Nongmen Space: The wife of the chief assistant is busy raising a baby

Chapter 26 Allocation of Cotton Fields
The sky gradually cleared, and the sun climbed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the tree.

Xu Miaomiao stretched lazily in the yard after breakfast.

There were catkins floating in the air for a long time, Xu Miaomiao grinned, the last batch of cotton will be picked today, this time the whole village will not worry about winter.

Putting the basket on her back, Xu Miaomiao happily went out.

Song Wushao looked at the back of the woman leaving, his face was calm but his frown could clearly see his emotions. Ever since he woke up, Xu Miaomiao felt more and more different from before.

"Miss Song is here!"

Wu Zhuang was busy in the field and waved to Xu Miaomiao, Xu Miaomiao also nodded in response.

"Ms. Song, how is the price of cotton going?"

Village head Wang walked over to inquire, and Xu Miaomiao nodded at him and said, "I have already negotiated with the shops in the market, and we can give us [-]% of the original price."

"That's really good!"

The hope in Village Chief Wang's eyes remained undiminished, and he was a little unsteady with excitement: "Now, we can have a good year."

Xu Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

"Ms. Song, your cotton distribution is not appropriate."

Xu Miaomiao raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw Liu Xizi dragging her sick leg and speaking.

"Where is it inappropriate?" Xu Miaomiao threw the cotton in her hand into the basket, and frowned at the man.

Liu Laizi approached her and looked at her and said, "I just went to see the account book. Why do you account for [-]% by yourself, and your husband has never been here a few times."

"Liu Laizi, what you said is wrong." Wu Zhuang heard a voice on the side to defend Xu Miaomiao: "I agreed with Mrs. Song at the beginning, and she took [-]% of it, not to mention that the cotton seeds were all picked out by Mrs. Song. money."

Xu Miaomiao remained silent and glanced at Wu Zhuang gratefully.

Cripple Liu's eyes moved. He didn't take the cotton field seriously at first, but when he saw the amount in the account book, he changed his mind.

The man's gaze changed again, and he said in a harsh tone: "I'm sick and weak, shouldn't I give our family more?"

Xu Miaomiao nodded and responded, "It's true that I did not allocate properly. I should give more to the elderly and the sick and weak."

"Miss Song..."

Wu Zhuang looked at Xu Miaomiao with some disbelief in his eyes, and the lame Liu on the side heard this, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, and he snorted and looked at Xu Miaomiao: "I knew that Mrs. Song must be fair."

While talking, he did not forget to look at Wu Zhuang triumphantly.

"For families in need, you can take two points from me, but you can't do it, Lame Liu."

Xu Miaomiao spoke slowly, and looked at the man firmly.

Liu Laizi was still complacent, but suddenly changed his face, dragged his lame legs and walked up to Xu Miaomiao, wishing to spray all the saliva on Xu Miaomiao's face: "Why! I!"

Reflexively, Xu Miaomiao took a step back to distance herself from the man, and then said: "Everyone is working hard to pick cotton these days, but you are the only one who has been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. I want to give you some points, and now you want fairness, then I will give you as much as you pick."

"Okay, Xu Miaomiao, you're trying to squeeze me out on purpose." As he said that, Limp Liu sat down and began to squirm and roll: "How hard I am, you bully me because of my pity, and now I'm Not giving me what I should have.”

He made a lot of noise, and everyone around came up to the fence curiously.

Seeing that Liu Zizi was pitiful, and thinking that Xu Miaomiao had a lot to share, he helped Liu Zizi to speak: "Ms. Song, you also have a silk and satin business, and you also occupy a cotton field. Anyway, so much money, why don't you share it with him?" .”

"That's right, Mrs. Song, you are not short of money. This lame Liu is very pitiful. I heard that his wife Wang Xing'er is still a little mentally ill."

The women who came up around said a few words, and every word I said was thinking of the man on the ground.

"That's right, Mrs. Song, take pity on me."

Liu Laizi was even more aggressive, crawling to grab Xu Miaomiao's dress.

Seeing the dirty black hand he stretched out, Xu Miaomiao felt nauseated and took another step back.

Seeing everyone's unreasonable appearance, Xu Miaomiao felt cold, and said after a long time: "If you want to pity him, you might as well give him some of your own family."

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their faces and began to run on Xu Miaomiao.

"Miss Song, we didn't get much, so we can't let me share it anyway."

"Yeah yeah."

"So as long as it doesn't hurt your own interests, you can forgive them and show your generosity!" Xu Miaomiao's tone was cold, but her calm words carried a lot of deterrence.

Everyone was silent.

"I bought this kind of seed in the first place, and I agreed to it at the beginning, but now I want to break the contract. There is no such reason. I thought that the sick and weak in the village are now meddling in my own business."

"Ms. Song, you can't say that." The woman on the side was about to pull Xu Miaomiao, but she dodged it.

"As long as the fire doesn't burn on yourself, think of ways to persuade others to forgive and be merciful." Xu Miaomiao stepped forward and said thoughtfully: "Then don't split it up, just follow the contract. If someone is unwilling, they can go to Kaifeng Mansion and sue me."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Liu Laizi.

Liu Lizi struggled to get up, supported his injured leg, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Xu Miaomiao, you don't have to worry about my wife appearing in the brothel. Did I tear my face?"

Liu Laizi looked at Xu Miaomiao provocatively. Wang Xing'er had already told him that Xu Miaomiao sent her to the brothel, so he wanted to see how Xu Miaomiao would deal with her.

Xu Miaomiao let out a laugh, and looked at Liu Zizi and said slowly, "You didn't know what Wang Xing'er did back then, do you think people will say that your husband and wife slandered me for money, or that I was smart enough to learn from Wang Xinger? How about escaping from that vicious woman?"

Frightened by Xu Miaomiao's eyes, Liu Laizi froze on the spot for a while, then limped and fled while dragging his own legs.

"Then Mrs. Song just said that [-]% will be given to the old man, does it still count?"

Everyone looked at Xu Miaomiao expectantly, with a little guilt in their eyes.

Xu Miaomiao nodded, and responded to the village chief: "Cunleader Wang, I have already said that I will not go back on my word. If you don't believe me, I can make a written statement."

"No, no, we naturally believe in Miss Song's character."

The person who was talking to Liu Xizi just now changed the direction of the wind and complimented Xu Miaomiao.

Xu Miaomiao shook her head and said nothing. There is nothing wrong with sympathizing with the weak in this world, but one cannot stand on the moral high ground and ask others to sympathize with him.

(End of this chapter)