Sang Luo bought a horse for seventy taels, and the horse dealer gave him a saddle and two bags of bean cakes.

Zhang Daqiang directly put the saddle on the horse, smiled like a flower, and said: "I will help you test whether the horse is obedient first!"

After he finished speaking, he got on his horse, felt happy while riding on the horse, and walked on the street.

Sang Luo said: "How is this horse? Is it a loss for seventy taels?"

"You can buy a horse like this in the capital for sixty taels, but it's not as good as here. The price is quite right. Didn't they also give you a saddle and two bags of bean cakes?"

Zhang Daqiang hasn't ridden a horse for a long time, so he is very happy on horseback.

Sang Luo nodded: "What you said makes sense! I also need to buy a car, and I can't ride a horse."

"There are some in big car shops, it depends on what kind you buy." Zhang Daqiang still likes to ride horses. What's the point of sitting in a carriage?

"Can you choose that big car?" Sang Luo asked again.

"It's not difficult to pick a car. I'll help you pick one and then put it on you directly. Then you can take the carriage to the resettlement area."

Zhang Daqiang is in a good mood today. This horse is really good, and they got a chance to run into it today.

"Okay!" Sang Luo decided to get a car first.

It’s much easier to go to a big car shop to get a car. All prices are clearly stated, and they are available in all grades!

Sang Luo didn't dare to choose one that was particularly luxurious and flamboyant, so he chose one that looked ordinary in appearance and spacious inside.

After paying the money, the store also helped to put the car on and promised: "If there is any problem with the car, we will send it over for repair at any time."

It seems that they also know how to provide after-sales service.

Sang Luo got into the car, and Zhang Daqiang and Li Xiaoshu sat in front to drive. The two were chatting.

"Brother Zhang, let's get a carriage when we return to Beijing. We will be exhausted if we walk back again!"

Li Xiaoshu insisted on following Zhang Daqiang at that time. Now that he has been out for half a year, he still misses home.

Although he had sent letters home and received letters from home, this was the first time he had been away from home for so long, and he still dreamed of his mother and relatives at night.

Zhang Daqiang nodded: "Okay! Let's rent a car when we go back and take a carriage all the way home."

Sang Luo heard it while sitting in the carriage, and felt a little emotional. The two of them had been away from home for too long, and she really had to cure Zhang Daqiang quickly!

"In another half month, Zhang Daqiang, you should be able to go home."

Zhang Daqiang turned around with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Why are you lying to me? How long have you been without joint pain? You don't have any idea?" Sang Luo laughed.

"Just consolidate it and you won't get sick again in the future. But you still have to pay attention to your diet."

Sang Luo warned again.

Zhang Daqiang was in an especially good mood today, and suddenly felt like he was returning home.

The three of them arrived at the resettlement area just talking.

This is the first time for Sang Luo to come to the resettlement area.

Every house here has the same appearance, and it can be seen that they were built uniformly.

It's just that everyone has lived there for two years, so each house has its own characteristics in front of it.

Some people like to plant flowers and plants, some like to pile some firewood, and some people like to grow vegetables.

For example, Village Chief Wu’s family grows many vegetables in their yard.

When Sang Luo knocked on the door, the village chief was still hoeing in the yard, with several children standing around to help.

Hearing the knock on the door, Village Chief Wu turned around and saw Sang Luo. He was very surprised and quickly put down his hoe.

"Mrs. Sang? Why are you here? Sit down in the room!"

Li Xiaoshu stayed outside and watched the carriage, while Zhang Daqiang followed Sang Luo into the yard of Chief Wu's house.

Sang Luo smiled and exchanged a few words: "Are you still growing vegetables in the yard?"

"This yard is empty. I can grow some vegetables to feed the family, so I don't have to spend money on them, right?"

Village Chief Wu explained while leading Sang Luo and the others into the house.

"That's true, this vegetable is so well grown!" Sang Luo praised.

When they sat down in the house, Village Chief Wu poured tea for the two of them, said a few polite words, and then sat down to talk.

"Mrs. Sang, what do you want me to do when you come here today?" Village Chief Wu asked.

Sang Luo put down the tea cup and said, "I want to discuss something with you. I want to plant the fields in Hepu Village with people from the original Hepu Village."

Village Chief Wu said: "What does it mean to ask us to plant?"

"I just ask you to plant it, and I'll pay you the wages!" Sang Luo's eyes fell on Village Chief Wu to see his reaction.

"You don't want to rent or sell? Just ask us to plant?" Village Chief Wu was very surprised. What is going on?

Sang Luo said: "Yes! To be honest, the government sold me all the wasteland and wasteland currently uncultivated in Hepu Village, as well as the two-mile radius of the mountain behind the village."

Village Chief Wu's face darkened: "I sold it all to you? How could it be sold to you? Mr. Han said that the land was not sold by the government, so why was it sold to you?"

"Maybe the government thinks it would be easier to sell it!"

Sang Luo knew this news, and it was not very friendly to the people of the original Hepu Village, but it was the fact.

"Then the government is willing to sell it, but why doesn't it tell us? If we had known that the government was willing to sell it, we would be willing to buy it too!"

Village Chief Wu was immediately excited when he heard the news. Why did he sell it like this? They had no news at all?

"I just bought it yesterday, and it was the yamen that Mr. Park asked me to inform me to go to. Maybe this decision was sudden and it was not made public." Sang Luo patiently explained it to Village Chief Wu.

Village Chief Wu said: "How can the Yamen do such a thing?"

"Village Chief Wu, things are already like this. I thought that you are all good at farming, so I thought of asking you to help me farm!" Sang Luo mentioned the purpose of his visit again.

"The field I'm helping you plant is yours and not ours, so what's the point of us planting it?" Village Chief Wu was a little frustrated.

He also thought that he wouldn't be able to plant anything this year anyway, so he wanted to wait until spring next year before talking to the government. Who knew that the field had already been bought by someone else before spring began.

"Why is it useless? Isn't the purpose of your farming just to survive? Aren't you the same when I give you wages?" Sang Luo tried to talk to him.

Village Chief Wu shook his head: "How can it be the same? When we farm and cultivate the land, the harvest belongs to us. Watching the crops grow slowly is waiting for the harvest. Helping you farm and cultivate the land in exchange for wages is working."

Sang Luo wanted to know what the big difference is?

But if you think about it carefully, the sense of harvest is different!

They carefully manage the crops when they are planted, and wait for them to mature with a sense of hope and harvest!

And helping her plant is just a job!

Sang Luo said: "You are very reasonable! I can also contract the land to you, keep the taxes and my income, and the rest is yours. How are you doing in terms of variety?"
Chapter completed!