God-given peasant wife's good fortune

Chapter 299 I Don't Know Whose Daughter Is
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"Okay, we all remember, if next year's potted plants can be sold for half of this year's price, we will be content!"

In addition to the potted plants they sell during the Chinese New Year, the fruits they sell in the four seasons can't be spent by the whole family.

While talking, everyone went back to the original topic, insisting on repaying Su Kefang's cost.

Su Kefang had no choice but to say: "If the big guy really feels sorry, you can actually discuss whether you can donate some money to build a school in the village, and then the children in the village will also have books. To be able to become a Marquis and a Prime Minister, I only ask the children to be sensible, so that they won’t be fooled by others in the future, right?”

What Su Kefang couldn’t stand when he came to this dynasty was that there were few people here who could read and write. Sometimes when he wanted to send a message to his family, he could only send a message. It's so inconvenient.

Su Kefang's proposal immediately got everyone's approval: "That's right, now that we have money in our hands, we don't have to worry about our children having no money to study. Let's build a school!"

"Yes, yes, my eldest grandson is four years old, and he will be able to enter school in two years."

The villagers were very excited when they heard about running a school. They didn't dare to think about it before, but now that they have money, running a school is no longer a difficult task for them.

The villagers began to discuss again, especially those with school-age children at home, most supported Su Kefang's idea.

Su Peng also agrees with his daughter's proposal very much. If Fengguo Village runs a school, then children from several surrounding villages can also be sent to study here, and everyone will share the burden of the husband's education. The pressure will not be too great. Makes sense.

After thinking for a while, Su Peng said: "Folks, running a school is a big deal. Let's discuss it slowly after the Chinese New Year."

Seeing that everyone was talking about it, Xiang Zirun finally added: "Folks, after the Chinese New Year is over, you should deposit your money in the bank in the town."

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. The news that the folks in Fengguo Village have made a lot of money may spread soon, and some people with ulterior motives may be attracted by then.

Su Peng's heart tightened at Xiang Zirun's words. After pondering for a moment, he said seriously: "The bank in the town will not open until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Personal guard."

The young people in Fengguo Village have all learned kung fu from Xiang Chenxiang for several months. If there are really small thieves who dare to enter the village to steal things, then they will never return!
As soon as Su Peng said that, he began to arrange manpower, and three crops of people took turns to patrol in a day, and no one in the village objected.

"Okay, it's the twenty-eighth day of the Chinese New Year today. Hurry up and go home to prepare food for the New Year. Let's prepare rich sacrifices and worship in the ancestral hall on New Year's Eve this year." Su Peng shouted.

There is a custom here, that is, if the village encounters a great event, the whole village will go to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors with pigs and sheep during the New Year. We can only make do with it.

On the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, a carriage from Shengjing arrived at the entrance of Fengguo Village, and a young man from Fengguo Village, who was guarding the entrance of the village, hurriedly reported to Xiang's family.

Hearing that it was the carriage from Shengjing, Xiang Zirun's eyes flickered slightly, and asked Feng Yiqing to go over and see what was going on?

Feng Yiqing came back soon, followed by the carriage.

After asking, Su Kefang was a little surprised to learn that Mrs. Yang and Mrs. He had sent the cart to his daughter.

After the coachman dumped his things, he drove away in the carriage. Xiang Zirun gave Feng Yiqing a wink, and Feng Yiqing went out quietly.

Su Kefang hugged his daughter and wanted to check the presents, but was carried into the inner courtyard by Xiang Zirun: "Let Xiang'er sort the things first, and it will be easier to sort them out then."

"Zi Run, why do I feel that my daughter is like a reincarnated child of the God of Wealth? Look at her, so many people gave her gifts, and the gifts are so expensive. We and the villagers have also made a lot of money. It's great!" Su But Fang didn't care, and kissed his daughter's pink face as he spoke, his eyebrows and eyes curled up.

Xiang Zirun laughed, and teased, "I thought the boy God of Wealth was a man."

"I'm just making a metaphor." Su Kefang looked down at the girl in his arms, with love overflowing from the bottom of his eyes: "My daughter will definitely be stronger than men in the future."

"Of course, I don't want to see whose daughter it is!" Xiang Zirun said with a proud face.

Wenwen was still young and had to sleep several times during the day. Not long after the couple returned to the house, Ge Yan knocked on the door and called Xiang Zirun. Su Kefang stayed in the room to guard her daughter, and Xiang Zirun went out alone.

As soon as Xiang Zirun got out of the room, his face darkened, and Ge Yan's face was also very ugly, and he nodded his chin to the outer courtyard to signal him to go outside and talk.

As soon as he left the outer courtyard, he saw Xiang Chenxiang looking at one of the small carved wooden boxes solemnly, his heart sank, and he said coldly: "Is there a problem?"

Xiang Chenxiang said with a sullen face: "Other things are fine, but this box is a little strange, I'm worried that there is something strange in it!"

Xiang Zirun took the box, looked at it for a while, and said, "It's a mechanism box."

The other things that Mrs. He and Mrs. Yang sent were common and valuable things, but this box has a mechanism, which is indeed a bit strange.

After a moment of silence, Xiang Zirun said, "Put the other things in the storage room first, and make plans for this box when Feng Yiqing comes back."

Feng Yiqing didn't come back until dark, and Xiang Zirun was waiting for him in the study.

"Master Xiang, there is indeed something wrong with the coachman. The coachman of the Yang family disappeared as soon as he left Shengjing. It seems to be more than auspicious." Feng Yiqing said seriously.

Xiang Zirun played with the small wooden box in his hand, and said with a sneer, "The water is quite deep here!"

His daughter-in-law and the two old ladies are casual acquaintances, and they only met once, and someone actually watched He Yang go home, it really is pervasive!

"Master Xiang, do you want to continue the investigation?" Feng Yiqing asked.

Xiang Zirun pondered for a moment, then said, "Just take care of the yard, I have my own opinion on this matter."

"Yes."

After Feng Yiqing went out, Xiang Zirun lightly pressed the lower right protrusion of the wooden box in his hand.

As soon as he pressed it, the carpenter snapped away, and three silver needles flew out of it at the same time, shooting directly at Xiang Zirun's face.

Xiang Zirun had been on guard for a long time, and saw his sleeve move, and the three silver needles were all put into his sleeve, and they were thrown onto the table in the next second.

Looking at the three blackened silver needles, Xiang Zirun's eagle eyes were instantly covered with frost.

Although it was expected and prepared, Xiang Zirun was so angry that he punched the huanghuali wood desk.

What a vicious scheme!

When Xiang Zirun returned to the house, his face had returned to normal. Looking at his sleeping wife and daughter, the expression on his face could not help but soften.

He will definitely protect them forever!
(End of this chapter)