She was originally greedy for money and food, and her total possessions were less than fifty copper coins. She was so poor that she had no money!

"It's not easy for me as a woman to raise several children. I really don't have a single copper in my family."

The village chief touched his small stubble, pondered for a moment, and then sighed and said: "Hey, for Lin Er's sake, I will advance you these fifty copper coins, and the rice will be harvested soon."

Collect it. When the farming season is busy, there will be many places for work. I will introduce you to some jobs. If you work hard and make money, you can return it to me."

"Dad! You don't know what kind of virtue Aunt Jiang is. Even if Dongzi and the others make money, she won't be able to pay it back to you! Wouldn't the loaned money be wasted?"

The tall and strong boy just now became a little anxious when he heard the village chief talking about borrowing money. He quickly came over and said, but his loud voice still ignored everyone.

Jiang Yan also thought for a moment, then nodded slightly to the village chief and said to his sons: "We would like to thank the village chief for his help. When the farming season is busy, the day laborers introduced by the village chief should work hard and earn money.

No need to give it to me, just give it back to the village chief."

Village Chief Lin waved his hand and then asked the young man with a loud voice to count out fifty copper coins.

The young man counted the copper coins aggrievedly and glared at Jiang Yan, as if he was counting his lifeblood.

Village Chief Lin thought about Liu Xiaomeng's life experience and couldn't help but sigh. They are all poor people. He only hoped that the Lin family could treat her better.

The young man counted the fifty coins several times and rubbed them back and forth. Village Chief Lin couldn't bear to look at his mother-in-law appearance, so he snatched the coins and handed them to the Liu family who were watching eagerly in public.

Liu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law, who is fat, dark-skinned and slovenly, is carefully counting the coins she has received.

"I said your Linjia Village is so poor that even a fifty copper plate is covered with ink for a long time. In the future, girls from that village will dare to marry into your village?"

After counting the money, she said sarcastically that if the original person was still there, he would curse her for three hundred rounds.

However, Jiang Yan couldn't speak. There were many people who could speak, but an auntie pinched her waist and scolded her back.

"Bah! We can afford it, let alone fifty cents, even five hundred cents! But is your daughter worth it? Who doesn't know that Liu Xiaomeng was adopted by you and has been working as a girl all day long? You want to starve her to death.

I’ll give you fifty coppers, so hurry up and smile!”

"Just a broom star. I heard that her parents were killed by her."

"No wonder you have to marry into the Lin family and endure hardships. It turns out that you are a bad guy." Unknown people in the village were talking about it.

Jiang Yan frowned and followed Lin Nan's gaze. She saw a thin girl with red eyes, as if she was waiting for the fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board after negotiating a good price, her face was ashen and silent.

This is Liu Xiaomeng, who is even thinner than she remembers. Jiang Yan feels inexplicably distressed when she looks at her. With such a small body, she looks like a pitiful little girl whose father doesn't care for her and whose mother doesn't love her.

The fat and dark auntie blushed when people said that she was a loser. She straightened her slightly plump figure and said as if giving alms: "Huh, fifty cents is fifty cents. The right is for our Liu family."

Help you, the bachelors of the Lin family!"

Many people in Linjia Village were so angry at these words that they rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight.

Worried that things would get serious, the village chief quickly calmed down and persuaded the Liu family to leave. When he turned around, he saw Liu Xiaomeng looking longingly at the Liu family as they walked away.

No one said a word to her, leaving her alone in this strange place.

"From now on, just live a good life with Lin Nan." The village chief sighed and walked away.

Liu Xiaomeng's tears were streaming down her face, and Jiang Yan looked at the Liu family in silence, talking to each other as they walked away.

The small mud yard suddenly became quiet.

"Second brother, go and coax your wife into good health and close the courtyard door." Only when the spectators slowly dispersed did Jiang Yan have the energy to look around the house.

It has mud walls, a mud floor, and thatched roof, with drafts leaking from all sides. If it rained heavily, she doubted that the house would be washed away by the rain.

The sons were sallow, skinny, and tanned. They were all dressed in coarse linen clothes, which were patched, and wore straw sandals on their feet. They looked like refugees fleeing famine.

Everyone looked at her carefully, especially Lin Nan, who was even ready to be beaten up by his mother.

"Gulu~"

Jiang Yan heard her stomach growl.

Although she grew up in a rural area, she has never felt hungry in the more than thirty years she has lived. No matter how rich her family is, she will never stop eating. At most, she cannot eat big fish, meat, sea cucumbers, and abalone.

She swallowed, her throat was burning, she hadn't drank water for an unknown amount of time, and her eyes were extremely dry.

Lin Dong said cautiously: "Mom, Jinhua went to dig wild vegetables. She will be back soon. She will be ready to cook in a while. I will pick her up."

With so many things happening today, my mother will definitely lose her temper and maybe beat them!

But before he could get up, the door was pushed open, and a thin woman covered in patches came in carrying a simple bamboo basket, and leading a two or three-year-old carrot-headed child.

These are her eldest daughter-in-law Wang Jinhua and her grandson Xiaodouzi.

When Wang Jinhua saw everyone looking at her, she quickly said, "Mom, I dug a lot of wild vegetables today. I'm going to cook them right away."

There are only three rooms in this courtyard. One room is for the eldest son and his family of three. There is another room divided into two rooms for her and her sons. Then there is a main room with a shabby mud and grass shed built next to it.

kitchen.

Wang Jinhua bent down and picked up a handful of wild vegetables from the basket on her back, and Xiaodouzi who was following her also picked up a handful in a decent manner. The three-year-old child was skinny, and his skinny eyes were particularly obvious.

These days, every household is very poor, the harvest is not good, and there is no good harvest in the fields. Every day at home, we make a large pot of wild vegetable paste with a little coarse grain flour, which is a day's ration for the family.

Otherwise, the Liu family would not have married Liu Xiaomeng to the Lin family. If they were in good years, they would still be able to earn a lot of betrothal money.

There is a large, pitch-black iron pot on the earthen stove. Its two ears have fallen off one side. It looks like it has been around for some time. It is the most valuable item in the house.

Not long after, a large pot of wild vegetable paste was ready, and the family ate in the main room.

A dining table is made of a few adobe bricks and a relatively flat wooden board.

There were a lot of things happening today, and the atmosphere in the whole family was a bit gloomy, and no one dared to speak.

At the dinner table, several people neatly arranged the dishes and chopsticks. In front of each person was a bowl of mushy wild vegetables, looking at whether they were yellow or black, which made people lose their appetite.
Chapter completed!