I asked you to pan for gold, do you understand panning for gold? Do you use a car to pull it?

The old man was very happy.

"Xiaofeng, why are you here?" The village chief came out and smiled at Chen Feng, asking knowingly.

"Oh, it's all thanks to my uncle's help this morning, otherwise the Wang family would not have let me go."

"I know you like to drink, so I bought you a box of beer." Chen Feng said while holding something.

"Come here, what are you bringing? Why are you so awkward? Come and sit down." The village chief took a look at the things and greeted them.

Chen Feng put the things at the door and sat on the chair in the kitchen with the village chief.

"Come, have a cigarette." The village chief took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Feng, who took it and lit it for the village chief.

"Well, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you were a little impulsive this time. You said you got beaten up, so I went there. If I didn't go, you would have to stay in jail for a few days."

"Old Wang's wife is just a nagging person, so it's not worth it to argue with her." The village chief took a puff of cigarette and said.

"Indeed, now that I think about it, I was a little impulsive." Chen Feng said with a laugh.

"Did you send the money to someone?" the village chief asked.

"Yes, I asked Lao Lu to send it. It would be embarrassing for me to go there." Chen Feng said.

"Okay, just find someone to send it, and everything will be fine once the money is sent." The village chief took a deep puff of cigarette and said.

The two chatted casually, and the village chief asked casually: "Does your family farm the land or does your mother farm it by herself? Didn't you ask someone to help?"

Chen Feng paused for a moment. He always felt that the village chief's words had some other meaning. He thought for a while and said: "Yes, she does it herself. Sometimes she can ask my uncle to help her when she is busy."

"But my uncle is also busy. It won't be much if he can help."

The village nodded: "Indeed, there is not much land anyway, so you can farm it slowly. You can still help and you can handle it."

"Yes, these are all small things." Chen Feng smiled.

"How is your father? Do you contact him normally?" asked the village chief.

"No, who knows where he has been all these years." Chen Feng said indifferently.

"Well, he may be working outside. Don't take it too seriously. He may come back in a few years."

"He hasn't come back once in all these years?" asked the village chief.

"No, I haven't seen him. Maybe he has become a big boss outside." Chen Feng laughed.

"That's possible." The village chief also laughed.

The two chatted casually for a while, and Chen Feng found that the village chief was just chatting, and he didn't ask him or do anything.

"Okay, uncle, you go first. I have something to do at home. I'm leaving first." Chen Feng stood up and said.

"Okay, come if you have something. We are all from the same village, not outsiders." The village chief stood up and said to Chen Feng.

"Okay, I'm leaving, uncle." Chen Feng waved his hand and left here.

After Chen Feng left, the village chief's wife whispered: "His father hasn't come back once in these years?"

"Is he not going to come back?"

The village chief was silent for a while and said: "Who knows whether what he said is true or false. Maybe he doesn't dare to come back."

Chen Feng was walking on the way back, still thinking in his mind. He thought the village chief helped him and wanted him to take one of his relatives to pan for gold.

After all, apart from this, there is nothing else that he is interested in.

But it seems that the village chief has no such intention at all, which is really strange.

When he got home, Chen Feng repeated the content of the chat with Liu Ping.

"He talks well, but when you really find him, he can't do it."

"If you are so good at talking, why don't you move our land to another place." Liu Ping said disdainfully.

"Isn't it the same for officials?" Chen Feng smiled and didn't care.

"It's better if he doesn't ask me for help. I want peace and quiet. If he really asks me to take his relatives to pan for gold, he has just helped me. Do you think I will agree or not?" Chen Feng stretched and said.

"Brother Feng, I heard that you and Lao Wang's wife had a fight. What's the situation?" Lin Nian rushed in.

He went to the field to weed with his grandfather in the morning, and only found out what happened when he came back.

"It's okay, a small problem. I guess she won't dare to compare me again this time." Chen Feng smiled.

"Oh my god, I heard that you beat up Lao Wang's wife and even broke the glass. The police came?"

"Why didn't you call me?" Lin Nian sat over and said.

"What? I asked you to beat her up with me." Chen Feng laughed.

"Even if I don't do it, I have to help the place. What if you get hurt?" Lin Nian said innocently.

"That's not the case. I wanted to find you to make some extra money, but today

The plan is ruined." Chen Feng said regretfully.

"Not only did I not make any money, I also lost 400 yuan. Don't be so impulsive in the future." Liu Ping added on the side.

"But I can't listen to her nagging me all the time. The 400 yuan is worth it." Chen Feng laughed.

"That's 400 yuan, it's worth nothing." Liu Ping felt distressed when she thought of the 400 yuan.

"There is no extra money at this point, but someone in the next village is recruiting workers. It seems that they will weed the fields tomorrow, 60 yuan a day, are you going, brother?" Lin Nian asked.

"No, a good man doesn't make a fixed amount of money. I can only get 60 yuan for weeding a day. I might as well go to the abandoned mine. "Chen Feng shook his head.

He wanted to earn the kind of money that was a matter of luck. The more he worked, the more he earned. At least he had motivation.

He didn't like to do such a job that would make him 60 yuan a day even if his arms were torn off.

After chatting with Lin Nian for a while, seeing that Chen Feng was fine, Lin Nian went home.

In the evening, Chen Feng went to Zheng Ping's house.

"Brother Zheng, are you planting seedlings?"

As soon as Chen Feng entered the house, he saw the earthen pots all over the floor. Zheng Ping and his wife were watering the seeds in them.

Some crops cannot be planted now because the temperature is not suitable, so they will plant them in the house first.

Then wait for a while until the temperature is suitable, and then transplant the seedlings outside, so that they can grow faster.

"Here you are, Fengzi, sit down." Zheng Ping waved him in, shook the dirt off his hands, and gave him a cigarette.

"Fengzi, what happened this morning? Did you have a fight with Lao Wang's wife?" Mao Min asked curiously.

"She's a bad mouth. "Chen Feng didn't say much.

"She is indeed easy to talk to. This time, we have met a tough guy." Mao Min nodded with deep understanding.

"Brother Zheng, are you going to pan for gold tomorrow?" Chen Feng asked.

"Tomorrow..."

Zheng Ping took out his mobile phone and took a look, thinking for a while.

"It's probably not possible. It will be cloudy tomorrow, and the weather forecast says it will rain. Do you want to go?" Zheng Ping smiled.

"Of course not. It's not fun to stay at home." Chen Feng said.

"Let's see the day after tomorrow. I guess the weather will be better the day after tomorrow." Zheng Ping thought for a while and said.

"Okay, let's talk about it the day after tomorrow. You two should be busy first." Chen Feng said as he walked.

"Okay, go slowly." Zheng Ping sent him out the door.

After he left, Mao Min couldn't help but say, "Fengzi is addicted to panning."

"Of course not. If I could make thousands of dollars a day like him, I would be addicted too. "Zheng Ping sighed as he planted the seedlings.