Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 417 An Unexpected Gift

Ding Xuewei has the heart to thank her, but if her heart becomes a burden in the eyes of others, it will lose the meaning of her heart.

Responding, he asked about Wu Xuexue mentioned by Mrs. Xu earlier.

Not long after arriving in Kai County, the Xu family lived in a slum due to a series of accidents. In the following years, Mrs. Xu made a living by washing clothes for busy middle-class families in the city.

After spring and early winter, she would go out of the city to collect wild vegetables and mushrooms at noon every day, and the life of grandma and grandson was tight.

To put it bluntly, they simply don't have the extra time to get in touch with the upper classes.

Scholars, the level of social status will not be too low!

"This pedantic Wu is also a hardy..."

At the age of three, he was able to write and write. At the age of seven, he started to write poetry. At the age of eight, he encountered bandits on the way to enter the government. In less than twenty years, the last member of the Yue family also died suddenly.

Thirty-five out of [-] married the second wife, and in less than forty, the second daughter-in-law's family died, leaving rumors of orphans and widows, and then living on the rent of the house left by the second wife's natal family.

When he lived to be sixty, he opened a school on a whim, and because of the low fees, he attracted four children from decent families in the slums to attend the school.

"That is to say, he has nothing to worry about?" Ding Xue became slightly interested.

It was the first time she had heard of a person with such a tortuous fate. With this experience, it was hard for her not to wonder if she was rejected by Fang Tiandao!

Ding Xuewei's performance was too obvious, and the eyes that wished to visit now made people palpitate.

Mrs. Xu hastily interrupted her thoughts.

"Although I don't believe in fate, Wu Xuexue is not to be messed with. His cousin, don't let him be nice!"

"Huh?" What do you mean?
"I heard that his cousin was jealous of his talent and didn't want him to stand out. He suppressed him all the time. That's because there was such a family member who didn't want him well. He never went out of the city gate again." Mrs. Xu is not a gossip person. But powerful people can't afford to mess with this, but they understand better than anyone else!

"His uncle, after occupying all the property of the Wu family, managed it well. After the Wu family was handed over to his son, the development trend was even more astonishing. Now he is already a well-known wealthy household in the city."

Afraid that the walls have ears, she suddenly approached Ding Xuewei mysteriously.

"I heard that he has a good relationship with the officials in the government office. The family affairs of Wu Xuexue's two wives and mothers are all related to him."

Money can make ghosts grind the millstones, and a high-ranking official can crush people to death.

After losing financial support, he was deliberately suppressed, not to mention any connection with city officials, even if he didn't, the Wu family could still bully this Wu scholar to death!

The so-called widowhood, it seems, is just a deliberate effort by someone with a heart!

"How does grandma think our family is related?" Ding Xuewei had a strange expression on her face.

"Uh!"

Mrs. Xu was stunned.

The Wu family may have a good relationship, but compared with the Ding family, they are nothing compared to the Ding family.

The Ding family, that is a family that even the princes of the dynasty are very courteous!
"You are exhausted these days. Let someone deliver the letter first. We will rest here for two more days. I will look for Xuexue Wu the day after tomorrow. If he is willing to join us, I will invite him over."

"Will it make people bear grudges?" Mrs. Xu was very confused.

Ding Xuewei refrained from showing any complacency and sarcasm.

"I have made all the gentry and wealthy households in Fengcheng Mansion bear a grudge, and I really don't care about it. Grandma, scholars are rare, and it's even more rare to be able to be talked about." His expression changed, and his eyes revealed a bit Jiao Jie: "Maybe the Wu family will feel lucky to climb up to me."

At least, in the past two years, sweet potatoes have been a rarity, and it is hard for those who know how to study them not to seize the opportunity.

Mrs. Xu is a sensible person. Ding Xuewei immediately turned the corner.

In order to reassure her completely, Ding Xuewei continued: "Tomorrow, my fifth uncle and I will go into the Yamen to inquire and see where the Wu family is. Your Excellency, at the end of every month, I have to go to the government office to report."

How did King Yi treat her being kidnapped? Anyone with eyes could see it. Ding Lao Wu went to say hello. They are more afraid of power than the poor and the bottom.

Although the Ding family is not a powerful force, it has a relationship that affects power!
Ding Xuewei knew very well that things would not be hindered, so saying this would only reassure Mrs. Xu.

"Then it will be your fifth uncle's fault."

Mrs. Xu couldn't fall asleep, so it was impossible to keep Ding Xuewei talking, chatting a few more words and making people leave.

After leaving the courtyard of Xu's grandmother and grandson, Ding Xuewei went directly back to Mr. Yang's side.

Ding's father and son went to bed early after dinner, so she just disturbed her in the past.

When Ding Xuewei returned to the courtyard, Mr. Yang wasn't there, so he washed up and went to sleep after waiting for no one to be seen.

Early the next morning, the door opened, and Mr. Yang was in a better mood in the courtyard.

His eyes turned from his face to his hands, and then to the side table.

The knife was the pocket knife she took out at that time, and the scissors were also taken out at that time.

This old man really became a thief yesterday!
"Uncle~" Ding Xuewei rolled her eyes and approached Diandianer.

The old man didn't know what to think, and suddenly put away the scissors on the table.

The deliberate Ding Xuewei suddenly had black lines all over his head, and his rebellious heart was eager to try.

"You always bring back these two things?"

"You can also chase back those who were sent to the same county." The old man had bad intentions.

Ding Xuewei was quite surprised: "You always ask people to send the extra things to the same county?!"

Wouldn't this be too fast!

Yesterday, I told Mrs. Xu that I should rest here for a few more days. The real meaning is to give him and Chen Yu some time, and the best way to get rid of her hat is to sell or live with a big fanfare.

She just met the old lady's people on the front foot, and was kidnapped on the back foot. She just wanted to say no and didn't have time to say no.

It's normal to be scared and forget things, if Ding Laowu hadn't been hanging out with the officials in the yamen during this time, she wouldn't have to go all the way today to waste her words!

Judging by the face of the old man, this speed is not fast.

For a while, Ding Xue became slightly curious: "Can the yamen here still clear things up?"

"If that person only put things in Liutou Alley, it shouldn't be possible." The old man was in a good mood, and his manner of speaking seemed kind.

Ding Xuewei mourned for those people for three seconds.

He frowned, and looked like he was thinking: "I didn't ask how many people he gave to."

"It should be quite a lot. The people who went to the Yamen to hand it in before are quite far away from Liutou Lane." The old man paused the movement of wiping his hands, and stared at Ding Xuewei with malicious intent.

"You will be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of your life. Don't ever try to get rid of me." She saw the old man's thoughts in a second: "I am such a smart and lovely apprentice, why not use some scrap metal?"

"...Your face is better than the back of this knife." Old Yang withdrew his gaze, and looked at the knife again fondly.

To be honest, most people would feel ashamed of the intelligence of the little girl in front of her.

Of course, the thickness of her skin is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"where."

He didn't know that Ding Xuewei's words made him feel happy, and he took out his hand, and smacked Ding Xuewei with a bright red face.

Ding Xue gave way subconsciously.

The old man clicked his tongue in disgust.

Ding Xuewei hurriedly caught the silk scarf, unfolded it and looked at the red flowers and green leaves, her face turned green.

She took out so many silk scarves, which looked much better, but this old man brought her such a dirty one.

"Master, do you always think that you are omnipotent and number one in the world?" Shaking the peony on the silk scarf, Ding Xuewei really wanted to perform surgery on this old man, to see how much arrogance he has in his mind!
"This is a peony, a red peony, only suitable for the queen in the palace!"

The author has quite a lot of descriptions on the ranks, what is red can only be worn by the wife of the head, peony is only worthy of the official wife, red peony is only eligible for the mother of the country in the palace, etc. She is so impressed!
"You always take it back." She kneaded it and threw it back to Old Yang.

The old man's face was ugly.

Staring at Ding Xuewei's eyes revealed blatant cruelty.

Ding Xue slightly choked her neck.

"If you don't like it, just give it to me. How can you blame my family for not being able to use a silk scarf?"

You are angry, I am more angry than you.

Ding Xuewei obviously didn't listen to Chen Yu's point, and complained with her mouth pursed.

"You have a lot of skills, but I'm just a little boy with no power to restrain a chicken. I don't dare to buy a few more acres of land. This silk scarf is the knife that fell on my neck. When will I be killed like this? I don’t even know it for a while. It’s not easy for you to meet such a cute and lovely apprentice like me, so why are you so confused?”

"When it's gone, it's gone." The old man flipped and pinched the scarf, and the silk scarf gathered into a ball.

Ding Xue, who was about to howl at first, fell silent, and snatched the silk scarf nonchalantly.

Open it, hey, good guy, it looks like wonton made by a veteran.

The wrinkles are obvious but tightly grouped.

This old man's strength is too great!
Silently, she took a few steps back and touched her neck.

The old man's gaze is full of the meaning of a quick pinch!
"Hehe, master, it's not easy to find an apprentice like me, so I'll just cook something delicious for you."

On the 36th meter, Ding Xuewei felt that the soles of his feet were the most oily, and ran out as soon as he choked.

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