Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

Zhang Qiang said shamelessly: "You, a bunch of newly arrived refugees, are trying to sneak into the patrol team. What kind of place is that? Can you just enter if you want? We are guarding against you, and you still want to join us? What a joke..."

Because of the uproar over Aunt Fugui's affair some time ago, he was too embarrassed to show up in public, so he hardly went out. He only came to join in the fun at today's rally.

As soon as he came out, he saw this person receiving money, that person receiving rewards, and even those bitches could get money, but he didn't get a penny. He was getting angry, and then he saw the refugees next to him excitedly raising their hands, and he immediately choked out.

Hearing this, the men who had been active just now silently put down their hands and huddled aside with dejected expressions.

That's right, it's already good enough that Qinjia Village is willing to take them in without any revenge later. How can they still have such a beautiful dream...

"Zhang Qiang, it seems you've been away for a while, and you're looking forward to going home again." The village chief glared at him with wide eyes. "Didn't I just warn Aunt Yang? I forgot to warn you, didn't I? I'm telling you one last time. There are no refugees in our village now, only newcomers from Qinjia Village. Furthermore, the patrol team is expanding this time, so everyone can sign up, including newcomers from Qinjia Village."

Hearing this, the newcomer looked towards the stage in disbelief.

Since the village chief has spoken, then what he said cannot be false, which means that they can also become part of the patrol team.

All of a sudden, most of the young and middle-aged newcomers raised their hands, and other people in the original village also raised their hands to compete.

When they are lifted up, they look like small tree branches, constantly rising upwards, full of vitality...

Qin Zheng walked down and took all the men who were ready to register to another place for registration. Later, a unified assessment would be conducted to determine the final candidates.

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The village chief continued, "Now, let's get started. The last thing we need to do today is settle the wages for the people in our village."

They have been busy building the highway recently. They have been working on this work for many days but have not yet received any wages. It is a good opportunity for them to get some money today to buy New Year's goods so that they can have a more comfortable New Year.

The village chief has an account book in his hand, which records the names of people who participated in the road construction during this period. Regardless of whether they are new or old villagers, generally many people participated.

At that time, the refugees had not yet joined Qinjia Village, and their daily wages were only five cents, but after more than ten days, they could save a lot of money and use it to buy many daily necessities.

Each person in the village was paid twenty cents a day, so the total wages were about ten taels of silver, which was converted into copper coins and distributed to each person.

Just now, they were neither part of the patrol team nor had anyone to help make medicine, but now they can get their wages and they are all very happy.

With this money, I can buy some meat for the children to enjoy during the Chinese New Year this year.

Even the newcomers who worked the hardest could earn dozens of coins. It might not sound like much, but before they started fleeing the famine, they had never received so much money at one time.

They really came to the right village.

"Liu Changjiang, you've been involved in the construction of the avenue for thirteen days this month, and you're paid sixty-five coins in total. Liu Changjiang, don't just stand there like an idiot. Come up and get your money."

The man named Liu Changjiang's face was suddenly filled with surprise.

After he came here, he could have two meals a day, which was much happier than when he escaped. He didn't expect that he could get so much salary.

Sixty-five cents, that's not a small amount.

Liu Changjiang stumbled onto the stage and looked at the long string of copper coins in front of him. He felt a little dizzy and like he was dreaming.

When he was stepping down from the stage, he didn't hold the rope tightly, and all the copper coins in his hand fell to the ground. At that moment, he immediately came to his senses.

His money!!!

He earned this through hard work!

He saw the people around him immediately squatting down and picking up money frantically. At that moment, he felt as if a knife was cutting his flesh.

He wanted to speak up and ask these people not to pick up his money, but at this critical moment, he suddenly lost his voice...

At this moment, a small hand climbed up his arm and said, "Uncle, these are two copper coins I found. I'm giving them back to you. Keep them well and don't drop them again."

"You should keep your things safe." Aunt Zhao picked up the three copper coins closest to her and handed them to him. "You should keep money in your pocket and don't drop it on the ground. There are so many people here, and if you can't find it, it will be troublesome."

"Uncle, I picked up two too, here you go!"

"Young man, why are you so careless? Copper coins can bounce far away if dropped on the ground. If they are hidden in corners, they will be hard to find. Hurry and put them away..."

Many villagers around hurriedly lifted their feet, fearing that they would step on other people's copper coins. If they saw any left behind, they would quickly pick them up and put them in Liu Changjiang's hands, without any intention of taking them for themselves.

His nose felt sore and stars appeared in the corners of his eyes.

During the period of fleeing famine, he had to worry about having any food stolen. He had never seen a copper coin dropped on the ground returned to his hand after being picked up by someone... He looked at the copper coins in his hand, and not a single one was missing.

"Thank...thank you everyone!"

Liu Changjiang could only say thank you frantically. The man in his thirties was speechless and could only bow to everyone again and again.

He was worried that others would see the tears in his eyes, so he lowered his head and hurried back to his family.

The village chief didn't pay much attention to him and continued to read out other people's names. One after another, people from Xinqinjia Village were called to the stage to receive gifts from Jinjia Village.

Some aunts couldn't help crying when they saw their husbands bringing back dozens of copper coins.

One person couldn't hold back and dragged the surrounding group of people along, and a small area was filled with low sobbing.

They thought they would die on the road after leaving their hometown. During the months they were on the road, they didn't know where the road ahead was, nor did they know whether they would still be alive. When they thought their life was over, they suddenly saw the light.

They had a new home again, were allocated their own land, and not only did they receive free food, but they also had wages to support their families. It turned out that they would finally have such a good life.

This was something they had never thought of before.

"Okay, everyone, stop being sad!" The village chief said angrily, "We're all going to have a good life soon, and we're all going to be happy from now on. Why are you crying? Seriously, you're already grown up, and there are so many children around. Don't let them laugh at you."

Some people subconsciously looked around and suddenly met the eyes of a child. Seeing the curious gaze, the whimpering in their mouths suddenly stopped.

She wiped her tears awkwardly and turned her head to the other side.