A car accident, our family of three crossed

The village head scolded the man, but he was still not satisfied. He scolded the man until he was so embarrassed that he hid in the crowd to reduce his presence. Only then did he let him go temporarily.

At this time, Uncle Sun took the opportunity to speak again and said bluntly: "Li Zheng, do you know how much this one costs? If the price is right, our family is willing to buy one."

Ever since Sun Qinglai started learning carpentry from Shuisheng, he has always received monthly salary. He kept some for himself and gave the rest to his family for safekeeping.

Later, after the workshop was built, Aunt Sun worked as a cook, and Sun Xilai also went to work in the workshop. The three of them brought a lot more money home every month. Now the Sun family has saved a considerable sum of money.

If I could buy a tool like this that can thresh rice and keep it at home, I could use it every year and I wouldn't lose out. But I don't know if the price is within my family's acceptable range.

The village head didn't expect that besides himself and the old patriarch's family, there would be someone willing to spend money to buy it. In comparison, he felt very relieved.

However, he and the old patriarch have already bought this thing. If the villagers are unable to raise funds together, they will not give it away. It is better to hold it in their own hands than to give it to others.

"Brother! You are a step too slow. I have already told Shuheng about these two racks. I originally thought that we should pool our money to buy them. In this way, every family can use them. During the autumn harvest, we can arrange them uniformly and use them in turn in order."

As he spoke, he sighed and continued, "I thought that if the villagers couldn't come to an agreement, I would pay the money. Even if I bought it, I couldn't really give it to someone else, right? But I really didn't expect it! You guys are so shameless. You don't want to pay the money, but you want to borrow it for free. Why?"

After saying this, he pointed at the silent villagers with disappointment.

"Then this... Li Zheng, your family doesn't need two, why don't you give one to my family? As you can see, my rice is ripe, the water in the field has been drained, and it can be harvested at any time. This is exactly when we need this thing."

Uncle Sun didn't know that this was a joint venture between the old clan leader and the village head. The village head didn't want to tell this in public, so he leaned over to Uncle Sun's ear and whispered it to him.

In comparison, Uncle Sun felt a little regretful that his family was still a step behind!

Now, he could only settle for the next best thing and directly proposed a solution, "Village head, how about this? We collect rice and you can borrow it. We will pay you the rent. How about that?"

"Yes, uncle, I am willing to pay the rent, and you have to lend it to me." He Dazhu quickly agreed. The millet in their family can also be harvested at any time, so this matter should be settled early.

He has been working in the workshop and the villa for almost a year in total. He has saved a lot of money now. Paying some rent can make him less tired. Why not?

Although the others did not express their opinions, as no one wanted to be the first to speak out, they all pricked up their ears and listened.

When they heard the leasing plan proposed by Uncle Sun, they were somewhat reluctant, as they would not be able to gain any advantage that way.

It is the nature of most people to be greedy for small gains. Even though Li Zheng just scolded so fiercely, it still cannot dispel the idea of ​​​​getting something for free in the hearts of most people.

At this point, the village head knew that it was impossible to persuade the entire village to raise funds, so it seemed that the only solution was to use this kind of leasing method.

So he raised the loudspeaker and said to the crowd, "I've already mentioned the first plan. The village will raise funds to buy it, and every household can use it. Obviously, no one accepts this method. In that case, I will go to Shuheng to pay the money. If you want to use it in the future, you have to pay the rent. If you don't want to, you can just use the ox cart to grind it as in previous years!"

After saying all this and mentioning the rental fee, the headman didn't want to say any more. He waved his hand and told everyone to go back home and find their mothers.

"Alright, I've said everything I need to say, let's all go!"

However, the crowd was still hesitant and reluctant to leave. Some even complained that the rent was too expensive, shouting, "Village head, isn't your rent too high? Thirty copper coins, which is enough for two people's daily wages."

The village head paused as he was about to leave, turned back and angrily said, "That threshing cart can handle more than two people. Once it is placed on the ground, it can handle four or five people. I'm telling you, use it if you want."

After saying that, he turned away angrily. Damn it, whoever wants to be in charge here can be the one to take charge. They are a bunch of short-sighted idiots and he can't lead them at all.

"Tie Sheng, hurry up and send our baby back home."

He Tiesheng responded and moved the two threshing carts onto the ox cart.

He Dazhu was nearby, so he lent a hand and at the same time he was thinking that after the mud in the field had dried for another two or three days, they could start harvesting. He had to find the head of the village in advance to set a date.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind to go to the head of the village this evening to set a date, to avoid the house being rented out by someone else and his family having to wait again.

Fortunately, the rice in my family matures earlier than that of others, so I am not too worried that the threshing truck will be overtaken by others.

So, that evening, when He Dazhu arrived at the headman's house, Uncle Sun had already arrived.

"Hey, Uncle Sun, you're here too."

Uncle Sun nodded in response.

He Dazhu found a stool and sat down, then asked, "Uncle Sun, when do you plan to harvest the rice?"

"Soon." Uncle Sun replied simply without saying the specific time.

He didn't have a good impression of He Dazhu before, but ever since He Li passed away, this scoundrel has changed a lot and is not as bad as before.

At least, without He Li, no one instigated him to do those sneaky things, and he became much more obedient.

At the beginning, this pair of scoundrels once climbed into Shuisheng's yard in the middle of the night and tried to steal a chair. When the father and his two sons arrived with weapons, they beat them hard and made them scream.

I thought he would always remember this grudge, but I didn't expect that looking at him now, it seems that he no longer cares about it.

Uncle Sun realized that what he said seemed too cold, so he asked back: "What about your family? When do you plan to cut the grass?"