Looking at the three brigade cadres in front of me, as well as a production team leader and a member of the Xiang family, their faces were even uglier than those of my dead mother and father. They all had dark faces.
Unexpectedly, they invited them to come. Now the Xiang family is so embarrassed! It is estimated that everyone in the entire brigade will know about it by then, and maybe people in other brigade will also know about it soon.
When the time comes, they will have to accept strange looks and criticism from others wherever they go.
Thinking of this, the people in Lao Xiang's family looked at their mother and daughter with more and more gloomy and unfriendly eyes. Xiang Jin, mother and daughter did not care about their mood now. Anyway, after today, they will be like their family.
It doesn't matter anymore.
When the time comes, everyone will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and the water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river! Besides, they are not the ones to blame, so what do they feel guilty about?
Seeing their expressions, the village party secretary Liu Jinguang spoke first with a dark face, "Why, we're still not welcome?"
Xiang Kui immediately forced out a smile and said, "No, no, it's just that the divorce of these two children always makes me feel a little heavy. And it also caused trouble for you?"
Mrs. Zhang was also laughing and saying, "Yes, yes, Secretary Liu, Director Zhao, Accountant Song, and Bingchong, please sit down!"
Seeing their hypocritical faces, Xiang Jin couldn't help but chuckle. After the four of them sat down, she took the lead in grabbing a bench and called her mother, and Xiang Nan sat with her.
The faces of the people in the Xiang family became even more ugly after seeing what she did. Just because there were not many stools at home, they grabbed one, and someone on their side was bound to stand.
Xiang Jin glanced at them, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. There were only limited stools. If they didn't want to sit down, why should they be given to them? Whoever liked to stand would stand. The three of them had been busy all morning, so naturally they were
Find a stool and take a good rest.
Then the director of the village committee, Zhao Pengcheng, said with a smile, "The trouble is not really a trouble. After all, we were just invited by Yang Juyun and his wife to be witnesses."
The old village party secretary Liu Jinguang has always had a bluffing face, and now he still doesn't have a laugh, "Xiang Kui, Xiang Hai, I'm not telling you, what you did is not honest.
As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage. Originally, I planned to talk to you, but Yang Juyun said to me, no, that’s fine, she said no, then no, for you
I’m too lazy to talk about family matters, as long as you don’t regret it in the future!”
"Oh, yes, yes," Xiang Hai and Xiang Kui, father and son, kept nodding shyly.
The village party secretary glanced at their family with a frown, and then said, "Okay, then tell me, how will your marriage be divorced? How will the family property be divided?"
"What? You want to divide the family property? She had brought some bunks, blankets, dishes, and cabinets, but those dishes had already been beaten to pieces, and those sheets and quilts were made by their wives.
They can be built and used again. If she wants these, she can just take them back. What other property does she have?" Mrs. Zhang jumped out first.
Liu Jinguang, secretary of the village party committee, said, "I have been married into your family for more than ten years. I have worked hard and worked tirelessly to manage the family day and night. Everyone in the brigade knows that your family is what it is now because of Yang Juyun."
This woman has been able to support herself. You think there is nothing else in your family besides a house that she, Yang Juyun, has not earned? Why can't others get a share of your family property?"
The old lady Zhang argued, "The three of them have sold out all the food in the house today, what else is left to divide? Everyone in the bay has seen this, so if you don't believe me, just ask!"
After saying this, Mrs. Zhang turned aside with a dark face.
Then the village party secretary looked at Xiang Jin and his wife, and Xiang Nan said first, "It's not all sold out. Grandma still has a big cabinet in her house, which is full of millet."
Xiang Jin was surprised. If she had known earlier, she would have chopped down their door with a machete in the morning!
Then Mrs. Zhang jumped up again, pointed at Xiang Nan's nose and yelled, "You little hooves, what are you talking about? You really don't give us a way to survive!"
Xiang Jin glared at her with a stern look, "Who are you scolding? Little hoof? You didn't have a daughter yourself? It's vulgar!"
"What are you talking about, you little bitch?" Mrs. Zhang was immediately furious, and then pointed the finger directly at Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin stood up from his seat in a flash, not afraid of her at all, "I said you were vulgar, what's wrong? Look at you, you are full of filthy words. If you catch someone, they will either say 'fuck you' or 'fuck you'"
'Little bitch', 'little hoof'?
You are not a woman yourself? We are little bitches, little hoofs? Then what are you, old bitch, old hoofs?"
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she wanted to rush over to give Xiang Jin a slap, but she was stopped by Xiang Kui who was on the side. At the same time, she stopped and said, "You should say less today."
Mrs. Zhang looked at him in disbelief and said, "Didn't you hear what she scolded me for?"
Xiang Jin squeezed out a cold snort from his nostrils, "Only your state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps? If you want others to respect you, you must first respect yourself! If you don't respect yourself, why should others respect you?"
"You? You?" Mrs. Zhang pointed at Xiang Jin with an expression that was about to split her eyes.
Xiang Kuiyin shouted with a dark face, "Okay, business matters!"
Faced with the warning look from her wife, Mrs. Zhang's lips twitched a few times and finally she had to stop and give up!
Then I heard Party Secretary Liu Cun say again, "Okay, continue!"
Xiang Jin’s mother, Yang Juyun, said, “Yes, we are selling grain, some poultry, and pigs today, but I grew and raised them myself, and I sell them with a clear conscience!
As for the cupboard of grain in their house, I don’t want it, and I don’t want their property either.
But currently, we harvest all the crops grown in the fields by ourselves, except for the crops grown in our own fields, and we have to harvest half of the crops grown in the fields of the four members of their family.
Because I grew all that, the other half is equivalent to renting their fields to them, and I don’t take advantage of them.
If they don't want that grain, when the grain is produced, it will be the same if I convert that grain into money and give it to them according to the price of grain on the market at that time. However, I will harvest 10% more grain, because I can't waste it.
Give it to people to manage.”
Then the three brigade cadres and a production captain all looked at Lao Xiang's family, and the brigade accountant Song Xianshu asked, "What do you mean?"
The old woman's brows were so furrowed that she could pinch a fly. Obviously she was not satisfied with the proposal, but the old man warned her just now that her son's marriage was her first priority, so now she has an opinion.
I didn't dare to say anything, for fear that the three mothers would be unhappy and the marriage would end in divorce.
Then the people in Lao Xiang's family looked at each other, nodded, and then Xiang Kui expressed his position, "Then let's do this!"
Then the three brigade cadres and a production team leader nodded, and then the Party Secretary Liu Village said to Song Xianshu and Xiang Bingchong, "Then you write it down, and then call a few people tomorrow morning to go to the fields."
Once they are measured, everyone in the field will take care of his or her own business."
The two of them nodded, but the old woman Zhang said, "When the time comes, we will convert it into money according to the price of food on the market."
None of them had taken care of the work in the fields for more than ten years. Now she couldn't remember how many seeds were sown per acre, how much fertilizer was spread, how much fertilizer was applied in one season, how often the grass was hoed, and how much pesticide was applied.
She had already developed the habit of opening her mouth when she had clothes on her hands and food on her hands. She would not do it now if she was asked to take care of the crops.
It’s not like everyone didn’t know what she had planned, but it was also within the expectations of Xiang Jin and her daughter. However, everyone still looked at the people from Lao Xiang’s family, obviously trying to win over everyone.
Only with consent.
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