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Chapter 898: Brother scumbag, daddy scumbag, get away (44)

Chapter 898: Brother scumbag, daddy scumbag, get away (44)

Chapter 898: Brother Scumbag, Daddy Scumbag, get away (44)

Qian Yan acted like he was peeling off his skin, so he would have been criticized by others.

But she left some unnecessary and unnecessary things to be distributed among the villagers, and no matter how arrogant she was, they were too embarrassed to discuss them. Especially the big buffalo at home, she also handed it over to the village chief, which was regarded as a contribution to the village.

The city cannot be raised. This dynasty cannot kill cattle. It is not appropriate to sell them. It is better to allocate the village themselves. If the villagers took her things and spread the news, they would target her.

Such an important thing was given away, so outsiders would naturally think that she was just doing it to make a living.

She doesn't need to have a reputation, Zhang and Xu Yunniang have to, and they can't let gossipers ruin their reputations. Not only can't they ruin their reputation, but they also have to let these people who got the benefits say how good they are and how bad the Meng family and his son are.

Just as Qian Yan thought, everyone in the village was now thinking that selling the buffalo would be a sum of money, but they didn't take it with them. It was obvious that they were not going there for the property.

There are also some fruit trees belonging to the Meng family. She actually distributed them to the village. This made everyone very complicated. They felt more and more that the Meng family and his son were not human beings. Zhang and Xu Yunniang, what's wrong with them?

Meng Chongxi is so anxious, isn't it because he has a crush on Widow Li from the next village?

Meng Wenang divorced Xu Yunniang, didnt he also think that she gave birth to a girl? Some time ago, they had heard Meng Wen'ang say that Xu Yunniang was unhappy.

The village chief was a little worried about the future life of these people: "Have you found a place to stay?"

What should I do to make a living in the future?

If that doesnt work, sell the buffalo to the village and you can have some money to live on.

No one in the village said a word. Although they wanted the buffalo very much, they could not force people to a dead end. They knew that Meng Chongxi must have some money in his hands, but the other party insisted that he didn't have any, and there was nothing they could do about it. They just felt that this man was cruel.

"Thank you to the village chief. I dug up wild ginseng in the mountains a while ago, which was enough to exchange for money, which is enough for us to live for a while. I have already thought about how to make a living in the future."

The village chiefs brows widened: Thats good.

He did not doubt Qian Yan's words. This girl was someone who could do great things at first sight, so there was no need to deceive him.

Meng Chongxis face was distorted, and Meng Wenang even rushed forward and said: I have sold so much silver, but I still get one point.

"Do you have to take out what dad has in hand and share it?" Qian Yan looked at Meng Chongxi. Meng Chongxi was stared at by everyone, and he quickly pulled Meng Wenang back and slapped him on the back of the head, feeling that he was talking too much.

You have no objections from both sides? the village chief asked at this time, looking down on Meng Chongxi and his son.

Both parties had no problems this time. Meng Chongxi looked at the empty house, not even a piece of wood was left, and felt a burst of anger in his heart.

They were even more angry when they knew Qianyan had sold wild ginseng and they would not live on the street. But when I thought of Widow Li's gentle appearance, I felt it was worth it.

Qian Yan actually took away not many things, including the food at home and some belongings of Zhang and Xu Yunniang. The rest was divided among the villagers. They only needed one ox cart to load their things, and they sat on another ox cart and drove towards the county seat.

The villagers looked at Meng Chongxi and his son strangely, whispered and left.

Meng Chongxi walked into the empty room, as if there was no smell of fireworks, and felt a little empty in his heart.

But after touching the silver in his arms, he took a long breath. These things were very old. He asked someone to buy some new furniture.