Author: Qi Liang Broken Silver

The most indispensable thing for people is imagination.

The words of the Cheng brothers and Mrs. Zhao gave them enough room for daydreams. Yes, this was the family separation initiated by Cheng Erlang himself. The conditions for the family separation were obviously so ahem, but he agreed so happily.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

Everyone's probing eyes fell on Cheng Erlang, Ye Ning and his wife.

Cheng Erlang didn't expect them to say such slanderous words. His eyes widened in shock and he said anxiously: "I really didn't. Dad, you know me, how could I do such a thing!"

Old Man Cheng had his hands trembling behind his back, hunched over and staring at him.

He drooped his eyelids and expressed his anger with the whites of his eyes: "Then you can tell me how you grow so much food?"

Cheng Erlang opened his mouth, but he couldn't explain why this happened. He was so anxious that he was sweating all over.

I felt my throat was very dry, so I said dryly: "Dad, I really don't..."

"Second brother, if you do it, you do it!"

Cheng Sanlang frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "We all know that you want to separate the family, but is it too much for you to start planning for the separation so early? You can also steal fertilizer from home."

Cheng Silang remained silent, his eyes constantly drifting to his second brother who was unable to explain himself. His expression was shocked but also a bit sad.

"Second brother and second sister-in-law are not this kind of people." Cheng Wulang couldn't help but said.

"We didn't!"

Ye Ning's heart was filled with fire.

He was so angry that his whole body began to tremble, and he argued: "Erlang goes out early and comes back late every day. He either stays in the fields all day or stays at home weaving bamboo baskets. How can he have time to do such a thing! And this year everyone will stay here to spread fertilizer."

Together!"

"Then he just used the fertilizer that should be spread on other fields on those two fields."

The more Cheng Dalang thought about it, the darker his face became.

Qian was shocked and said: "Okay, so you guys started planning to steal the house at that time?!"

Everyone: "..."

There was a sudden uproar from the crowd.

Mrs. Zhao's shrewd eyes stared straight at the bags of grain in the warehouse for a long time, then rolled her eyes.

His tone was still as harsh as ever, and he said: "You secretly used the fertilizer at home to grow so much food, and the harvest in other fields at home was so small, you must give us three bags."

It's so shameless to want to walk away half the time you open your mouth!

The onlookers were shocked. They took half of it and then added a tax. Then Cheng Erlang and his family would starve to death in the winter!

Cheng Miaomiao was shocked when she heard this, and her eyes widened.

She was so angry that her head was buzzing, and she waved her little fists and was about to rush into the crowd and beat up the shameless old lady Zhao. However, before she could get through, Ji Huai, who appeared at some unknown time, grabbed her by the back.

Cheng Miaomiao said angrily: "Don't stop me, I want Xiaocai to bite them to death!"

Hearing his name, the colorful chicken immediately trotted up to her legs and rubbed against her legs, expressing his stance that he could bite anyone at any time and staring at the people inside with hatred and hostility.

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai sighed, what use can a little kid like you do? Of course, adults must appear at this time.

"Aunt Zhao, if you've had enough trouble, leave immediately!"

At this time, the village chief's majestic voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd.

Zhang Wei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The onlookers looked back and subconsciously made way for him. After seeing him, Mrs. Zhao calmed down the anxious expression on her face.

Zhang Wei looked at the Cheng brothers with hatred.

"Your eyes only focus on that one-third of an acre of land all day long!"

"If you have time to frame Erlang here for stealing fertilizer, then why don't you know what's going on in those two acres of land? You won't talk about it after the separation. Didn't you know the situation before the separation?"

Zhang Wei shook his head and almost laughed at them: "You didn't do it seriously, and now you want to rob Erlang's family of food. Are you so thick-skinned?"

Cheng Dalang's face suddenly froze, and he turned his head to avoid looking at him.

His eyes were so sharp that others couldn't help but lower their heads and didn't dare to look at him.

Mrs. Zhao was not afraid of him at all. She relied on her old age and said, "It was grown using my fertilizer. What's wrong with me asking for a bag of grain?"

Old man Cheng's wrinkled face wrinkled up, looking older and older, and said: "They put more fertilizer on it, and the other fields have poor harvests, so they should give us some."

Seeing that they hadn't reacted yet, Zhang Wei's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Others around them thought the Cheng family was shameless, but they were more curious about whether Cheng Erlang had diverted fertilizer to fertilize the two acres of land.

Cheng Erlang's face turned pale, and when he heard these words, he felt that the sky was about to fall.

It doesn't matter if others don't believe in him, even his parents don't believe in him. Who is he in their hearts?

Zhang Wei looked at everyone's faces, couldn't help but sigh, and said: "I just agreed with Erlang yesterday to use all these rice and wheat as grain seeds and distribute them to the villagers for planting."

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

Their faces were almost visibly excited, and they asked urgently: "Village chief, are you telling the truth? Do you really want to share this seed with us?"

"Then if we plant this grain in fertile fields next year, we will get a few percent more harvest!"

"Just tell me, village chief, how to change this?"

As soon as this news came out, no one cared about the Cheng family's fertilizer.

To be able to have such a bumper harvest in such a barren field only shows that these rice and wheat must have adapted to the drought environment, and the next generation is likely to maintain this trait.

The pursuit of high yields is engraved in the blood of farmers who have been growing crops for most of their lives.

It was a big gamble, but they had to take it.

Zhang Wei said with a solemn face: "Tonight at Big Banyan Tree, each family sent someone to come out for a meeting to talk about the Erlang family's grain cultivation. Now everyone can do whatever they need to do, don't be stuck here."

"Uncle Cheng, you are so old, how can you still not know how to do things like Aunt Zhao?"

Everyone immediately looked at Old Man Cheng.

Being pointed at and scolded by such a junior, Old Man Cheng couldn't help but hurriedly walked through the crowd and left with his hands behind his back. Old Mrs. Zhao reluctantly looked at the food in the warehouse, stamped her feet, and followed.

Before leaving, he glared at Cheng Erlang fiercely.

Cheng Erlang curled his lips and sent away all the villagers who were watching the fun, and asked Zhang Wei to sit in the main room. When he walked over, he found Cheng Miaomiao squatting at the door of the house with his knees in his arms, his eyes bright red, looking up at them pitifully.

"Dad, why are they trying to steal our food?"

"Don't they have food at home? They are all bad guys. Can we not give food to them?"
Chapter completed!