, the people in the village, Fan Damu was not good before, but they didn't want anything to happen to him.

There were people whispering in the courtyard, and a familiar and proud voice rang out: "Old village chief, did you tell me you were looking for me?"

Everyone looked back and saw that the person they were chatting with was back!

Fan Damu was wearing blue shorts, neat and clean, and so new that there was not a single patch.

What she wears on her feet are not straw sandals, but a pair of black cloth shoes to prevent them from being stained by the mud. There is also a pair of wooden clogs under the cloth shoes.

Immediately a man asked: "Damu, are you rich?"

Why, overnight, the patched clothes were gone, and the straw sandals were no longer needed, they were all new.

Although the short clothes are also worn by people who work, they are new after all, and they are made of coarse cloth, not the linen they often wear.

"Yeah, where did the new clothes come from?"

"Yesterday we went to Fucheng and found that there was a lot of chaos outside. Are you okay outside?"

"We were just worried about whether something happened to you."

Fan Damu looked around the people present from top to bottom, snorted from his nose, and sneered with extreme disdain: "An accident? It can only happen to others, and it is not my turn.

As for the chaos in the city, whether the whole Guangning mansion is in chaos or not is up to my master’s family! "

Li Wen and Li Wu frowned when they saw Fan Damu's flamboyant words and deeds.

The old village chief asked keenly: "Master? Have you sold yourself into slavery?"

There was a bang in the yard, and everyone looked at Fan Damu who came in behind in shock.

Selling yourself into slavery?

"Damu, you are confused. A slave has no freedom at all. The master can fight, kill and sell, so how can he be sold as a slave?"

"I heard"

Fan Damu interrupted impatiently: "Don't hear it! I've been hearing you talk about how bad it is to be a slave and how comfortable it is to be a farmer. What's the result?

As a farmer, you are poorly fed and tired all year round and you don’t even have new clothes!

But look at me, the deed of sale I signed yesterday has given me two new sets of clothes, and I’m eating black noodles, so I’m full! You live in a brick house, and you don’t have to worry about food, drink, clothing, and housing. Is this a hard life?

Let me tell you one more thing. My master is the magistrate of Guangning Prefecture, Mr. Wu. Can you tell me how I can be afraid of the victims outside? Oh, those disaster victims are only afraid of me! "

It was said that thanks to Fan Jin and Hu Shuiqing, the boy from the Bai family was saved, and the lady who came to thank him that day with a lot of gold and silver jewelry turned out to be the wife of Magistrate Wu.

Recently, the number of disaster victims has increased, and there is unrest everywhere. The county magistrate's wife is worried about Guangzong Yaozu, the two young masters, and recruits more servants. Seeing that he looks familiar, she asks a few more questions and learns that he is from the rear of Shanshui Village, so she decides to buy him.

The old village chief shook his head helplessly.

Farmers have a hard time, but being a slave is not as easy as Fan Damu said.

It's just that everyone has his own ambitions, and it's useless to talk too much.

The biggest official the people in the village had ever seen was the village chief. When they heard about the county magistrate, everyone's eyes widened.

Seeing that everyone was moved, Fan Damu spoke in an official tone: "I have also appeared in front of the county magistrate. If you want to go, since we are in the same village, I can go and put in a nice word, but there is no guarantee whether you will be selected." .

You also know that this is a good thing that everyone is scrambling for. "

Fan Qiye shook his head: "As long as there are people who stutter in my family, I will not sell myself as a slave."

As soon as he said it, there were many echoes from the surrounding area.

Fan Damu said coolly: "When you have nothing to eat, do you think you can still sell it? Will anyone buy it?"

Who would buy an old bone?

The buyer is not stupid, of course he would buy someone who can work.

If his family is not full of capable people, the county magistrate's wife would not agree!

Xu Laosan asked hesitantly: "Damu, if you sell yourself, what will happen to your family?"

"What can we do? Of course, follow me to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. In the future, when we go out, we are also the people of County Magistrate Wu!" Fan Damu showed a look of contempt.

Xu Laosan choked and asked unwillingly: "You are a slave, and your family can eat and drink? Then can I do it too?"

Isn't this too good?

He was a little tempted!

Others stared at Fan Damu, thinking that if this is the case, at most they will suffer a little, but at least the family will not worry about food and clothing.

It's not impossible.....

"What are you dreaming about! Don't you use your dog brain to think about this good thing? Even if there is this good thing, it will be your turn!" Fan Damu roared unbearably.

These country people are really beautiful.

After being scolded for no reason, Xu Laosan asked stupidly: "What about you?"

"Of course I signed the contract to sell my whole family."

After Fan Damu finished speaking, you could hear a pin drop in the yard.

There were dozens of people, and it was so noisy that you couldn't hear who was talking. Now it was so quiet that you could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"So I came to inform you that this damn protection team and the outbound team don't count as my family. If you run into them in the city again in the future, don't even think about trying to get close to them.

By the way, I'm selling my land this time when I come back. Who wants to buy it?"