After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

But everyone was still happy. The mountain was so big, and they could still dig in the future. Who knows, they might find something. It's better to have something than nothing.

As everyone was walking down the mountain, Fang Tong coughed lightly twice.

"Uncle Village Chief, what do you think of this yam?"

The village chief was stunned. He called him uncle?

"Yes, it can resist hunger. There are still many in the mountains."

"I discovered this and I'm telling you all. I've also done a great service to our village this time, right?"

After Fang Tong said this, the village chief still had nothing to understand.

This is a reminder for him not to forget the benefits.

Most people remain silent on this.

But one voice was the first to speak out from the crowd.

"Fang Laosan, we're all from the same village. Why are you so fussy about our fellow villagers?"

"You can't be so selfish. This morning, you took Erwa and the others to dig up a lot of yams before telling the villagers. The villagers didn't make a fuss about it, but you're taking advantage of it!"

Qin Gaofei walked out of the crowd and looked at him with dissatisfaction and contempt.

He was the eldest son of the Qin clan leader, twenty-six years old, a bit overweight, but he dressed quite elegantly in a dark gray cotton suit.

Fang Tong sneered.

"Why didn't I dig it up first and try it myself? How do I know it's edible? Speaking of which, my family deserves some credit for testing the poison for everyone else."

Qin Gaofei choked, his eyes rolled, and he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, now that we've tested it out, why don't you bring out the yams that Erwa and his friends dug earlier? After all, they're from the village, so let's share them among us!"

"I saw it, there seemed to be twenty baskets."

He deliberately inflated the amount.

Those in the village who didn't know the truth gasped and looked at Fang Laosan with some jealousy.

Even if one basket weighs thirty or forty kilograms, how much would twenty baskets weigh?

We can’t figure it out, but we know a lot.

"Did they dig so much?"

"This mountain belongs to the village, and what's dug up from it should be divided equally among the whole village."

A few greedy people whispered in agreement.

Seeing this, Qin Gaofei smiled proudly.

So what if they dug it up in advance? After all, they were just a few idiots. How could they beat him? He was going to make them work for nothing today!

Erwa's face flushed with anger: "Where did you get twenty baskets? We worked so hard and each of us got one basket. Stop your nonsense."

Qin Gaofei sneered, looking as if he had them in his grasp: "Even if I saw twenty baskets and you couldn't take them out, you've embezzled them. You've robbed the village and must be kicked out!"

No one responded to this.

Not to mention the current famine, even in normal times, people who are driven out of the village have little chance of survival.

This matter is not enough to make me a mortal enemy with Fang Lao San.

Goudan was the most impulsive. Seeing Qin Gaofei's smug look, he was enraged. He took two or three steps forward and grabbed him by the collar. "How shameless of you! We dug all that ourselves, and you expect to share it for free without even putting in any effort?!"

Qin Gaofei is the son of the Qin family's elder after all, and according to convention, he is the next patriarch.

Qin Gaofei, who felt he had considerable prestige in the village, lost his temper when he was dragged like that. He pushed him back and said, "Who are you yelling at? How dare you, an outsider, be so unworthy?"

Goudan and his grandfather settled in the village decades ago.

But he didn't back down.

"I'm just calling you, you bully, you really think you're a big shot?"

These words hit Qin Gaofei's heart.

He got angry and pushed him away.

Tiezhu also got angry and pushed him: "Stop pointing fingers at my brother..."

Just like that, you pushed him, he pushed him, and soon the two groups started pushing each other.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the village chief immediately shouted, "Stop it, are you guys rebelling?!"

"Whoever does that again will get out of the village!"

Fang Tong pulled the three of them back, his voice calm but tinged with anger, "I understand what you mean. Everything we dig out of the mountains has to be shared among us, right?"

"Uncle Qin's family happened to have planted a lot of bamboo on the mountain. I saw it a couple of days ago, and it's growing really well. So, the bamboo shoots below should be shared with all of us in the village, right?"

"The Qin family is still planting bamboo on the mountain?"

"Bamboo shoots, I haven't eaten them for a long time. Let's look for them secretly when the time comes."

Just hearing these two words, many people in the village swallowed their saliva.

"I think this idea of Fang Lao San is very good. We can divide the yams and bamboo shoots as well."

Listening to the dangerous remarks made by everyone, Chief Qin, who had been pretending not to exist, frowned.

He gritted his teeth, pulled Qin Gaofei back, and pretended to scold him, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

Then he laughed, "Old Three, what's the point of dividing or not? That's all Feizi's nonsense, he's not sensible and has no say in the matter."

The calmer he appears on the surface, the more hatred he harbors in his heart.

What a bad Fang Tong! He remembered it and ruined his plans every time!

Fang Tongke was not intimidated by the old man at all and glared back at him nonchalantly.

"Okay, Fang Tong has made a great contribution in this yam incident."

The old village chief glanced at the Qin father and son and sneered in his heart.

He seemed to be highly respected on weekdays, but in the end he was not even as good as Fang Tong, a street urchin.

He continued, "Later, Fang Tong, come with me home and I'll transfer the ownership of the pond to you."

You know, once all the yams are picked, they're gone. But what if someone finds something else edible next time? Without a reward, who would give up the good stuff?

The village chief understood this principle very well and encouraged them: "Everyone has seen it too. If you find something edible in the future, please tell the village and we will not let you work in vain. You will be rewarded!"

Everyone was silent.

Are you kidding? In those days when every household had no food, if someone found some edible food, they would not hide it for their own use and tell the whole village to share it?

No one is stupid. The small broken pond that Fang Tong wants is not worth much.

Thinking about it this way, they were actually a little grateful to Fang Tong. He didn't keep all the yams to himself, but instead shared some with them.

What you think in your heart is one thing, but you still have to give the village chief some face with your words.

"No problem, village chief. If you find anything, you must report it."

In my heart: No way.

"Yes, yes, Fang Tong is a role model for our entire village!"

It would be great if there were more selfless people like this in the village, but don’t have one like this in your own family.

Everyone began to express their gratitude to Fang Tong again, and this time they were sincere.

"Third brother, no matter what, my family is almost out of food, you are giving us a way to survive!"

"Yes, your discovery really saved a lot of people in our village..."

Fang Tong gained a lot of popularity. Carrying the five pounds of yam he was given, he followed the village chief to his home.

The pond is for public use by the village. As long as the reason is legitimate, the village chief has the right to deal with it, and he doesn't even have to go to the county government.

I wrote down the reason on the transfer deed, signed it neatly and stamped it with my fingerprints before giving it to him directly.

Fang Tong took the document and happily put it in his arms, "Thank you for your hard work."