Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 135

As soon as Wang Lizheng reported the number, Father Yu immediately regretted it.

"No, thirty-one taels is too little. Both Changhe's mother and I are in poor health. Thirty-one taels is not enough just for medical treatment. At least one hundred taels is enough."

Donate fifty taels to the village, presumably one hundred taels can also be used, so Father Yu increased the amount on the spot.

Sun sneered, "If you think it's too little, you don't have a penny. Anyway, I don't care about the broken letter. I won't give you a penny. You can sue wherever you want!"

Mrs. Yu stepped forward and pulled Father Yu, and said in a low voice, "Just now I heard that Sun Fengshou sold all the land, and they are going to move out. If we don't ask for the money this time, we will not even get their money out in the future." I can't even catch the shadow."

Father Yu shrugged at Old Madam Yu, "Don't worry about it, I know it well!"

Father Yu said calmly, "Wang Lizheng, your nine coins are calculated according to the price of brown rice, and white rice is already fifteen cents a catty now, please calculate again according to the price of white rice. "

"This..." Wang Li was looking at Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun shook her head lightly, "Don't worry about it."

Even if Wang Lizheng calculated the price, Father Yu would not be satisfied. Sun knew that he was testing her bottom line.

Calculated at fifteen renminbi per catty, it would be more than fifty taels. If Mrs. Sun nodded her head in agreement and responded happily, it meant that there was still room for improvement.

But, Mrs. Sun doesn't follow the routine!

Father Yu frowned.

This Mrs. Sun is much sharper than his stupid son.

Seeing that Mrs. Sun turned to go back to the house, Yu Changyu quickly said, "Thirty one and a half is thirty one and a half, take the money first, and then write the letter of divorce."

Seeing that his third son was so restless, Father Yu got angry and drew out the bong on his waist to hit Yu Changyu, but was stopped by Mrs. Yu.

"Why are you beating San'er? When the list is released in two days, maybe our San'er will be a scholar."

If he can become a scholar, I can become an emperor.

Father Yu almost blurted out, but he didn't dare to say anything that was disrespectful.

When he said this, people thought he had the intention of rebellion, and rebellion would result in beheading.

"The money is ready-made, you just need to write the divorce papers."

Sun turned her head to Yu Xiaolian and said, "Go get the pen and paper."

Yu Xiaolian went back to the room, took out a piece of white paper and a new writing brush from the space, poured some ink into Sun's wooden cup, took the ink pad, and took them out together.

The letter of divorce was written by Wang Lizheng on his behalf, in duplicate.

After Wang Lizheng finished writing, Father Yu and Mrs. Yu stepped forward to press his fingerprints, and Mrs. Sun called Yu Changhe out to press his fingerprints.

According to the customs of Great Liang, both parties to divorce must clap their hands three times in front of the hall.

Father Yu and Yu Changhe clapped hands.

"One high-five, and I'm no longer from the Yu family."

"Two high fives, the love between father and son is broken today."

"Three claps, life and death are irrelevant!"

After clapping hands, Mrs. Sun took out the thirty-one taels of silver that she had just prepared.

Wang Lizheng took it, took out twenty taels from it, and handed eleven taels to Father Yu, "These twenty taels are Yu Changhe's land money, and I deducted it. The plowing land was given to him by the court. You didn't The right to sell someone else's land."

No one expected that Wang Lizheng would have such an operation, not even Mrs. Sun.

Wang Li was returning the twenty taels of silver to Mrs. Sun, "Since the relationship has been severed, we will no longer be relatives, and life, old age, illness and death will have nothing to do with each other."

Father Yu took eleven taels of silver with trembling hands. If the other party wasn't Li Zheng, whom he couldn't offend, he really wanted to beat him up.

Now that the letter of divorce has been written, the handprints have been pressed, and the palms have been clapped, he can only knock out teeth and swallow blood.

Father Yu thought a lot and was afraid of offending Wang Lizheng, but Mrs. Yu was not afraid.

Old Madam Yu jumped up and scolded Wang Lizheng from head to toe.

Wang Li was letting her scold, and when the old lady Yu got tired of scolding, he said leisurely, "Yu's family in Hewan Village? I remembered, two grandsons of your family came to me for household registration a few days ago. You also said that their household registration and arable land were suppressed by you. I will ask Ma Dashan if this is true. If it is true, I have to take back the four acres of land owned by your two grandchildren according to regulations. "

"What?" Mrs. Yu was dumbfounded.

Taking away twenty taels is not enough, but also taking away four acres of land from her family?
Then her family will only have six acres of land left, which is impossible.

Mrs. Yu asked loudly, "My grandson's land is my family's land, and we have not separated. Why do you take it back?"

Wang Lizheng said unhurriedly, "Yu Zishu issued a certificate with me, and then went to the county government to stamp it. Now it is a separate account, and a separate account means separation. After the population is lost according to the regulations, the cultivated land needs to Take it back in accordance with the law."

Hmph, wouldn't it be disrespectful to scold this old woman, not to mention what can be done if she scolds, she doesn't lack arms and legs.

To deal with her, you have to put a knife in her heart.

If you want to say what farmers value most, it is of course the cultivated land.

When he went back to check how much wasteland the Yu family had, he would record it in the book and let them pay taxes according to the good land.

Mrs. Yu was puzzled, "What is population loss? Is my grandson alive and well? He didn't die, what is lost?"

Wang Lizheng waved his hand, "I tell you that you don't understand, don't plant your grandson's four acres of land, it's not yours if you plant it."

Father Yu was also in a hurry, begging, "Lizheng, I've finished digging that land, and Long has done it, so why don't you let me plant it?

If it's because of my tiger mother-in-law who made you angry, I will apologize to you on her behalf.

I'm sorry, Rizheng, I'm sorry..."

Wang Lizheng threw his hands behind his back, ignored Father Yu, bid farewell to Mrs. Sun, and left without looking back.

Walking to the door, I saw a familiar figure, "Are you Xu Laolan? Are you here to pay back the Sun family's money?"

Xu Laolan had just seen how powerful Wang Lizheng was, and was afraid that Wang Lizheng would confiscate his family's land, so he quickly took out fifteen taels of silver from his pocket, and smiled apologetically, "I've been here for a while, but I saw that Lizheng was busy, so I didn't dare to disturb you. "

Wang Lizheng nodded, beckoned Sun Fengshou, and took over fifteen taels of silver.

Xu Laolan handed the money to Sun Fengshou with a smile on his face, and then flattered Wang Lizheng, "Lizheng has worked hard."

Wang Lizheng ignored Xu Laolan, the girls he taught were not filial, and this person couldn't be any better.

"Your eldest son's crime of stealing, the Sun family will not pursue it. Today you pay back the money from the Sun family. In the future, you and the Sun family will be settled. You are not allowed to make trouble and bring your son here to make trouble."

"Don't dare, dare not!" Old Xu smiled apologetically, "I took my daughter's two camphorwood boxes away, and I won't come here again."

Wang Lizheng looked at the people around him, and found a familiar face inside, "Go to Hewanzi in a while, and ask Ma Dashan to come to me with Hewanzi's fish scale album."

Father Yu saw that Wang Lizheng was trying to get serious, so he immediately stopped Wang Lizheng, and begged, "Lord Lizheng, you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, my son donated money to the village to run a school, can my land... "

　Xiaopiaopiao, come to the bowl () elegant
　　
　
(End of this chapter)