Chapter Eighty-Five: Finding Life

Regarding Xianghan's matter, from the last time the Yang family came to make trouble, they thought about it and transferred Xianghan's household registration to the Jin family.

Although Xianghan has now sold the death deed of the rich family, he will still be released from the mansion when he is older.

At that time, Xianghan was still a member of the Yang family, how could she treat her well with the Yang family's temperament.

The old couple just wanted to take advantage of the fact that the old village chief was still alive to transfer Xianghan's household registration to the Jin family, and in the future, the descendants of the Jin family would treat her well and send her to the end of their lives.

On the night when the Yang family came to the door, the old couple went to the old village chief's house in the dark, and talked for a long time at night.

After that, the trivial matters at home were cumbersome, and if it wasn't for the mayor's proposal, Mr. Jin would have thought that this matter had been done.

But he forgot that even if the old village chief agreed with the transfer of household registration, it must be the head of the right to do it.

"Wang Ping, how can you be like this." The old village chief's body trembled, he just wanted the Jin family to speak, but he couldn't threaten with dirty means.

"Old village chief, you don't know the situation in our village." Li Chang said bitterly: "There is no rich water source in Xiagou Village, and there is no innate environment in Taoyuan Village. Where did the villagers get their other income except for relying on the land. As long as the year is a little bad, are there still fewer hungry people? ”

The old village chief was dumbfounded, he had nothing to say, he had lived to this age, and he had never seen anything.

In the worst year, there was no harvest in the fields, and a few people starved to death in their village alone, not to mention those who sold their sons and daughters.

If there were other income work, how could he pull down his face and come to the Jin family.

The old village chief opened his mouth slightly, closed it but did not speak.

As long as you open this mouth, doesn't it mean that like Wang Ping, you are pinching Yang Xianghan's matter to persecute the Jin family.

"Old village chief, don't say anything, let me add it up again." Old Man Jin is also in a dilemma now.

There is also a source for the governor to say this.

There is a village in the west of Yuanli Town, which is also poor, but ten years ago there was a capable person, who mixed in the border city and climbed to a family, and in just ten years, the whole village benefited and made earth-shaking changes.

Entering their village is even more magnificent than some small towns.

The lieutenant chief doesn't have that much ambition, as long as he stretches out his hand a little, Sanhe Village will be much better.

He inquired clearly, there are many pawnshops under the Bai family, and workshops have been set up in many places, as long as the Bai family can establish a workshop in Sanhe Village and hire the villagers as workers, it will be a great thing.

The chief thought hotly, and the old village chief also had expectations, but they didn't think about how the Jin family could have such a big face.

Old Man Jin is just suppressing this matter now, to put it nicely, they are cooperating with the Bai family, but in fact, it is the favor given to them by the Bai family.

If it weren't for the sudden intervention of the Bai family, they didn't know what to do now, so how could Old Man Jin be disappointed.

The lieutenant chief wanted to say more, but he was preempted by Old Man Jin, and he said: "It's not early, please go back first, I'll think about it again." ”

To put it so politely, the old village chief was a little ashamed, he lowered his head, sighed lightly, and walked out on crutches.

The old village chief is dedicated to the village, and he is still running around so old.

Old Man Jin didn't feel ashamed, but he was helpless.

"Old village chief, are you leaving?" Jin Qiwu lifted his legs, jumped on one foot, and still held a bowl of water in his hand, as if he had come out to drink water.

The old village chief stopped, looked at him with a gloomy face, and nodded slightly.

Jin Qiwu didn't seem to notice his gaze, and there was no tea in the bowl in his hand at all, so he naturally pretended to take a sip and praised it.

Old Man Jin was the first to go out of the hall, and the chief followed, and when he saw the people outside, he said, "Jin Er, when will you retire, let's go and have a drink." ”

If it was Jin Qiwu in the past, maybe he would be overjoyed.

In the village, although the chief is not the most senior, he has the greatest power.

can be good friends with such a person, and he has a face when he says it.

I thought that Jin Erlang would be overjoyed, but unexpectedly, he hesitated and regretted and said: "Where else do I have time to drink, and when my legs can walk, I have to rush to the town to work." ”

"Oh? It seems that you have done a good job in the town, do you have any work to introduce to the people in the village? The lieutenant asked.

Old Man Jin was worried that Erlang would boast about Haikou, and said, "I'm lame and restless, go back to the house and lie down." ”

"Alas, Dad, the chief is looking for my help with something, how can I not care." After speaking, he said to the lieutenant, "Yes, Lieutenant." ”

Jin Qiwu raised his head, the top of his head was up, and his nostrils were facing him, the chief had been angry, but he had to endure it, and secretly gritted his teeth and sneered: "But isn't it, look at your appearance, are you really alive?" ”

"Yes, of course." Jin Qiwu held his hand against the wall and opened his mouth to say, "I have a brother who is responsible for the entry and exit of goods at the dock. What he lacks is a guy who carries the goods, and he wants as many people as he wants. I'm tired, but there are still some days before the autumn harvest, and I can earn some money back by doing short-term work. Lieutenant Chief, if you don't arrange the arrangement, I will take the villagers to the dock tomorrow to try it. ”

"Really?" The old village chief was a little excited.

There are many workers working at the wharf, but there are many people in the villages around Yuanli Town, there are many monks, and there is no relationship between one or two, even if you want to do short-term work, you can't do it.

The old village chief was excited, but the chief seemed to be deflated, he didn't plan so much.

With the relationship of the Jin family, all the strong men in the village went out to work in the town, so where did he get the excuse for them to use the relationship of the Bai family to open a workshop in the village?

Although they are both making money, the two are different.

In the village, he is the chief, and he can be in charge of the workshop, including the accounts, as long as he drops a little bit in private, I am afraid it will be enough for him to eat and drink for the rest of his life.

But out of the village, where did he get the right.

"Really, old village chief, you watched me grow up, and I can't fool you. The steward is a kind-hearted person again, and the salary is definitely not short, so that everyone can rest assured. Jin Qiwu patted his chest and promised, he said: "My leg is not good, so please ask you, if anyone is willing to go, give me a message, and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"Good, good." The old village chief smiled when he heard this, and his hand on crutches trembled and couldn't stop, he said: "Okay, I'll ask, it's difficult for Ming'er to drag your injured leg all the way for you, and when the salary is paid, they will invite you to drink together." ”

Jin Qiwu hurriedly agreed, hugged his father's shoulders and sent the two who were happy and disappointed out of the courtyard.

It wasn't until the two of them walked into the shadows that Old Man Jin snorted angrily, and the second son, who was still lame, turned around and went back to the house. (To be continued.) )