Chapter 320: How Many Mu of Land

ling in the village, finding a reliable man and starting her own family again. Being her own boss would be much more satisfying than being someone else's slave, wouldn't itFang Jinshi had long seen Ch...Wang Yan'er hurriedly picked up the grain at her feet. She couldn't believe it even in her dreams, she had actually managed to squeeze out grain from her grandfather's hands.

Fang Jinxiu didn't consider these twenty or thirty kilograms of grain as anything special, but to her, it was like a life-saving straw. Even just one kilogram would be good.

"Grandfather, don't be too much. What use is this meager amount of food to fool anyone" Fang Jinshu looked coldly, knowing this was far from over.

For all these years that Zong Hu has worked as a cow and horse for the Zong family, is this twenty or thirty pounds of grain all he's worth

The old man, however, gave them a look that said, "Take it or leave it." He declared, "This is all the food we have, not a single grain more. If you don't want it, just give it back to us."

Fang Jinshi saw that he was so petty, wanting food as if it were his life. Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind: if she couldn't have the grain, she would find another way.

"Grandpa, don't treat us all like fools. There's definitely more food in your hands than this. Forget it, we won't hold you to the amount you gave."

"Since you're unwilling to give us more rations, at least you could give us a little more money, right"

The old patriarch almost fainted, "What I've already distributed the food to them, why do you still want to take my silver"

Fang Jinshu quickly seized the loophole in his words, "Hey, you just said you had no silver on hand, how do you now admit to having some"

When the elder realized something was wrong, it was already too late. The words had been spoken.

He glared at Fang Jinshu with fury, “Even if I have silver in my hands, so what That's the retirement fund my mother and I saved together!”

"I wouldn't even expect you ingrates, who split our family apart, to contribute to my retirement. You have the nerve to come here and try to drain our savings"

Fang Jinxiu wasn't that easily fooled, though.

"What kind of family fortune The clan has been run by you and Grandma for so many years, controlling all the possessions in the house, even an egg wouldn't be spared."

"Everyone made money and it all needs to be turned in. This silver was earned by the whole family, how did it become your coffin money"

"As far as I know, before the drought hit our village, Zong Hu was the main laborer in his family. He did most of the work in the fields."

"The household's grain harvest was brought in, and after paying taxes and keeping some for storage, there were two or three percent left over. You almost sold it all every year."

"And the money from selling the grain Did that also become your coffin money"

"Old Master, you're both angry and surprised, “How do you know so much about our family affairs”

Wasn't Fang Jinshu already married to their village before this Zong Lao looked at Zong Yu, his molars grinding from anger.

"Sure enough, he's a white-eyed wolf who forgets his roots after marrying a wife."

This despicable Zong Yu actually told Fang Jinxiu about everything.

Zong Yu stepped forward to stand beside Fang Jinxiu, "She is my wife, my family. What's wrong with her"

He had an air of self-assurance, his tone brimming with doting affection. Fang Jinxiu turned back and smiled at her own man.

Good girl.

I just want to hug him and give him a reward kiss right now.

Zong Yu only cares that his wife is happy. He doesn't care who is truly good to him, or who is selfish. He's not blind to the difference between right and wrong.

After smiling at his own daughter-in-law, Zong Yu put on a serious and angry expression, looking straight at Old Man Zong.

"Grandpa, you're being so cold to Elder Brother Zong Hu."

"I know you've never liked me, so I won't hold it against you. But Zong Hu is your grandson, the one you raised with love. If he were awake now and saw what you're doing, how heartbroken he would be."

Fang Jinshu was stunned, staring blankly at her own man.

I thought this silly fellow was clumsy and couldn't speak well, but I didn't expect him to be so eloquent. Look at how these words hit Zong Lao's heart.

The elder's face changed, his gaze shifted to Zong Hu lying on the ground.

This was the first time that Patriarch Wang had turned his attention to this dying great-grandson since Wang Yanei proposed the division of the family.

His brow twitched, as if a hint of pity crossed his face.

Fāng Jǐnxu sheng rè dǎtiě shuōdào, “Yéye, wǒ zhīdào xiànzài dàjiā rìzi dū bù hǎo guò, nǐmen xiǎng duō liú diǎn qiáncái bàngshēn.”

"Alright, then we won't take the silver. But Big Brother Zong Hu and Sister Yan'er truly can't rely on this food for very long."

"How about this Give them a few more mu of land as compensation for the shortage in grain."

This way, the villagers won't have any further objections to you.er.""Ahem.""Little, little grass is going to die too."Little grass!Fang Jinshi's eyes widened suddenly, and the person speaking was her little sister Xiaochao!Isn't she from the Fang family How could...