"Okay." Huang Dahu's face, full of meat, flashed with excitement, and he took open the carved box in his hand and took out a piece of brocade silk from it. Then, Huang Dahu leaned over and sent the brocade land deed and a bag of silver to the old village chief Yang.

The old village chief Yang raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, and then, he trembled and opened the red lacquered wooden box in his arms, and took out a piece of brocade land deed from it.

Looking at the old village chief Yang who was close at hand, staring at his painful eyes, Huang Dahu leaned over and stuffed the barren mountain and land deed in his hand into the hands of the old village chief Yang. Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled the brocade silk title deed of Yangjiatun in the hands of the old village chief Yang, and said loudly, "Since, old man Yang, you agree to exchange, then take it!" ”

With a sudden force, Huang Dahu put Yangjiatun's brocade silk title deed into his hand, and laughed and walked away.

Huang Dahu walked away with his thugs, and the old village chief Yang was stunned with a piece of brocade land deed and a small bag of silver, as if carved in wood and stone, without moving a bit, not even rolling his eyes, but tears slid down his ravine-ravine face.

At this time, Master Li, who had been watching coldly, stomped over with square steps, he shook his hand at the old village chief Yang who was crying silently, and said loudly, "Old village chief Yang, since you have raised the tax money, pay all the poll tax last year." ”

"It's okay" Old Village Chief Yang raised his sleeves and wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, and sent the small bag with silver in his hand forward in a daze, and said resolutely: "Please count Lord Li, last year, the head tax silver of the three hundred and ninety-six people in Yangjiatun was here!" ”

Master Li was not polite, he put his hand into the money bag, took out two shining silver buns, one large and one small, from it, and held it in the palm of his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, "Yangjiatun taxes have been cleared, and the official can rest assured that he will go back to pay the errand, Village Chief Yang, you are so self-conscious, we will have a period later!" Although Master Li was talking to Old Village Chief Yang, his eyes looked at Yao Runzhi on the side.

Feeling Master Li's attention, Yao Runzhi calmly looked back, a modest smile appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly, which was regarded as responding to Master Li's attention.

Master Li didn't care, he also responded with a slight bow, and then put a large and a small silver bun into his sleeve, waved his hand, and led a large number of officials straight out of the village school courtyard in Yangjiatun.

Huang Buren left satisfied, Master Li also left satisfied, and only the people of Yangjiatun who had just woken up from a dream were left in the small courtyard. Without the coercion of the man with the gun and the stick, everyone gathered around.

However, before everyone could get closer, Old Village Chief Yang's body shook a few times and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with the old village chief? ”

"The third uncle just fainted, and the old village chief can't fall."

"Old village chief, our ration land is gone, how can everyone live in the future, old village chief, you have to say something."

"Yes, yes, my family doesn't have a grain of food."

Everyone was gossiping, hula la, and surrounded the old village chief in the middle. When he saw Yao Runzhi, who was struggling to squeeze towards him outside the crowd, the look in the eyes of the old village chief Yang flashed, and he raised his arm with difficulty and beckoned to Yao Runzhi.

After watching the old village chief's actions, everyone squeezed out slightly, making room for Yao Runzhi. Yao Runzhi looked at the anxious appearance of the old village chief, and he didn't give in, and squeezed in directly.

The old village chief grabbed Yao Runzhi's hand and stuffed the title deed of the barren mountain he was holding in his arms, along with the few taels of silver left over from the sale of the land, into Yao Runzhi's hand. Then, hoarse and solemn, he said, "Mr. Yao, everything is up to you." ”

Hearing this, Yao Runzhi was stunned for a moment, he felt that the thin brocade silk in his hand suddenly became heavy, he moved his lips a few times, and pushed back, "Old village chief, this, this, I'm afraid it's not suitable, I'm ......"

Before Yao Runzhi's words were finished, the surrounding people exploded all at once, and everyone understood that the old village chief Yang was going to hand over power, and he was going to hand over the future of Yangjiatun to Mr. Yao.

Although the old village chief Yang relies on Mr. Yao very much on weekdays, but Mr. Yao is not surnamed Yang after all, no matter how respected he is in Yangjiatun, he is also a guest.

Yao Runzhi taught many children of Yangjiatun and was deeply loved by everyone, and even everyone was willing to regard him as a member of Yangjiatun. However, it would be another matter to say that he took over the position of Yang Lao Village Chief and led the people of Yangjiatun.

Yang Haifu, who was pretending to be wearing an old gown, jumped out first, he didn't care about the folds on his gown, stalked his neck, and shouted loudly, "Old patriarch, what do you mean by this?" All the villagers in Yangjiatun are handed down from an old ancestor, and they have always been respected people as patriarchs, leading the big guys to run forward, but they have never asked a person with a foreign surname to manage the affairs of Tunzhong! Besides, although this Yao Runzhi can read a few words, he is a poor sour person of unknown origin, how can he take on the heavy responsibility of the patriarch? People say, isn't it? ”

After Yang Haifu finished speaking, he didn't get the strong follow-up he expected, as long as he quietly pushed Yang Lai's head next to him, rolled his eyelids, and glanced at him deeply.

Yang Laitou is a famous lazy man, almost forty years old or a single, a person who eats enough for the whole family is not hungry, he is lazy to do on weekdays, there is basically no surplus food at home, and caught up with last year's drought, Yang Laitou's family has long been broken, as long as he begs for his cousin Yang Haifu's house with a white face, he can barely have a little vegetable dumpling to make ends meet.

There is a way to take people's hands short, eat people the shortest, Yang Laitou in order to be able to rub a wild vegetable nest and a bowl of gruel at night, quickly exposed his big yellow teeth, and said loudly, "Yes, yes, Brother Haifu is right, our Yangjiatun has never had such a thing since we established ourselves here." ”

After completing the task, Yang Lai smiled at Yang Haifu flatteringly, but saw the uncertain look on Yang Haifu's face, pursed his lips and snuggled in the direction where Yang Eraunt was not far away.

"What, what?" Yang Laitou didn't understand the meaning of his cousin for a while, although Yang Haifu was often around the shrewd and neat Yang Qiu's busy daughter-in-law on weekdays, but now almost all the people in Tunzi are here, and it is a big thing for the new patriarch, and his cousin boasts of having great ambitions, can he be confused at this time?

The second monk Yang Lai couldn't figure it out, but the second aunt Yang on the side understood what Yang Haifu meant in the eyes of their brothers. Although the shrewd Second Aunt Yang didn't look down on the pretending Yang Haifu, she could take advantage of the words he provoked at this time.

Thinking about it clearly, Aunt Yang coughed lightly, first attracted everyone's attention, and then said slowly, "Although Brother Haifu's words are a little rougher, it is not unreasonable. Mr. Yao taught the children in Tunzi to read and write, and he should be respected by everyone, but after all, his surname is Yao and not Yang, and the patriarch of our Yangjiatun still needs a surname Yang to be the leader. ”

After listening to Aunt Yang's words, Yang Laitou understood what his cousin meant, and he woke up like a dream and applauded, "Yes, yes, yes, what Haifu and Qiu Busy are right, since the old patriarch doesn't plan to do it, then I am the first to recommend my own brother......"

Yang Laitou didn't finish his words, and suddenly screamed 'oops', he exaggeratedly lifted his feet, and jumped and spun in circles with one foot baring his teeth.

kicked down hard, interrupting his cousin Yang Laitou's reckless words, but Yang Haifu pretended to be nothing, and didn't look at Yang Laitou, who was like a clown, but said to the whispering Yang Jiatun people, "Since the old patriarch wants to abdicate and make way for Xian, I propose that everyone elect the patriarch fairly, as long as it is surnamed Yang and can benefit our Yang family, I, Yang Haifu, will fully support him!" ”

After speaking, Yang Haifu lifted his toes, looked down at the people in Yangjiatun, who were silent for a while, and continued to add, "We, what do we old and young masters think?" While the big guys are here, everyone is talking about it? ”

In the face of Yang Haifu's questioning, everyone in Yangjiatun was even more silent, and those who whispered also closed their mouths, the big guy doesn't look at me, I look at you, no one knows who to listen to.

Yao Runzhi looked at Yang Haifu, who seemed to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and Yang Eraunt, who pretended to be selfless and generous, and then looked at the silent villagers, he bowed down one by one, "Runzhi is a wandering person, thanks to the old patriarch and the villagers who do not dislike it, he settled down in our Yangjiatun, and now he has added a little niece, and he is counting on the big guy to continue to help, and Runzhi'an is enough to teach and live steadily." The patriarch of Yangjiatun shoulders a heavy responsibility, and he is an idle person......"

Yao Runzhi had a modest smile on his face, and he did not hurry to express his position. However, before he could finish his words, he felt that his sleeve was being pulled, and the old village chief Yang raised his tear-stained face, and said solemnly, "Mr. Yao, I am a sinner in Yangjiatun, and I am not qualified to be this patriarch anymore if I have lost the rations left by my ancestors." However, the person who wears the sin still has a wish that has not been fulfilled, please Mr. can fulfill it. I want to see that our folks in Yangjiatun can live a good life, Mr. Yao, the old man is difficult for you! ”