Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 33
The shrewd black eyes of the weasel rolled around, and its high-pitched voice rang in Yang Xiao's mind.

"Come on? Are you going to be old?"

Yang Xiao thought that the weasel was playing sloppy with her, so she immediately raised the stick in her hand angrily, and said, "Talk to me well."

The weasel said with a slight cry: "I'm not talking nonsense. I'm 17 years old this year, but I've never heard of such a thing."

"Seventeen? Old age?"

Yang Xiao couldn't help laughing, is 17 years old considered an advanced age?

"I'm still 24 years old, and I don't dare to call myself old. Why are you pretending to me when you are 17 years old? Didn't you say that you can live a thousand years?"

The weasel's eyes widened and he asked, "One thousand years old? Who said that? I can't even think about it! I'm thankful that I can live to be 20 years old. My grandpa's grandpa's grandpa's grandpa The generation of your grandpa’s grandpa, I have seen your grandpa, but my grandpa’s grandpa’s grandpa’s grandpa’s grandpa has been dead for 80 years, and your grandpa is still there, so who do you think we are? Refined?"

Yang Xiao said: "Your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather recognizes my grandfather?"

Weasel corrected it and said, "It's not grandpa's grandpa's grandpa, it's grandpa's grandpa's grandpa's grandpa's grandpa, six grandpas."

"Are you talking to me again, aren't you? Even if you can only live to be 20 years old, then the generation of your six grandpas must... three or four hundred years ago, my grandpa was only 400 years old, how could your six grandpas seen?'

The weasel felt aggrieved, and said: "What I said is the truth. Your calculation is wrong. Our weasel can give birth in three years. My dad passed away last year and lived to be 19 years old. My grandpa is 26 years old. My grandpa is 29 years old. My father is 32 years old, my grandpa's grandpa is [-] years old, my grandpa's grandpa's..."

"Alright, alright, alright."

Yang Xiao interrupted the other party's tongue-twister words, and said, "I see, it means that you weasels haven't become fine?"

"I don't even know what you mean by becoming fine. What exactly do you mean?"

"It's okay, let's go, you are not allowed to steal chickens from me in the future, and you are not allowed to come to our village to steal chickens and dogs, do you hear me?"

Hearing this, the weasel immediately showed a humanized frown, frowning together, and said: "Old god, you can make things difficult for me, and now our weasel's life is becoming more and more difficult, listen My grandpa’s grandpa said, you used to be low-walled earthen houses, and the chickens were very easy to pull. Now the materials you use are very hard. It took me three days to dig out the hole, and I had a big head on it. Bag……"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you dare to come again, I will break your leg, do you believe it or not?"

"Okay, okay, I promise I won't come. Even if I die in the mountains, I won't come out, okay?"

Yang Xiao suddenly felt that the other party was a bit pitiful, and said in a soft tone, "Actually, it's not necessary. Why do you have to steal chickens? There are so many frogs, cockroaches, and mice on the roadside, you just eat them."

"Old fairy, I am a weasel, not a snake, why should I eat that thing?"

Yang Xiao realized that he really couldn't speak to the other party, so he didn't stop talking, and directly used force to deter the other party and drive him out.

After driving away the weasels, Yang Xiao lay back on the wicker chair and continued chatting with Yang Le.

"Xiaoxiao, where are you? Are you still there?"

"Yes, brother, did you ask the price?"

"I've asked, one mu is three hundred and seven a year, it depends on how big your parcel is."

"Just the range I told you before."

"I asked the village accountant to calculate it. Your area is about 12 square meters, which is [-] mu, which is about [-] square meters."

Yang Xiao knew it well, [-] years is really not expensive, you know, that is [-] acres of mountain land!

Three hundred and seventy-one acres, this price, it is estimated that there are few lower prices in the country.

"Okay, I am very satisfied with the price. You can see if you can talk to him again. The lower the better, you can send me a message after it is finalized, and I will go there later."

"no problem."

It didn't take long, about 10 minutes later, Yang Le sent another message, saying that the price has been reduced to [-], which seems to be the limit, and the village is unwilling to give up any more.

For this price, Yang Xiao was very happy from the bottom of his heart. It would be even better if he could sign a ten-year contract at once.

He called his parents and asked Yang Huaimin to watch the vegetable field for him, while he came to the village committee with the necessary information.

Everything is as Yang Le said. After arriving at the place, he signed some agreements, and then handed over 10 yuan to the village committee in one lump sum, of which 4 yuan was a deposit. If Yang Xiao violated the content of the agreement, or If you did something illegal, then the 4 yuan will not be refunded.

Yang Xiao herself didn't think about retiring.He came to the door of the village director and glanced at the QR code hanging on the door.

"Di."

The old village head and the village director looked at Yang Xiao at the same time, he had already paid, so why scan the QR code at this time?

"The Fortune Treasure arrives in the account, 20 yuan."

A reminder sounded, and the entire office fell silent.

The old village chief was suspicious and shocked, and asked, "Yang Xiao, what are you?"

"Village chief, our village has been ranked at the bottom of Beitang Town in terms of economy for a long time. You have contributed a lot, but you can't blame you for this. The location of our village is too remote, and there has been severe drought in northern Liaoning in recent years. Everyone lost money. I donated this little money to the village. See where you need it, and use it first."

No one has donated money in Qinghegou for more than ten years, not even three or five hundred!
The life of the villagers is called a poverty, and the lid of the pot can't be lifted. Who has donated to the village committee before?

Hearing this, the old village chief was so moved that he immediately held Yang Xiao's hand affectionately, "Yang Xiao, good boy, I thank you on behalf of the whole village for your money! The bridge at the west entrance of the village It looked like it was going to collapse a long time ago, we applied for money from the town many times, but it was not approved, your money came at the right time!"

"Grandpa, the village chief, don't say that. I'm also from Qinghegou. I should contribute. It's a pity that I don't have any extra money in my hand now, otherwise I wouldn't even think about the dirt road we left the village. Fix it. It's too much suffering to go in and out every day!" Yang Xiao said.

The village chief held Yang Xiao's hand a little harder, shook it firmly, and said, "Good boy, it's enough for you to have this kind of heart! You have seen the situation in our village, and at present it is only your family who grows the hand. The food has made money, so you must give the big guy a hand when it is convenient for you!"

(End of this chapter)