Through the farm gate, the delicate husband turned black

Chapter 165 The Village Chief, The Old Guy

The village chief became thoughtful, and muttered to himself: "Our, ours?"

She was taken aback by her man's words, because she had never thought about this issue, and she never thought that her man was so ambitious that he wanted to seize other people's property.

The village chief Fulang said disapprovingly: "Don't the wife-owner want more money?"

This kind of person is speechless after being asked by him, he is a fool, and he knows whether it is good to ask for money.

"Remember, as long as my nephew marries Ling Ge, no matter how rich he is, he will never forget us." The village chief Fu Lang said confidently.

The most important thing is that his nephew has not yet married at a young age. The main reason is that he is arrogant and not ordinary, so he has been entrusted with his age. In a marriage, the benefits of others will not be less than their own.

For the village chief Fulang, this matter can be said to kill two birds with one stone, so the expression on his face became more and more treacherous.

When the village head saw her man like this, her back felt inexplicably cold. She wondered if he had planned on her like this when she was young?

The village chief Fulang continued: "My wife, do you think my method is good?"

"Okay, okay." The village chief said bravely, but in his heart he was complaining about his man's scheming, and she had to be more careful in the future.

Seeing that his wife and master agreed, the village chief's husband smiled even deeper.

The village chief just remembered something and said, "Ling Ge seems to have a husband?"

She thought of Shen Yi next to Ling Ge, wasn't she her man?
The village chief, Fu Lang, said with a cold snort: "What kind of husband is this? He hasn't married yet, and he doesn't know where he came from. He follows the woman eagerly. If it's my son, I'll break his legs." , I didn’t learn well at a young age.”

The village chief looked at his man's fierce look, but he couldn't say anything to refute, and his heart felt cold.

"My wife, let me go out for a while and tell my nephew the good news." The village head Fulang couldn't wait to go out.

The village chief watched his man go out, and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. The man is really scary.

"Ge'er." Seeing that she was about to get home and had no chance to speak, Ling's mother hurriedly yelled at Ling Ge.

Ling Ge looked at Mother Ling expressionlessly, what did she want to do?
Mother Ling panicked when she saw Ling Ge looking at her with such eyes, but she still wanted to talk.

"Ge'er, I know I was wrong. I won't gamble again in the future. I will pay back the money slowly, so I won't hurt you." Mother Ling said solemnly.

Ling Ge said unmoved: "Do you think I can still believe what you say now?"

Mother Ling was stunned for a moment, yes, I am afraid that I am not worthy of people's trust in my current state.

She smiled wryly and continued: "Ge'er, whether you believe me or not, I will never continue to gamble."

When Ling's mother said this, her expression was more real than before, Ling Ge looked at it and said nothing.

"I owe the money to the gambling house, and I will pay it back myself." Mother Ling continued.

"Return? How are you going to pay it back? Do you still have money?" Ling Ge said indifferently, looking at Mother Ling.

"I will work more. When the family is not so busy, I will go out to find work, and I can always pay back the money." Mother Ling said again.

"It's up to you, I won't pay anyway." Ling Ge said firmly.

She didn't want to give Ling's mother money. Only after she had endured hardships did she know that making money is not easy, so she can quit gambling.

"Well, I don't want you to pay for it." Mother Ling was also relieved to see Ling Ge's tone was flat.

She was not afraid that Ling Ge would not pay back the money for her, but she was afraid that she would be very angry.

"Mother, take care of yourself, you're already old, and you won't be old enough to owe a debt." Ling Ge said leisurely.

Although what she said was a bit harsh, she actually cared about Mother Ling very much.

Ling's mother nodded, this time she has a long memory, and she will never gamble again. When she gambles, she chops her hands and threatens herself.

Ling Ge didn't know what she was thinking, because they had already reached the door of the house at this time, Shen Yi and Song Wu were waiting for them outside, and when they saw them coming, Shen Yi was the first to run over.

He stood in front of Ling Ge and stopped. Ling Ge thought he would give him a big hug, but he was thinking too much.

Shen Yi also wanted to give Ling Ge a hug, but there were so many people here, he was embarrassed to do such an outrageous thing.

"Ge'er, how's the matter?" Shen Yi asked with concern, without blinking his eyes.

"Go in and talk." Ling Ge felt that standing outside was not the place to talk, not to mention there were villagers at home, so let's talk together, and let them make up their own minds.

"Okay." Shen Yi obediently followed Ling Ge without asking anything.

Seeing them come back safely, Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, I have something to tell you all." Ling Ge stood in the crowd solemnly.

Several people in the village, you look at me, I look at you, their expressions are very nervous, they don't know what Ling Ge wants to say.

"Where is the village chief? We have already discussed it. Let the villagers pick zong leaves together, and it will cost two cents a catty."

When Xiao Lan heard Ling Ge say this, her face was a bit ugly. Now she helps Ling Ge pick the zong leaves for [-] Wen a day, and at least [-] catties can only cost [-] Wen, which is about the same, but there are so many people in the village Look, what if Ling Ge doesn't need so many in the future?
Everyone's thoughts were exactly the same as Xiao Lan's, and they were all vaguely worried.

Seeing this, Ling Ge could understand everyone's feelings. It's just that zongzi is not something that is often made. Once the zongzi leaves are gone, or the townspeople get tired of eating them, they won't make them anymore.

"Ling Ge, why did you start collecting zong leaves? Didn't you agree that we would pick them?" Someone couldn't help asking.

People are selfish, once they touch on the issue of interests, they can say anything.

"I don't want to either. The village chief can't do anything about it. Everyone is jealous when they see that you are making money." Ling Ge said in embarrassment.

Knowing about this, Xiao Lan calmed everyone down and said, "This matter has nothing to do with Ling Ge, it's the village head, the old guy who is behind it. Ling Ge will have a money-making guy in the future. If we can think of all of us, we will continue to work on it." Help out, make sure you do well.”

The old guy, the village chief?Ling Ge felt that her description was really apt.

The village chief sneezed heavily in his own home, who was talking about her.

"Don't worry, I will find all of you for any work in the future. Now you go back and tell your family to pick them together. It would be good if you can earn more." Ling Ge reminded.

Everyone heard what she said, and hurried home.

(End of this chapter)