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Chapter 13
Early the next morning, Mrs. Li asked the family's long-term laborer to drive the ox cart, and the three sisters-in-law and sister-in-law went to Zhaojia Village next door.Zhaojia Village is on the east side of Niujiazhuang, across the Qingshui River. It is also a flat bottom in a mountain depression, two or three times larger than Niujiazhuang.Because of the good location, there are more arable land than Niujiazhuang, and the land is relatively fertile.

The ancestor of the Zhao family in Zhaojia Village used to be a county magistrate outside, and when he returned home, he collected all the land from the villagers in the village and became the king of the mountain in Zhaojia Village.In recent years, there have been two second-generation ancestors in the family, one is fond of gambling and the other is fond of whoring, and they sold the family land to various places in a few years.

Mrs. Li led Mrs. Liu's daughter-in-law Mrs. Tian and Mrs. Liu's daughter-in-law Mrs. Wang to the gate of Zhao's house.The person who greeted them was an old butler in his sixties or seventies, dressed in coarse cloth, and welcomed Li Shi and the three of them in.

Bypassing the screen wall and entering the courtyard, I saw a man in satin clothes leaning in the hall smoking a big cigarette from afar.The sunlight outside was very good, but the hall was pitch black, and only the smoke of bazaar bazaar could be seen coming from the man's mouth.

Mrs. Li made up her mind, took two steps forward and greeted people with a smile: "This is Master Zhao, I heard that you are going to sell land here, we came from Niujiazhuang, and came here specially to take a look."

Mr. Zhao looked sallow, emaciated and malnourished, and didn't answer. He looked up at the three village women, and coughed violently.

"The land in our Zhaojia Village is full of fertile fields. You saw it when you entered the village. The wheat is one inch taller than that in your Niujiazhuang."

Mrs. Li is a gentle peasant woman. She was not angry when she saw him making such a show, and said with a smile: "I said last year, why did you say that your Zhaojia Village didn't have a good harvest? It has to be a little shriveled, the wheat is not looking at the seedlings, but at the seeds."

Seeing this, Mrs. Tian also added fuel and jealousy: "Looking at your figure, Mr. Zhao, you must have never worked in the fields. How can you know these things?"

Mr. Zhao was not a fool either, he tapped his cigarette and asked the butler standing beside him, "Is there such a saying?"

The old butler was only thinking about selling the land to get a kickback, and was worried that the business would not succeed. After hearing this question, he smiled and said: "I heard my wife said that, it seems that there is such a saying."

Third Aunt Liu, Wang, was originally from Zhaojia Village. She also knew Mr. Zhao when she was young, so she felt that she was very respectable. She patted her chest and said, "Master Zhao, I, Wang Yanyan, can't lie. If you don't trust anyone, you can't disbelieve me?"

Mrs. Li never knew the name of Third Aunt Liu's boudoir, but she inserted such a sentence, and her original seriousness was almost ruined.He only suppressed a smile and said, "So the third daughter-in-law and Mr. Zhao are old acquaintances. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have to come here in person. Let the third daughter-in-law handle the matter."

Mrs. Wang felt that Mrs. Li had given her face, so she couldn't help but feel happy, and said modestly: "Master Zhao and I haven't seen each other for decades. You only talked about buying land in Zhaojia Village. Never thought it was Mr. Zhao's family." Mrs. Wang Without waiting for Master Zhao to talk to her, he greeted her with a smile and said, "Master Zhao, this is my brother-in-law. She wants to add a few acres of land to the family. Done, happily go home and prepare lunch."

Mr. Zhao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember who she was, and he shook his eyelids and asked the old housekeeper beside him: "Did there be such a person in our Zhaojia Village before?"

The old housekeeper was afraid of offending the business, so he nodded and said, "Yes, she is Wang Huhu's sister, you don't remember."

Mr. Zhao let out an oh, looked at Mrs. Li again, and asked a symbolic question: "What are you going to do when you buy this place back?"

(End of this chapter)