We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

Cheng Yue thought to herself that being a village head was a tough job. There was nothing else in the village but a lot of things to do, and it was really troublesome to deal with trivial matters all day long.

No wonder Feng sighed. She was afraid that she could only earn a little money after working so hard for a year.

As the two were talking, the village head came back, with his hands behind his back and a tired look on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Cheng Yue and greeted her with a smile: "Cheng Yue girl, you are here, what's the matter?"

The only family in the village that makes him feel at ease is Chen An's family. After the separation, their lives are getting better and better, and he feels hopeful about it.

When Cheng Yue comes, there must be something good.

The head of the village sat down, and Feng immediately brought two bowls of water. She said embarrassedly, "I was so busy talking just now that I forgot to pour a bowl of water. Drink it and talk slowly."

Feng's face was full of concern, and it was obvious that she felt distressed when she saw that the head of the village looked unwell.

Cheng Yue smiled and pretended not to notice, and said to the village head: "Uncle village head, I am planning to do breeding, and I want to build a bigger chicken and duck coop next to the house. I am not familiar with the villagers, so I want you to help me find some reliable people."

Farming? If you don’t raise a lot of chickens and ducks, how can you call it farming?

Li Zheng had seen a lot of things in the world, so he could suppress his surprise, but Feng Shi couldn't. She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Cheng Yue girl, why are you doing breeding?"

The village head nudged Feng with his elbow and glared at her, "Why are you talking so much?"

When Feng was called by the head of the village, she realized that her question was inappropriate and said awkwardly, "Cheng Yue girl, I didn't mean anything else, I just asked casually."

Cheng Yue knew that Feng had no other intentions, so she smiled and said, "It's okay, Aunt Feng, that's what I was going to say."

Then he repeated his plan to go to the county town to do business. After hearing this, the two of them had the same expression as Zhao Xiangxiu.

It's no wonder that they all had this expression when they heard it. In the past few decades in Houshui Village, only Chen An's father had gone to the county town because he was a carpenter. The rest of the people who went to the county town also worked as laborers. It was a different matter.

Cheng Yue is doing business, it's a real skill. Don't say it's because of Mr. Chen San. Even if there's no Mr. Chen San, with this skill, would you worry about not being able to open a shop in the county? It's all a matter of time.

The more the head of the village thought about it, the more he felt that it might not be the Chen family's ancestral tomb that was emitting smoke. No, no, it was the Cheng family's ancestral tomb that was emitting smoke!

If Cheng Yue married into their Houshui Village, it would be like smoke rising from Houshui Village.

Thinking of this, the village head's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and even his drooping eyelids tightened a lot, "That's great, Cheng Yue girl, I'll go talk to you about this, you go home and wait, I'll bring someone over in a while."

He immediately stood up and was about to go out. Cheng Yue was startled and said quickly, "Uncle Lizheng, please wait a moment."

Feng held the head of the village and said helplessly, "Cheng Yue hasn't finished her words yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

He had the nerve to glare at her just now. In her opinion, this old man is not as smart as she is.

The village head had no choice but to sit down, and Cheng Yue smiled and continued, "Uncle village head, I want to build a big chicken and duck coop, and it would be best if it is completed this month.

I'll pay you 30 cents a day, but I won't provide meals. Please tell me about this when you're looking for someone.

By the way, if Brother Dashan and Brother Dajiang are free, please come along. I will go talk to Brother Chunlai, and you can call the rest, Uncle Lizheng."

The day laborers in the town earned thirty cents, and she paid them this wage. After all, building a chicken coop required moving stones, which was not much easier than carrying heavy bags.

It is not appropriate to give too much or too little money, so just keep it consistent with the market price.

A group of men could probably finish the job in two or three days, and it wouldn't cost much.

The head of the village disagreed, "Just give the wages. Thirty cents is a bit too much. We are all from the same village. Twenty cents will be enough."

It is easier to earn twenty cents at home than to earn thirty cents outside. Even if the villagers know about it, they will be grateful. Why would they need thirty cents?

Not to mention anything else, at least you can take your meals home to eat. If you go out to work, you have to buy them with money, right?

After all the calculations, twenty cents is more than the thirty cents earned outside.

Cheng Yue said: "Uncle head of the village, just listen to me. Many villagers have been to other places and they all pay the same price. How can I justify giving them twenty cents?

If there is any help in the future, I am afraid that everyone will have some thoughts and will not want to come.”

The village head thought about it and agreed. Everyone has their own ideas. They don’t all have the same brain. Just because he thinks this way doesn’t mean others think the same way. It’s better not to make things difficult for Cheng Yue.

He agreed, "You have a point. Then it's thirty cents. Chunlai, I'll tell you by the way, you don't have to make a trip alone."

After saying this, the headman went out, his legs and feet much more agile than when he came in.

Cheng Yue was so fast that she felt a little embarrassed. The headman came in early in the morning and didn't even have time to take a breath before going back to her work. If she had known, she would have come later.

Feng seemed to see through Cheng Yue's thoughts and smiled, "This old man is so happy. If you hadn't come, he might have been sour-faced because of Er Laizi's family affairs. Don't worry about him, the old man is in high spirits!"

Cheng Yue smiled at Feng and said, "I'm really sorry to bother you, Uncle Li Zheng. Aunt Feng, I'll go back first if I have nothing else to do. I think someone will be here soon."

Feng nodded and said, "Okay, go back. By the way, you take the eggs back. This is just a small thing. Don't be so polite."

There is no such thing as taking something back after giving it away. Cheng Yue saw a basket nearby and stuffed the eggs into it.

Feng wanted to stop her, but she was not as quick as Cheng Yue, and she was afraid that the eggs would drop if she moved too much. In just a few moves, Cheng Yue had stuffed all the eggs into her stomach.

"Aunt Feng, I'm leaving!"

Cheng Yue stood up, waved and ran away, leaving Feng holding the eggs in her hands, scolding: "This child..."

On the other side, the head of the village has already notified several households. Of course, he only notified the diligent and honest people, and directly omitted those who were cunning and treacherous.

There are only a few dozen households in the village, and he can see everything that happens to anyone.

After notifying each household, he would give them a few words of advice, "Such a good thing can happen to you because Chen An's family is kind and thoughtful.

You must cherish it, work hard, and be grateful in your heart. If you don't work hard, you won't have a share of good things in the future. Don't come to me and cry when that happens!"

The men who were beaten were all grateful and swore again and again: "Don't worry, Uncle Lizheng, we will definitely do our job well and not take these thirty cents in vain!"

The most excited people were Li Tieniu and his friends who had helped Cheng Yue's family build the cowshed last time. They had just eaten their meat buns, and now another good thing came to them, which was thirty cents!

They all wanted to tell their fortunes to see if Cheng Yue was their benefactor.

After notifying these people, the head of the village called Liu Chunlai and Zhang Dajiang. He didn't want his family to get two wages, so he didn't let Zhang Dashan come.

The group of men were excited and walked up the mountain.