Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 237

"It's not a loss. Although this place will be idle for a while, if you invest in advance, when you need it, it will save a lot of money."

Ding Shitou shook his head and explained with a smile.

"We settled in the village. It would be more convenient to have our own house. Now we live in the village when we open a school, but we will always go to the city in the future."

Ding Dian bolted the courtyard door, came back and said with a smile.

He and the boss agree that opening a school is making money now, but it won't be for a lifetime, and even if it's a long-term business in the future, it won't be limited to the village.

The yard here is not small anymore. If you tidy it up and set up a school in the city, even a couple of schoolchildren can earn more money.

Naturally, this is a plan for the future, and now it is still necessary to consolidate and promote teaching experience, characteristics, and abilities in the village.

It's easier to do everything when you're famous.

"Boss, why did you buy such a big house so cheaply? No matter how short of money they are, they wouldn't sell it so casually, would they?"

Xiaofu is still puzzled, and Sister Lingdang also feels the same way, without a sense of reality.

"Because in this month, two people died in one day." Ding Shitou said, but it only made the faces of the three sisters change, and they were not scared to cry.

After all, they can become orphans and wander around, and they have also experienced the death and separation of their relatives. Later, they have seen plagues, slept in deserted temples, and lived in haunted houses...

In their view, humans and ghosts can only be divided into good and bad in quality, and visible or invisible in form.

Dante Stone still talked about the reason for the bad luck, and let them know that this is bad luck in the eyes of others, but it is not a problem for them at all.

Because the two people who died in one day were the parents of the original owner, Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen is doing business in the capital. This is an old house where his parents and old servants live. But at the beginning of the month, Mr. Chen's family came back to visit the tomb and worship their ancestors.

But his father kept talking about dreaming about his grandpa, and he drowned in the pond at the corner of the courtyard because he was drunk and lost his footing on the night he came back from sweeping the tomb.

His mother didn't see anyone coming back in the middle of the night, and the servants didn't find anyone going out, so they searched everywhere, and finally found his father in this pond, and he was dead when he was fished out.

His mother was already sick, and when she saw his father died, she was so sad that she fell on the body and cried out of breath, and died too.

And let this accident become unlucky and rush to move, just because this pond is the place where his grandfather drowned.

Also drunk.

So everyone thought it was his grandfather who took his father away.

Mr. Chen was afraid of becoming the next one, and his wife and concubine were also afraid of ending up like a mother-in-law, so no one objected to selling the house at a low price.

With their family business, 100 taels is really nothing, but now they can't care about how much the house can sell, but want to sell it quickly, otherwise it will be locked and turned into a haunted house all year round, and they feel even more eerie in their hearts.

Naturally, the news that the Chen family's parents died overnight has already spread around the neighborhood.

It's just that this matter also made everyone feel infiltrating, and the parents died, so they didn't spread it loudly, so it didn't spread throughout Hangzhou.

After March [-]th, Mr. Chen Zhangluo moved. Judging by the posture of this move, it is hard to say whether Wuqi will come back to visit the grave.

"Boss, is it true that Mr. Chen was called away by his dead father?"

"Boss, are there really ghosts in this world?"

"Boss, is this Mr. Chen very afraid of being called away by his grandfather and father?"

In the kitchen, the three sisters sat on a small stool and asked questions curiously after hearing the story.

(End of this chapter)