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

Chapter 485 Confidently and Boldly Push Things Out

If you mess with anyone, you can't mess with Ding Xuewei, the grower of sweet potatoes.

No one can argue with her.

One word from her can not only make you a public enemy, but also make you not even have to grow sweet potatoes.

The always tactful woman forgot to ask how the Xiao family was doing, turned around and left with the whole family.

The faces of the members of the Ji family look pretty good now.

Going, a little reluctant, not going, and afraid.

They have no doubts about how cruel the rich are.

"Father, mother, I rescued a bunch of dried pigeon meat yesterday, you wait for my son, he will bring it for you." Ji Laosanhe gave the steps appropriately.

The old man Ji turned his gaze to him, changing again and again, and finally nodded.

He wanted the subsidy from Hao Da'er, but he didn't dare to joke about his family's future. He didn't want to be a bully for the yamen at all.

The average farmer doesn't have as many things as Ding Xuewei and the others.

In three days, everything that needed to be rescued and dealt with was basically done.

Now that the things at home are sorted out, shouldn't it be time to take action as well?

Coincidentally, Ding Xuewei felt that these people would not be the only ones coming today.

"Grandpa, you go back first, I will play with the village head grandpa here for a while."

Picking sweet potato leaves to feed the livestock is not as important as keeping the village clean. After old man Ding nodded, he walked away under the unkind eyes of the Ji family.

"Grandpa the village chief, let's go far away, it stinks."

"Go there." The old village head pointed to the tree not far away.

More than two months later, the peach tree, which had been cleared of its fruit and leaves by the hail, regained its color in summer and autumn. However, it was not dense, and there were dense spots of light under the tree.

"I'll move two chairs."

Ding Xuewei has everything, the benches, tables and chairs are found in the three rented rooms and in the yard.

The one in the yard was moved away yesterday, but only part of the one in the room was taken away today.

Sitting dryly was a bit boring, so she rummaged and searched, found a small earthen stove and clay pot, and lit the fire to boil water.

The two are not far from the Zhang family, and the smell can still be smelled, but it is not as exciting when they are close.

I really don't have a hobby of smelling and enjoying, so I just made tea and didn't make any snacks.

When the cousin of the old village chief's family arrived, the two had already drank several cups of tea.

Ding Xuewei was really impatient, and she didn't seem to be watching any ethical drama, so when someone opened her mouth, she poured out her previous rhetoric.

Not to mention sitting around, I dare not even say a few words to the old village chief.

"This tiger's skin is too rough!"

Seeing off his cousin's family, the old village chief was a little disappointed and worried.

They couldn't be more clear about their relationship with the yamen, and they were also clear about whether it was their own problem or the yamen's.

It is not a good thing to throw the problem to the yamen and affect the reputation of the yamen.

In the past, Ding Xuewei thought too much, cared about this and that, and tiptoed about everything she did.

Now, she has only one idea, to solve the problem efficiently and quickly.

"We are just ordinary people, and all our relatives live on the edge of the minimum guarantee. It is unjustifiable to help others regardless of relatives."

"The Yamen is different from us. They don't pay attention to one or two families, and they don't care about who has a worse life. Not only do they understand what we do, but they are also willing to protect us. Yamen, they are different from us. When something happens, they have the right to choose the least sacrifice."

The people in the village are not heartless people, but their relatives and friends are too greedy.

The yamen already hates selfish and vile people, and then, patience will also be deserved, and they will not slap their mouths to satisfy the group of people who are not greedy and difficult to manage.

"That's the truth, it's just that people can't control their mouths!"

"Then it doesn't matter. There are countless people in the world. If you always want to satisfy everyone, then this day will be impossible. No matter how much you give, it will be insignificant to others." Ding Xuewei didn't care much.

She had already thought about it.

"Grandfather of the village chief, a piece of rat droppings can really stir up a pot of soup, but we made this pot of soup with so much attention, but it still fell into the rat droppings. That may be God's will."

"...You're right." The old village chief murmured.

They are not perfect people, and the mice around them are waiting for their opportunities.

Do what you have to do and think it is right.

Maliciousness, they don't have it, and they don't need to pay too much attention to it.

The old village chief was originally in a bad mood, but Ding Xuewei's overly leading remarks changed. When someone came, he and Ding Xuewei cooperated in output.

One afternoon until dark, the two persuaded nine families to leave.

These people range from parents, brothers, natal relatives to cousins, husbands, and sisters-in-law.

It can be said that the two people's awareness of the popularity of the village has risen to another level.

"Tomorrow, let's go directly to the intersection."

The old village head decided to work as a guard for two days to keep the gate of Yuequan Village secure.

"It's better here. There are fewer people at the intersection and it's not safe." Ding Xuewei felt that she was quite hateful and might be beaten.

The old village chief opened his mouth, wanting to say it was impossible, but life cannot be careless.

The dead earthworms are too smelly, and for a long time to come, every family has to work at home. After picking out the live earthworms, they neatly transport the rotten materials to the fields.

In the afternoon of the next day, there was no more smell in the village, and the old village head couldn't rest at all, so he followed Ding Xuewei to help.

On this day, more than 40 families came here, then nearly [-] families on the third day, and more than [-] families on the fourth day.

There are only more than 50 families in the village, but nearly 150 families came here before and after. It is self-evident how much people flock to the word Yuequan Village!

This day, the ninth day after the earthquake.

All families in the village have already tidied up the collapsed walls and broken beams and columns, entering a new stage of tidying up the foundations.

In the past few days, workers from various companies have been in place one after another.

Because someone used it, Ding Xuewei was lazy and moved a lot of food and drink to Zhang Qi's house. Several nearby families came to rest and drink tea after a while, and had a couple of delicious bites.

Now they and Ding Xuewei are not polite at all.

Don't worry about debts.

Just remember how much you eat and drink.

People in the village today also have a bit of mentality of breaking pots and smashing pots, and it's not over yet, so they don't use these two words to affect Ding Xuewei's mood.

"Ah!" Aunt Ji suddenly patted her head.

When everyone looked at her, she burst out: "My brother told me that someone in his village proposed to go to the government office to seek work."

"These days have just slowed down. Where did the large expenditure come from? I want to go to the Yamen to ask. Can the Yamen send some plasterers and carpenters to help everyone."

It's been a really difficult year. Those who laughed at the unsound tile-roofed houses in the city before can't laugh at all now.

As soon as I inquired about the prices of the plasterers and carpenters, I felt that this tile was not for me.

If there are only one or two houses that cannot afford to build houses, then the government will not take care of them at all.

The size of the prefectural city Zhili and most of the counties and towns has to be taken seriously.

When it is urgent, there will be civil violence again, and it may be even more terrifying than the previous few times.

"The Yamen should give some help." Ding Xuewei thought.

The old village chief nodded: "Don't worry about this matter, the Yamen will handle it well, but we don't know when it will come to us."

The ability of the Yamen is also limited. If you have calmed people down, it is up to you whether you can wait.

If the yamen gives a solution, but you are still dissatisfied, it will cause a big fire, and the person who should bear it must bear it.

"Be careful, put it nicely, and don't let the family members have any thoughts that they shouldn't have." Ding Xuewei reminded.

　Shout out everyday, ask for tickets and collections...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)