The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 27: Procrastination

"Thank you, Grandpa Lu." Su Qingyun thanked, stretched out her hand and pulled Zhang Jinhua to her, pressed Zhang Jinhua's finger on the ink pad in front of everyone, and then quickly pressed it on the paper.

Zhang Jinhua looked anxiously at the paper under her fingers, although she was uneasy, but the uneasiness in her heart disappeared completely when she thought that her two children would not have to suffer any more in the future.

For a moment, she felt that her daughter was right. Blind cowardice and tolerance would not solve anything. It would only make others more arrogant and act more unscrupulously.

"Grandpa Lu, press it."

There are two copies of this paper, one for their second family and one for their ancestral house, which should be regarded as a certificate of separation.

After pressing two sheets at once, Su Qingyun respectfully returned the papers to Lu Yongfu.

Lu Yongfu picked up the paper and looked at it. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he nodded and looked at Su Xingui: "Xingui! Your father is not at home. As the eldest son, come and press this fingerprint for your father!"

"Uncle Fu, how did this happen?" Su Xingui frowned, and said righteously: "Although my father is not at home, he is still alive. How can I press the handprint of this separation for my father? The matter has been settled, but I still think it would be more appropriate to wait for my father to come back and press his fingerprints himself."

Su Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Su Xingui with a half-smile.

Lu Yongfu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Since this matter is a foregone conclusion, it doesn't matter if you press or your father press, after all, the family will be separated. Today, everyone is here. You pressed your fingerprints. It's over now!"

"Uncle Fu..." Su Xingui wanted to say something more.

"Press it!" Su Gen was taking a step forward, looking at Su Xingui: "Master, I will make the decision for you today. You press your fingerprint, and I will tell your father when he comes back."

"This..." Su Xingui rolled his eyes, feeling unwilling. If this handprint is pressed, they will lose all the benefits of the second room, but if they don't... to the point where he is today, he He could only use his father's absence as an excuse to procrastinate for a while.

"Come on, press it!" Lu Yongfu handed the paper and inkpad to Su Xingui's body, and urged: "It's been almost an hour since this happened, Xingui, press it quickly, we have to go to the mountains to work after noon work!"

As soon as Lu Yongfu said this, the crowd watching the excitement looked up and it was already high in the sun. Now it is the beginning of spring, and everyone is busy going up the mountain to sow seeds!
Immediately, he hurriedly urged: "Yes! Press it quickly, the big guy can go to work, right? Things have come to this point, it doesn't matter if you press early or late, why wait for you Where is dad coming back?"

"Could it be that you want to wait for your father to come back and regret that you don't want to press it? You don't want to be reconciled to the second room's bargain."

"The one with the same bloodline, the short-lived ghost is an honest person. Otherwise, which one of the big house and the third house can eat people without spit out bones? How could they let go so easily if they didn't get benefits from Widow Zhang?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Even my brother and daughter-in-law want to covet it, and I don't know how dark this is."

"..."

Although everyone lowered their voices and spoke, but Lu Yongfu's house is not very big, these voices were still clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Uncle, are what they said true?" Su Qingyun frowned, looked at Su Xingui suspiciously and defensively, and asked pitifully: "You really want to take advantage of my mother , don’t you want to press your fingerprints?”

(End of this chapter)