"you… "
Chen Weimin regained his senses. His daughter wasn't married yet. If he angered this scoundrel and took Cheng Qiao to the police station, he really wouldn't be able to do anything.
"What are you doing? Today is a good day for distributing food. Let's be happy."
Chen Weidang appeared in time, followed by the scorer, holding a thick scoring book in his hand. This book was the basis for distributing money and grain to each villager.
"Cheng Qiao, there are 1,320 centimeters in total, and each centimeter is 0.7 cents, which makes 92.40 yuan. Sorghum flour is 3 cents per pound, and corn flour is 0.7 cents per pound. Which one do you want?"
"I don't want food, give me money."
The food in Cheng Qiao's space can be automatically replenished after being eaten, so she is not short of food, but she is short of money, so she asked for money.
The villagers were all shocked. If she didn't want food at this time, what would she eat during the winter? This little girl was too ignorant.
Chen Weimin's eyes flashed, and he quickly took out ninety-two yuan and forty cents from the cash box and handed it to Cheng Qiao. He also handed her a pen and signaled her to sign after receiving the money.
Cheng Qiao signed her name openly. When Li Huan saw Cheng Qiao's handwriting, he admired her from the bottom of his heart. She was worthy of being his wife. Not only did she have a pretty face, but even her handwriting was so beautiful.
"Accountant Chen, you promised me that your autumn harvest would be mine."
Cheng Qiao put the money into his pocket, looked at Chen Weimin again, and reminded him somewhat embarrassedly. Chen Weimin's heart tightened, wondering how could he have forgotten about this matter.
Chen Weidang also nodded and asked the scorer to calculate the centimeters of Chen Weimin's family's autumn harvest and give it all to Cheng Qiao. The scorer looked at Chen Weimin with sympathy, picked up a pen and paper and started to calculate.
"Accountant Chen has three people working, and they work full centimeters every day for twenty days, which means six hundred centimeters, a total of seventy-two yuan."
"Oh my god, seventy-two yuan, that's a lot of money. The Chen family has been badly hurt by Chunhua."
"Yeah, with so much money, I don't know why Chunhua, that damn girl, is so crazy that she pushed Cheng Zhiqing off the ox cart for no reason."
"What else can she do? She just can't stand the fact that Cheng Zhiqing is prettier than her, so she resorted to such ruthless action."
"I feel it's a pity for Cheng Zhiqing to marry a second-rate man like this... Haha, I won't say more."
"I understand, I understand. I also feel it's a pity. Such a pretty face, but with a piece of white cloth on the forehead all day long, how shabby it is."
Zhaodi was also in the queue. Although she was Accountant Chen's wife, she still had to abide by the rules at this time, otherwise people would suspect that she had ideological problems.
She listened to the villagers' chattering, but felt relieved. As long as they didn't talk about her daughter's secret love for this second-rate guy, it would be fine. Otherwise, if her daughter tried to kill Cheng Qiao in order to snatch a man, the Chen family's reputation would be completely ruined by this damn girl.
Chen Weimin had obviously thought of this. Although he felt sorry for wasting so much money, he paid the money without hesitation and even took the initiative to sign his name.
The scorekeeper frowned when he saw Cheng Qiao took the money and didn't leave. Li Huan looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, Xu Laidi from the educated youth point still owes money to my Cheng Qiao. Isn't it time to settle the debt?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone shut up. They all remembered what happened that night. Yes, that night Cheng Qiao took out the IOU written by Xu Laidi herself. She still owed Cheng Qiao two hundred yuan.
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Cheng Qiao and Li Huan. In just a short while, Cheng Qiao had earned more than 130 yuan, plus the 200 yuan from Xu Laidie, she now had 330 yuan.
The villagers who were good at math also calculated Cheng Qiao's betrothal gift and the compensation from the Chen family. Wow, in less than a month, Cheng Qiao actually had more than 800 yuan, which was a huge sum of money.
"Cheng Zhiqing, why don't you marry my Dalang? My Dalang is much more hardworking than that second-rate guy."
Suddenly an auntie shouted loudly, and then the other village women, as long as they had sons of the right age at home, started shouting, as if they would not stop until Cheng Qiao was brought home.
Chen Weidang and Chen Weimin looked at each other. They both instantly had the idea of marrying Cheng Qiao home as their daughter-in-law, but they looked at Li Huan, who had a gloomy face, and lowered their heads.
The scorer also swallowed his saliva. If it came to settling accounts, he could do it faster than anyone else. Now he really regretted not coaxing this naive girl home earlier. Alas, it was a mistake.
"Do you want to steal my wife? Come on, let's see which is more powerful, my stone or your mouth."
Li Huan picked up a big stone from the ground and walked towards Dalang's mother. Dalang quickly stood up and stood in front of his mother, saying with a wry smile that his mother was just joking.
Although Dalang was not as tall as Li Huan, he was stronger than Li Huan. However, this strong man was obviously scared when he saw Li Huan. All the village women who had been making a fuss just now shrank their necks.
"Calculate how many centimeters Xu Laidi earned."
When Chen Weidang saw that the situation was not good, he coughed and asked loudly while looking at the scorer.
The scorekeeper turned to Xu Laidi's page and read aloud: "Xu Laidi, a total of 1,578 centimeters, 7 cents per centimeter, you can get RMB 110.46 yuan."
Chen Weimin numbly took out one hundred and ten yuan and forty-six cents from the cash box and handed it to Cheng Qiao. Just as Cheng Qiao was about to take it, Xu Laidi rushed up and snatched it away.
"Village chief, please leave some for me, otherwise I will starve to death this year."
"Village chief, you promised me that you would let Xu Laidi give me the centimeters. This is my money. She lent me 200 yuan."
"Didn't I already pay you back a hundred dollars?"
"If it wasn't for Sister Yuefang helping me, you would still be hiding the hundred yuan and not returning it. You knew I was almost starving to death, but you still hid the money and didn't return it to me. How could you be so vicious?"
“But I really have no money now.”
"You drink malted milk when you have no money, you apply vanishing cream when you have no money, and you eat cornmeal when you have no money."
The conversation between the two made the villagers look at Xu Laidi in disbelief. At this critical moment, they were all eating coarse food, but this woman actually drank malted milk, ate cornmeal, and applied cold cream.
"Give the money back to Cheng Qiao, or I'll go to the police station and report you for robbery."
Chen Weidang looked at Xu Laidi with disgust. During this period of time, his wife had been whispering in his ear how kind Cheng Qiao was and how vicious Xu Laidi was. He had heard it so many times that his ears were callused.
Xu Laidi gritted his teeth and wanted to be stubborn, but seeing the unfriendly looks from the villagers, he gave in. He threw the money on the ground, turned around and ran away. However, after running a few steps, he was frightened by Li Huan's words.