Some of Ma Chunhua's words made Lin Qing speechless for a moment. Isn't this the same thing as digging ginseng in the old Sun family?
They didn't share the money with them either. Luck belongs to them. Why are they so messy and want to share the Zhang family's money now?
Ma Chunhua continued: "My family doesn't have to work for you to pick chestnuts, you don't have to shell the chestnuts to cook them, and you don't have to use the spoon to fry the chestnuts. Why should you share the money after they are sold? This is not a bright day.
Are you trying to steal money?"
Lin Qing was a little confused. She was tall and thick, but she was a good person. She was in her thirties. She was a good worker and had some appeal in the village. She often took some laborers to the town to help them find work.
He can be regarded as a small foreman and has good popularity.
But now it seems that I have blindly listened to other people's instigation.
What am I doing and where am I? Lin Qing is a bit at a loss!
"I, I'm not..." He was at a loss for words and stuttered.
He suddenly felt that he was just like Mrs. Qin. Seeing Ma Chunhua's righteous words, he suddenly felt wronged.
Ma Chunhua actually knew this man's character, and thought that someone else must have deliberately provoked him to come here.
At this time, someone behind him spoke and said: "What are you robbing? Madam Zhang, don't talk to us with nonsense. The mountains in Xitang Village are the wealth of all our villagers. We don't care what happens to her old Sun family. But now that your family is doing this, it is an infringement on us."
For the benefit of all people, the money earned must be handed over."
Ma Chunhua had good ears, and she could tell by listening to the voice that it was the voice of her mortal enemy, Mrs. Qin.
It turns out she was the instigator hiding behind it!
Ma Chunhua was so angry that she pinched her waist and pointed at her and said angrily: "Mr. Qin, come out here. I will know that I have not offended anyone in the village. It turns out that you are here to make money and watch my family make money."
If you can't bear it, go ahead and pick it, who's stopping you?"
Mrs. Qin said a little impatiently: "You said we will go, you are so kind, you are sending us away like this just because we don't know how to do it, you have to hand over the recipe today and we will leave?"
The honest and humble Wen De couldn't stand it anymore, and asked: "Isn't this still an open robbery? Don't you all think that our family is good? If we insist that we are all living people and ghosts, you will feel comfortable.
Do you know how to bully us orphans and widowed mothers all day long?"
After listening to Mrs. Qin's request, Lin Qing suddenly felt like she was helping the tyranny, and quickly explained: "Wende, Aunt Zhang doesn't know this. I actually think that the chestnuts belong to everyone, and I think everyone should share them equally, but I am definitely not here."
I want a recipe."
Seeing this, Ma Chunhua snorted coldly and said: "Blocking the door of my house together, and knowing full well that my house will hold a full moon party tomorrow, is this what you know how to do?"
Lin Qing felt a little ashamed. At first, she thought she would do something for the benefit of the villagers, but now she felt a little embarrassed.
Seeing that Lin Qing had lost her ability, Granny Qin hurriedly came out: "When your family celebrates the full moon, you don't think anyone will come. If your family does such immoral things, who will come to celebrate?"
Seeing that the old lady was not nice to talk to, Qiao Yun quickly said angrily: "Can you speak? Who is doing something immoral? Our family didn't invite you, so who cares about your visit?"
Mrs. Qin immediately rolled her triangular eyes and said, "I won't even come if you invite me. The little girl will stay at home wherever it's cool, lest she won't be able to get married in the future."
Qiao Yun's cheeks were bulging with anger, and just as she was about to retort, she was stopped by the sensible Zhao, "Qiao Yun, stop talking, mother has her own ideas."
When Ma Chunhua saw this, she thought that in order to settle the matter at hand, she needed to put everyone's interests into consideration. In fact, she didn't intend to do this sugar-roasted chestnut business for a long time, so she suddenly had an idea.
"Since everyone wants a share of the pie, I'll tell you the recipe. It's not a secret recipe that has been passed down from generation to generation. It's just about whether you want to do it, whether you dare to do it, and whether you are willing or not."
After everyone heard this, they were all ecstatic. If Mrs. Zhang is really willing to share the recipe, that would be great.
Wen Fei stepped forward to stop him and said, "Mom, why should we tell others the formula we researched?"
Ma Chunhua smiled and said: "Uncle Lin Qing said that the mountain belongs to all the villagers in Xitang Village, so the chestnuts do not belong to our family. Since everyone wants to make it, it is no big deal to do it together. I can tell anyone the recipe.
, but you just can’t tell her?”
Everyone looked in the direction of the finger and found that it was Mrs. Qin who was pointing at her. They suddenly understood what Mrs. Zhang meant. The two of them were enemies in the first place, so it was understandable not to tell her.
"Why didn't you tell me? I am also a member of Xitang Village?"
"I won't tell you. The method is what I think of. I can tell anyone I want. As long as I am happy in my heart, I am willing to tell it to every household in the village. It is my sincerity, Ma Chunhua. I want to get rich together with everyone, and yours
My intention is to deliberately incite everyone to besiege me. I have ulterior motives. Why should I tell you that I am stupid!"
When Mrs. Qin saw that everyone was going to benefit, but that she was the only one who was being thankless for her efforts, she sat down on the ground and slapped her thighs, howling.
"God, it's so unfair to treat me, an old woman, like this. I'm thinking of everyone..."
Whenever she cried or made a fuss, Ma Chunhua immediately straightened her face and said angrily: "Mrs. Qin, get out of here. You know my family is having a happy event and you still cry like this. Are you careful that I won't be polite to you?"
"Yes, yes, it's unlucky for you to sit in front of someone's house and cry like this when they are doing something! Get up quickly!"
Mrs. Qin's eyes widened, she raised her head to look at the women and said, "It doesn't hurt your back to stand and talk now. You will be able to make money making sugar-roasted chestnuts soon. In the end, I fought for you for a long time and didn't make any fuss.
If I don’t accept it, I’ll just sit here and make a fuss until she compensates me!”
Several people looked ashamed after being told that she didn't know how to praise her, so they stopped trying to persuade her.
Ma Chunhuaxin said that this woman is really hopeless, and said: "Compensate, get out of here! If you sit in my house crying and bring bad luck to my family again, do you think I won't beat you and leave teeth on the floor?"
Ma Chunhua was so angry that she turned around to look for the easy guy, but when she saw Qiuqiu holding a feather duster in his mouth, he rushed over, "Here comes the master's weapon!"
Ma Chunhua smiled slightly, she really had a clear understanding of what she wanted. What do you want?
He reached out to take the feather duster and immediately cheered up. He reached out to touch Qiuqiu's little head and praised: "My Qiuqiu is very sensible. Go back to the house and watch Jinbao."
As soon as Qiuqiu appeared on the scene, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, "Look, the Zhang family's kitten is not only humane but also has an extra horn? Will it look after the home like a dog?"
Ma Chunhua took the opportunity to introduce: "This is my Qiuqiu, my Jinbao pet. It is very spiritual. Not to mention that it can look after the house and the home like a dog. Even the piglets were brought back by it."
Dog? Mrs. Qin was crying. The dog didn't see it, but saw a feather duster in Mrs. Zhang's hand. She swung it high and hit her head and face.
How could Mrs. Qin suffer such a loss? She quickly got up and ran to the courtyard gate chattering. She finally realized that she would not get any benefits today.
When Ma Chunhua saw Mrs. Qin running away in despair, she stopped chasing her so as not to lose her identity. She thought that this old guy was so immoral that he would not be afraid of being struck by lightning if he did such a defective thing?
Just a thought like this flashed through my mind, but who would have thought that a thunder and lightning actually flashed! This chapter has been completed!