Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Speaking of Lin, the village head's expression became serious.

"I plan to ask for an audience with the county magistrate tomorrow. I can't let Cheng Liang's family down. If the county magistrate doesn't give me a reward, I'll risk my reputation and ask every family in the village to give me a pound of grain."

The villagers had just exchanged chestnuts for grain, and every family had at least dozens of kilograms of grain in storage, so it was not difficult to donate one kilogram of grain.

"Plead with the county magistrate and get more things for Cheng Liang's wife." The headman's wife warned him worriedly, saying that men only pursue useless fame. She said that what is real is what can be held in one's hands.

What gold and silver.

"When you think of yourself as a county magistrate, you are like a stone in a temple..." A turtle?

Never mind, I can’t tell you that.

While I was kneading it halfway, I heard footsteps in the yard.

"Chengliang's wife is here." The headman's wife leaned out to look.

The door was not closed, and Lin stood outside without going in.

"Is the village head uncle home?"

"Yes, yes, come in and talk." The headman quickly put down his clothes, got off the kang and put on his shoes.

The village head welcomed Lin into the house, and his wife enthusiastically poured her some water.

"Yes, have you discovered anything new?" The village head couldn't help rubbing his hands.

Those eager eyes were like a child waiting for candy, sincere and earnest.

Lin smiled and was about to speak when the light in the room suddenly became extremely dim.

Feng's fat body blocked the door tightly.

"I knew it. Glad I came."

Feng twisted her body and sat on the chair.

The chair in the headman's house was different from the low stools used by ordinary farmers. It was a solid round chair, and Feng fit perfectly in it.

He picked up the water that the village head's wife had just poured and drank it all in one gulp.

"This one is so hot, please pour me another cup."

The headman's wife's face fell, and thinking of Silang and Wulang, she swallowed her anger and poured her a glass of water.

Feng smacked her lips. "It's sweet. Is this the water my sons, Silang and Wulang, draw?"

The village head gritted his teeth and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Feng gulped down the water and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

"Uncle Village Chief, I'm here to ask the village what benefits we should give to Silang and Wulang. You can't drink our water for free."

Sure enough, she couldn't hold back any good farts.

"We're still discussing this matter," the village head said with a dark face. "You won't get any benefits from this. That's not what you should be thinking about. If you have this time, you should make some clothes for your child."

Today, when Shilang washed his face, he found that the child was very pretty, with eyelashes covering the corners of his eyes, and his smile looked like two crescent moons.

He felt ashamed for the child even though he was wearing tattered clothes.

The back of the pants is sewn crookedly, with one leg pulled higher than the other. I really don't know how it was sewn.

"Why can't I think about my family's things?" Feng spread her hands and said, "Give me some money, and I'll make clothes for them."

The village chief pointed at her and was amused by her rogue look.

"The village pays for their clothes, but doesn't even give you any money. You might as well give up on that idea."

With such a mother, it is truly a miracle that Shilang and his children can walk the right path.

"Listen carefully, the water was discovered by Cheng Liang's wife. It has nothing to do with your family. Don't ask for benefits just by grinning." The head of the village was a little angry.

The Cui family's level of finding a daughter-in-law is so fluctuating, it's simply two extremes.

Feng's ears pricked up, as expected.

Fortunately, she came, otherwise all the benefits would have gone to the Lin family, and those two idiots, Silang and Wulang, would have been sold without getting a single penny.

"Uncle Village Head, you can't say that." Feng glanced at Lin. "Chengliang's wife has only been in the village for a short time. She doesn't even know the paths on the mountain."

"My sons Silang and Wulang were raised by the villagers. They have been digging vegetables in the mountains since they were young. They know everything there is in the mountains. How can someone who hasn't even walked all the way to the mountains find water?"

Lin listened to her nonsense leisurely.

"...How could she, an outsider, find water just by climbing the mountain? She just took advantage of Shilang and Golang because they were young and ignorant, and took all the credit for it."

"Nonsense," the village head's beard fluttered. "Why didn't they discover it earlier or later, but only when Cheng Liang's wife went up the mountain?"

"Why don't you say that you discovered it and told them?"

Feng murmured, "I'm not as cunning as she is. I didn't notice it, so I didn't notice it."

The head of the village was both angry and wanted to laugh.

After she finished speaking, Lin said calmly, "Since I started looking for water, I've never thought of any benefits. I am also considered a member of the village. In the face of famine, Xiahe Village accepted the four of us. We are already very grateful. No matter how much I do for the village, it can never repay everyone's kindness."

Tears glistened in the village head's cloudy eyes, look!

He had been a village head for half his life, but he could never say such a far-sighted thing. No wonder he could raise such an outstanding child like Jingwen.

Lin raised her eyebrows slightly. She could talk about this kind of nonsense for an hour without repeating a word, but this was just the beginning.

Feng opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

"I..."

Lin looked at the village head.

"Since Second Sister-in-law has objections, why not call Silang and Wulang over and explain everything to us all at once so that we can avoid any problems later."

"Row."

Just then Youqing came back from outside, and the village head sent him to Cui's house to call Silang and Wulang over.

People came quickly.

But the first person to enter was Old Lady Cui.

All the villagers went up the mountain to wash clothes. The poor children of the second wife didn't even have a change of clothes. Thinking of the good deeds done by Silang and Wulang, Old Lady Cui waved her hand and decided to make clothes for each of the five children.

I'm measuring the size, and if I'm happy, I'll call someone.

When she heard that Feng was also there, Old Mrs. Cui sneered.

She knew Feng too well. As soon as Feng opened her mouth, she knew what was going on in her throat.

If only she could get Feng to gain some benefit from the child.

She turned around and called Feng "mother"!

Old Mrs. Cui greeted the head of the village and his wife with a smile, then nodded to Mrs. Lin. Her eyes glanced at Mrs. Feng, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

In the room, the headman and his wife and Mrs. Lin were all standing, only Mrs. Feng was sitting steadily.

"What a shame! The second brother is not at home, so you are acting as a lover to the chair of the village head? Is your butt sticky so firmly?"

The headman's face flushed red. Is this what he should hear?

Mrs. Lin lowered her head. Old Mrs. Cui was really tough. She looked at Silang and Wulang who had just entered the room. Fortunately, the children didn't hear it.

"Uncle Lizheng, hello, grandma."

With just one word from Old Lady Cui, the anger that had been pent up in the heart of the village head's wife was completely relieved, and she smiled and invited Silang and Wulang into the house.

"Come in, kid."

Feng was so embarrassed by Old Lady Cui that she stood up reluctantly, muttering to herself.

"I have a baby in my belly."

Silang and Wulang twirled their clothes anxiously, wondering why their mother was here.

Their intuition told them that their mother's appearance here might not be a good thing.