Cute Wife's Farming Life

Chapter 221
Yes!

When the men at home talk, there is no reason for women to intervene!
What's more, it was not someone else who came here, one was the head of the town and the other was the head of the village. It's fine if it's not Qian's turn to intervene, let alone her turn to sit on an equal footing with them.

There was no one else at home on weekdays, and he never took this matter to heart.

He didn't take it to heart, but Qian didn't think too much about it. Looking at the person in front of him, why didn't he know that he was waiting on the sidelines? Was scolded.

How unlucky!

"What are you doing here! Stand aside!"

This is just great.

In front of the old village head, he left the impression that he couldn't even take care of his own wife. In front of the old village head, among the several candidates for village head, he was considered the most advantageous.

But now... who knows!
However, in order to restore the old village chief's impression of him, Chen Linghong had no choice but to take his anger out on Qian, scolded her, and shouted.

When he yelled at her, Qian was so frightened that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys flew away.

Neck shrunk, backed away, heart beating like a drum, face pale.

This time, all of her face was lost.

Damn Liu's little bastard, if she hadn't caused today's incident, why would she have lost such a big face!

After Mrs. Qian left, Chen Linghong turned his head and shifted his gaze to the dilapidated tabletop. His face was gloomy and he frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing him like this, Chen Wu didn't make a sound.

After a long time, Chen Linghong raised his head, looked at Chen Wu and Feng Zhenhua, and said, "According to what the village chief said, the family donates one tael of silver and one hundred catties of grain a year."

One hundred catties of grain can produce eighty catties of white flour and twenty catties of wheat bran.

This option is more appropriate.

Chen Linghong backed down on this matter, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, what Chen Linghong mentioned before is really too high.

"In this case, let's start writing the separation papers. Zheng Yuan, you can write it."

Chen Zhengyuan read books for several years when he was young.

Although not perfect, but still know a lot of words.

Moreover, in these years, he basically wrote the family separation documents in the village, so this matter should not trouble him.

When Chen Yuanshou went to find them, he said that they were to preside over the division of the family, so when Chen Zhengyuan came, he had already brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The white paper was spread out in seven copies.

Each one writes the same separation document.

It took less than half an hour for Chen Zhengyuan to finish writing.

At this moment, it was already past noon, and the big guys separated here despite their hunger.

"It's finished, let Jing Hao take a look."

After Chen Zhengyuan finished writing, he took out one and gave it to Chen Jinghao.

He is the only one who can read in this family.

Let him take a look, lest there will be any problems later.

But Chen Jinghao didn't pick it up, shook his head lightly, and said, "I've read it when the second uncle wrote it, so I'll just follow what the second uncle wrote."

"Then since there is no problem, you can put your fingerprints on it."

Hearing what Chen Jinghao said, Chen Zhengyuan nodded slightly, and then looked at Chen Wu with the document.

Chen Wu received his gaze, raised his eyes and glanced in the room, and said.

As soon as he said that, Chen Linghong first wrote down his name on the white paper.

He is illiterate, but one day before he suddenly got interested and asked Chen Jinghao to teach him to write his own name.

As soon as he finished writing, the four brothers Chen Yuanfu, Chen Yuanlu, Chen Yuanshou, and Chen Yuankang pressed their fingerprints on the seven documents in turn.

In the end, Feng Zhenhua and Chen Wu acted as witnesses and wrote down their names in the column of witnesses.

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(End of this chapter)