Chapter 677: 677 buy land

“She’s been sleeping in the secondary bedroom and hasn’t gotten up yet.” After saying that, Qinghe asked, “Where’s big sister?”

“I beat her up again, and I guarantee she won’t come back to the Xiao Family.” Yuchuan said, “I originally wanted to send her to the government office, but the second brother said to let it go.”

“As long as she doesn’t come back, it’s fine. If a woman goes to prison, she won’t be able to have a good life in her husband’s family later. If she causes trouble for our house again, why bother inviting trouble.” Xiao Yishan explained.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“The second brother is too kind.” Xiao Yuchuan snorted coldly, “As for that kind of woman, if she is really divorced by her husband’s family, I won’t even take her in if she is sold.” He walked to the window of the secondary bedroom and asked, “Wife, are you asleep?”

“Hmm,” answered Su Qingyue from inside.

“The matter of Big Sister…”

“I don’t care about it. As long as you guys handle it, it’s fine.”

“Oh.”

The three men returned to the master bedroom to sleep.

The next day, Xiao Yishan went to village chief Liang Lizheng’s house to ask about the land. The village chief said that the foundation was relatively expensive, worth around eighteen taels of silver per acre, and that the new land deeds were easier to transfer than the original ones. Going to the government office in the town required a bribe of two taels to make the proceedings more convenient.

The Xiao Family calculated that paying two taels for the land deed for building the house alone was a bit of a loss. They decided to buy the fields first, and then go to the government office to handle the land deeds together.

The village chief advised them to choose the fields they wanted to buy first.

These few days, the Xiao Family had been asking around for any fields that were for sale.

Yishan and Qinghe were weaving bamboo baskets in the yard. Su Qingyue wanted to help, but they refused, not wanting her to do such rough work. She stopped offering to help.

A robust man in his fifties entered the Xiao Family’s courtyard, “Is everyone at home?”

Xiao Yishan saw him and quickly got up to greet him, “Village Chief, what brings you here?”

From a distance, Su Qingyue had seen this man before: he was the village chief of Wushan Village, Liang Zhenghong.

The village head was equivalent to the village chief. Liang Zhenghong had been the village chief of Wushan Village for many years. He was stern, but he was fair, and he was well-regarded by the villagers.

Qinghe and Qingyue also greeted him.

Liang Zhenghong said, “These past few days, hasn’t your family been looking into buying some fields? Today, Er Gouzi’s family from the west of the village came to tell me they wanted to move away and live in Liu’an Town 300 miles away. They plan to sell their ten acres of paddy fields.”

Xiao Yishan thought for a moment, “The paddy fields of Er Gouzi’s family… I know where they are, but they’re a bit far away, and the fields aren’t that fertile.”

Su Qingyue went into the kitchen and poured a bowl of water for Liang Lizheng, “Village Chief, we don’t have any tea leaves at home, please have some water.”

“Alright.” Liang Zhenghong’s eyes, which were full of the marks of years, looked at Su Qingyue, “The wife of the Xiao Family looks good and seems sincere. Dashan, you did well marrying such a wife.”

“Having a wife as good as Yue’er is really a blessing for our Xiao Family.” When Xiao Yishan said this, the look in his eyes towards Su Qingyue was extremely satisfied.

Xiao Qinghe wheeled a chair from the house, “Village Chief, please sit.”

“Qinghe’s complexion looks good…” Liang Zhenghong looked at the wheelchair Xiao Qinghe was sitting in, his gaze sweeping over his disabled legs. As a village chief, he had experienced a lot and wasn’t as curious about the wheelchair as other villagers, and his words were measured.

Xiao Qinghe’s handsome face showed a smile, “All thanks to my wife’s blessing.”

After some small talk, Liang Zhenghong brought the conversation back to the fields, “Er Gouzi’s family’s paddy fields are indeed a bit far away, but they are relatively concentrated. And since they are in a hurry to sell, they are willing to sell them cheap. Good paddy fields usually cost fifteen taels of silver per acre, but they are only asking for thirteen taels.”