After death, I became the cannon fodder of the three protagonists

Chapter 290
Chen Heyun nodded in response, and then became concerned about Li Shi's body, "Did the child make trouble with you today?"

Li Shi's face turned red slightly, she raised the corners of her mouth, shook her head, and her voice softened a little.

"This kid is as sensible as his brother."

When Mrs. Li was pregnant with her first child, Chen Heyun's family was not as wealthy as it is now. Because of going fishing, the whole yard smelled like fish, but she didn't react at all, neither vomited nor vomited. It tastes delicious.

Listening to Li Shi's words, Chen Heyun also recalled the scene of the year in his mind. He thought of the past when Li Shi accompanied him to endure hardships, and his heart was moved. He stretched out his hand and hugged Li Shi into his arms.

"That's good. After a few months, when you are stable, let's go to Yaozhou Mansion to have fun."

Mrs. Li huddled in his arms, did not refuse, and responded with a smile on her face, "Then I will keep it in mind."

Chen Heyun rested his chin on her head, smiled without saying a word.

at night.

The man in charge of every household of the Chen family went to the village head's house, and the village head told about Chen Qingzhou's going to the capital to study, and explained the reason for gathering them.

Sure enough, none of the big guys objected, and they all opened their mouths to express their willingness to pay.

Basically, they watched Chen Qingzhou grow up. He is promising, and they are all happy in their hearts!
The village chief raised his hand and made a downward motion to signal the big guy to be quiet, and then said loudly: "I know the situation of the big guy.

Since our village began to improve the saline-alkali land, the documents signed with the restaurant have also been invalidated, and the big guys have no income now.

And not long after those fields were planted, the big guy spent a lot of money. Everyone has old people and children to support, so I have to weigh this matter, more or less, it is all a matter of heart, understand? ! "

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, the others cheered happily, "Uncle Clan/Uncle Clan, don't worry, we all know that!"

The village head nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, Chen Jinyuan came out with a pen and paper. The paper was spread on the table, which was used to record how much money each household paid.

The members of the Chen family lined up and reported the amount of money they paid to Chen Jinyuan first.

This is a major event in the clan. Everyone is very active. After reporting the count, they hurried back home. When they came back, they had extra money on them.

Chen Jinyuan didn't count, and he would put a mark behind the name of whoever gave it. He still had full trust in his clansmen.

After the clansmen gave the money, they went home. It was getting late, and they still had work to do tomorrow, so they had to rest early.

The village chief looked at the basket on the table. There were copper coins, broken silver, and ten taels of silver bills... His nose was a little sore.

The village chief held his cane, took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he counted the money in the basket with Chen Jinyuan.

It was all scattered, but when put together, there were nearly 200 taels of silver. Chen Jinyuan took the abacus and calculated it against the registered amount, and there was no error.

The village head hunched slightly. After all, he was old. He looked lifeless and his voice was dying.

"Take all the money, keep a few taels of silver, and go to the bank in the county to change it into bank notes tomorrow!"

He felt uncomfortable and felt a little guilty. He had fulfilled his responsibility as the village head, but as the elder of the Chen clan, he never seemed to help the clan make money.

Even now that there is such a good boy in the clan, he still has to put on a shy face and let the clan members pay for it...

He couldn't help but doubt, was it right for him to take on the burden of the village head?
The late old man staggered back to the room with a cane, and the wind carried away his sigh, but no one heard him.

Chen Jinyuan looked at his father's back, for some reason, his heart seemed to be pulled into a ball, as if he was about to lose something important.

He frowned, shook his head, put aside his wild thoughts, and turned his attention back to the money on the table. He still had work to do!
The next day, Chen Jinyuan took the money and went to the county seat in an ox cart. After changing the banknotes, he went to Chen Heyun's shop.

Chen Heyun was about to go back, and was a little surprised to see Chen Jinyuan coming, "Why are you here?"

Chen Jinyuan didn't elaborate, but said, "I went to the bank to do something."

Chen Heyun understood as soon as he heard it, his eyes flickered slightly, and he pointed to the bullock cart beside him, "I happen to be going back now, one piece?"

Chen Jinyuan came here to inquire about news. Hearing Chen Heyun's words as he wanted, he immediately patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Then I won't be polite."

"They are all brothers."

Chen Heyun lifted his legs and went to the bullock cart, Chen Jinyuan followed him, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not speak.

When they got out of the city gate, the two of them were driving in a bullock cart on a deserted road. Chen Heyun held the rein with one hand, and with the other hand, he quietly touched the money in his arms.

He asked, "How much money has the clan paid out?"

Chen Jinyuan lowered his eyes slightly, without hiding anything, "200 taels."

The village head also took out the money and rounded up the number so that he could exchange it for a bank note, but he didn't let Chen Jinyuan register.

200 taels is not a small amount for ordinary people in these villages and towns. If you are more frugal, a family of four is enough to spend a lifetime.

But in the capital, there are only about forty tables, which are only above the middle level.

Not to mention that Chen Qingzhou didn't go to the capital to make a living, but to study, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all expensive things.

Chen Heyun thought about it, and quickly made a decision in his heart, but he didn't tell Chen Jinyuan.

Some things don't need to be known to everyone, it is enough for those who should know to know.

Chen Heyun picked up the willow stick on the side and swung it on the cow's buttocks, speeding up a bit.

The two soon arrived at the village chief's house. Chen Jinyuan led them into the living room, and the village chief came out with a cane. After the father and son exchanged glances, Chen Jinyuan retreated silently.

Chen Heyun got straight to the point, and took out the banknotes that he had prepared long ago, "Uncle, my shop is busy, and I have to hurry back later. Here is 300 taels of silver. I hope you can help pass it to Cihai."

The village chief had thought about taking more money from Chen Heyun, but he didn't expect that Chen Heyun would pay 300 taels when he made a move.

Some are gratified, some are moved...

The juniors in the clan are all good, and he will be able to die without regret in the future.

The village chief looked at the bank note handed over by Chen Heyun, and reached out tremblingly, instead of taking it, he patted Chen Heyun's arm.

"Good boy... Uncle thank you on Qingzhou's behalf!"

Chen Heyun smiled and shook his head, "Uncle, you are being polite, we are all family!"

The village chief nodded with moist eyes, and took the bank note from Chen Heyun's hand.

Chen Heyun said that it was true that he was busy, and he gave the silver ticket, and said he wanted to leave without taking a sip of tea.

Seeing him like this, the village chief couldn't keep him any longer, so he watched him leave with a cane.

When the ox cart gradually disappeared at the end of the road, he greeted Hui Niang, took a huge sum of 500 taels and a small bag of broken silver, and went to Chen Cihai's house.

(End of this chapter)