Chapter 372 372

Feng Yan and Da Lang have borrowed all the people in the village who can borrow, and they have made up a total of more than three taels of silver. Father and son looked at each other, isn't that enough? Looking next door, I really didn't have the face to knock on the door.

Xiao Si touched his nose, and he also felt that he had no face to pass. But if his father speaks, he can't help but go. His mother was so kind to Sister Mingjing just now. Hmph, Zi Bu is silent, what kind of nemesis is simply nonsense to cheat money.

The Wang family of the house is still crying, crying Saburo is unlucky. blamed the next door for refusing to help San Lang be exempted from forced labor, which led to this disaster.

Feng Yan roared: "Shut up! ”

Uncle Wutang also knew that the two of them came back, and he didn't want to deal with the Wang family. He directly took out one or two or five pieces of silver, and the two of them were taken aback. I didn't expect him to take so much. Before, the seventh child was at home, and in the end, he only gave five dollars.

Feng Yan stood up with some emotion, and listened to Wutangbo: "I took these five coins, and these two belong to Lao Jiu next door." ”

Feng Yan and Da Lang were a little disappointed, and they only took one or two next door. They had hoped to get a tael of fifty.

"What, too little?"

"No, no, no."

"My guys probably won't be too little. But you don't want to think about what's going on next door. Lao Jiu is now in debt of 600 taels. The medicinal materials in the medicine field are now stuck in the market and cannot be sold, and they have to pay people. The inn has not yet opened, but two hundred taels of silver have already been put in. Mingjing is also in a hurry now. ”

Feng Yan was silent for a while, "Let's sell the field." "What else can be done? Even if you immediately agree to the Zhou family's family affairs, you can't get the money right away.

"It's really a cub selling Yetian, don't feel distressed!" It was the third grandfather who was walking in. Wutangbo and Feng Yan hurriedly called 'Third Uncle', Da Lang and Xiao Si called 'Third Grandpa', and Xiao Si hurriedly brought a stool.

The third grandfather calmed down a little at this time, and came to see the situation in person. Unexpectedly, when I came over, I heard Feng Yan say that he wanted to sell the field. At the moment, he ignored the stool at the fourth end, pointed to Feng Yi's nose and said, "Was it easy for you to buy twenty-five acres of land back then?" You've sold ten acres, and you still want to sell them? It's a shame that your daughter-in-law took Lao Jiu's share back then. Otherwise, you're going to sell out. ”

As he spoke, he listened to the Wang family still cursing Mingjing whining, and immediately became even more angry, "You can control your daughter-in-law?" Here is the silver borrowed by Lao Jiu, and let your daughter-in-law scold his daughter-in-law inside? How can such a thing as exemption from forced labor be said so aggressively? People say that a good daughter-in-law, three generations of good children and grandchildren, I think you just married the wrong daughter-in-law. "Speaking seriously, I married the wrong one from his lobby brother, otherwise how could I let this Wang family enter the door? However, at that time, the Feng family was so poor that if they didn't marry the old Wang family who didn't want a dowry, they would just wait to beat the singles. However, the old Wang family also has merit, and they gave birth to a son.

The Wang family can also give birth, but what is this birth? Out of the corner of the third grandfather's eyes, he saw the ashamed Xiao Si next to him, and his heart softened slightly, this family is afraid that he can only count on Xiao Si to become talented. But if the fourth child wants to become a talent, he also needs the support of the uncle next door.

He looked at Feng Chang, "I'll also lend you one tael here, and if you get six taels, it's enough for you to add another four taels to save a little." If you can't get the cost of treatment, people won't insist on it. "Now that the barracks treat San Lang as the plague god, if you can send him away, it is estimated that you can't afford the medicine money.

The fifth uncle listened to it on the side, he was a brother and it was not easy to blame him, and only the third uncle was convenient to say these words.