shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 113 When asking for help, etiquette must be followed

Recently, some people always choose to defecate in the woods behind instead of going to the toilet, which makes Jiang Zhimiao not even want to collect firewood.

Fortunately, the firewood they collected earlier was enough for them to use for a while, so they didn't need to suffer this unpleasant sin again.

It was really early when I got up, and it was not even bright yet. As soon as I had breakfast, it was already bright. Seeing that it was time, the two families decided to go to the village chief's house together.

After all, it is a major matter of granting homestead land, and this gift is neither light nor heavy. If you bring too little, people will feel resentful. If you bring too much, you will feel uncomfortable.

It's not that Jiang Zhimiao is stingy. If the etiquette is too heavy, and if you ask him for anything in the future, you still have to follow this standard. Once or twice is fine. If it's too much, it means you have a huge family fortune. That's too much to bear.

Besides, according to her family's standards, if others saw this, wouldn't she feel resentful?How to give gifts and what to give are still very particular.

Jiang Zhimiao proposed to send two kilograms of meat, a pot of wine, one hundred silver coins, and a bag of pastries. It was considered a door-to-door gift. If the homestead was approved, there would naturally be other benefits. These were considered their sincerity. .

When asking for help, courtesy must be observed. After thinking about it, Father Wen also agreed to this suggestion and prepared the same door-to-door gift.

There is a butcher shop at the west end of the village. Jiang Zhimiao knows about it, but has never bought it. It is said that there is also a tofu seller in the village, but the last few times he went to the market to buy so many things, he couldn't finish his own food, so he just I didn’t go to the village to buy it.

Naturally, the meat must be fresh. There is meat at home, but it was chopped several days ago. It is not easy to give away the food. With this in mind, Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing went to the west end of the village. I went to the butcher shop to chop meat.

When I went there, the butcher shop had just opened, and there wasn't much meat on the table. Maybe it was because there were few people in the village.

Tianshui Village is poor, and not many people can afford to buy meat. If you can open a butcher shop in the village, you must be determined.

The things sold in the village were more expensive than those in the town, so it was impossible to do business. The price was a penny cheaper than the ones in the town, and the meat was good. Looking at the steaming pork in front of him, Jiang Zhimiao immediately bought it. Two pounds back.

Two kilograms of meat is not much, but it is still valuable as a gift. Most of the people in the village are from poor farmers. Who would be willing to eat meat for no reason?

The business of the butcher shop is not easy despite the holidays. Fortunately, the weather is getting colder now, so the meat will not go bad for a while. If it were summer, it would be difficult to make a living.

The meat is good meat. Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing also picked up the fat and thin pork belly and chopped it. Two pounds of meat is a lot, but it is just a thick ball in the hand. It has a presence, but it is definitely not much.

It was a good start right after it opened. The butcher Lao Hu's face almost froze with laughter. Seeing that two unfamiliar young men came, they chopped four kilograms of meat at once. It was really a generous move. I thought about it and put half of the liver in.

Pork liver is not valuable, but half a piece of it costs a few cents. Although this business is not very profitable, if you can win over two wealthy owners, your future business will be easy, right?

Jiang Zhimiao naturally understood what he was thinking. The price of his meat was a penny cheaper than in the town. She bought it at a good price, so she would come again. No matter whether she gave him half of the liver or not, the result would be the same.

After smiling and chatting for a few words, the two of them walked home carrying the pork. The meat was still hot, and it looked very fresh at first sight. No one with a discerning eye could fault them for giving such a generous gift.

Father Wen and others were almost impatient. Seeing that it was getting late and the two children hadn't come back yet, he became anxious and started spinning in circles.

Seeing him like that, Mother Wen tugged at the corner of his clothes and comforted him, then saw Jiang Zhimiao and his wife walking towards him.

Everyone was here, and the gifts were also given. A large group of people walked towards Wu Changsheng's house carrying large and small bags.Several children were entrusted to Mr. Wen by Jiang Zhimiao. He now looks completely indifferent to the world. Few things can arouse his interest. Everyone feels at ease when the children are entrusted to him and it can be regarded as settled. A big deal.

They were so light without a baby, and with several children around them, they had to be distracted to take care of them. With Old Wen taking care of them, they could free their hands and feet to discuss the homestead.

Wen Zhuqing and Jiang Zhimiao actually don't have to go, but Wen's father thinks it's better to go. From now on, they will all be from the same village. It can be an eye-opener for such a big event with two children.

A few people came early, and the village chief's house hadn't opened the door yet. It was cold, and most people didn't want to get up until they woke up naturally.

Now there is no need to wait on Tian anymore, all the capable people are doing the work, and when there is enough firewood and everything at home, they are naturally willing to stay at home and stay warm.

Seeds are precious and precious. If you go to the fields at this time even though it is cold, you will only lose your personal wealth. If you have that kind of time, it is better to go out to work.

Looking at the slightly whitish crimson door in front of him, Father Wen hesitated for a moment, slightly bent his finger bones, and knocked twice "dong dong dong".

"Who is it?" A slightly dissatisfied female voice passed through the door and reached everyone's ears, followed immediately by another heartbreaking cry of a baby.

Father Wen was startled by the sudden cry and stayed there for a few seconds. Just as he was about to reply to her, he heard her say again: "Who is it? It's so early in the morning. Can you still have a happy birthday in a few days?" I’m tired of knocking all day long!”

This sentence completely blocked Father Wen's words. Seeing his coquettish appearance, Mother Wen couldn't stand it. Through a wooden door, she replied in a loud voice: "Auntie, we are here to discuss the matter with the village chief. Homestead thing.”

Seeing that there were no more complaints, she continued: "Auntie, is the village chief at home? Didn't we decide on two homestead sites yesterday? I thought it would be sooner rather than later, so I'm here to implement this matter today."

Approval of homestead land was a big deal. Even if Aunt Sun was dissatisfied, she would not dare to interfere with a man's important matter. She cursed and stepped forward to open the door.

The older people got up early, Wu Changsheng had actually woken up early, and the Wu family was sitting in the main room eating dinner.

Generally speaking, if you have a good idea, you won't come to someone else's house for dinner. However, this person not only came, but was also choosing what to order. At the dinner table, the faces of the Wu family became dark.

Food was so expensive that no one in her family could bear to eat it, let alone feed it to others. When she thought about how ignorant the people outside were, Aunt Sun put on a face as sinister as a dead person and reluctantly opened the door.

Three adults and two half adults, as if they had agreed upon it, all stood at the door. Seeing so many people, Aunt Sun's face couldn't get any more stinky.

"Auntie, I'm really sorry for bothering you. We were also worried that someone else would take the place we reserved yesterday, so we rushed here early in the morning to make the reservation." Mother Wen showed a smile, lowered her posture, and said softly.

She stretched out her hand to avoid hitting the smiling person. Seeing that she had a good attitude, Aunt Sun's anger was extinguished. She curled her lips and reluctantly let them in.

Everything was in the hands of Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing. Father Wen and Mother Wen were in front, blocking her view. Only when the adults entered the door did she realize that they had brought gifts.

Looking at the gifts in their hands, Aunt Sun changed her face so fast that even Jiang Zhimiao was stunned. She looked like the face-changing spokesperson of Sichuan Opera.

(End of this chapter)