A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 74 Shout out to my sister again

  Jiang Youcai couldn't hold back anymore, he couldn't see his eyes when he smiled.

  Jiang Tanyue repeatedly declined, and finally took away the bedding and pillows in the third room, and kept other bits and pieces.

  Rice, flour, oil, pots and pans, chicken, duck and pigs, nothing.

  Jiang Youcai couldn't bear it. He felt that this granddaughter was too cute and sensible, so he wanted to be the master and gave them ten taels of silver. Under the cannibalistic eyes of Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Tanyue refused righteously.

  Under her profound sense of righteousness, in the end, Jiang Youcai exchanged the front and back yards of the thatched house, and the surrounding wasteland of more than an acre, with a land deed, and placed them in Jiang Tanyue's hands.

  It wasn't until they left that Jiang Youcai sighed deeply, "Xiao Hua, if you were a boy, you would definitely inherit all the advantages of your father. What a pity, what a pity!"

  Lu Jingzhi: No pity, after all, Jiang Xiaohua is not only not a boy, but not even your granddaughter.

   There was a trace of teasing in her eyes, and she scratched Jiang Youcai's back.

  Lu Jingzhi even thought wickedly in his heart, when the true face of "Little Hua" is exposed in the future, will this old man be paralyzed by vomiting blood?

   Then I received a helpless look from my sister.

  Lu Jingzhi smiled and nodded.

  She understands she understands.

  If she is the only one in the family, then she will not be immune to this bird-like attitude, and she will fly into trouble, and even live directly in the mountains, where she can exercise her abilities and stay away from her best relatives.

   But there are four people in the family.

   To step by step, live hard, take a step towards the villa~-

  The matter of the Zhang family was settled long ago. When the old people in the village came, Jiang Youcai ordered Mrs. Jiang to send the Zhang family away with money.

  As for the money that was suddenly taken away, where will Mrs. Jiang plan to make up for—of course, the big house.

  In the Jiang family, there has always been no reward for the amount of money handed over, but the old lady will definitely bear a grudge if she commits a crime.

   There is no separation in the family, and no matter how much money they earn, they have to hand over 90% of their money, which is used for business expenses. In other words, Mrs. Jiang holds the financial power.

  Even if he emptied his family, Zhao Chunhan couldn't afford that much money.

  She begged so hard that she even knelt on the ground and kowtowed so loudly that her forehead was blue, but no one cared.

   "Mother, Dafang really has no money. Five taels of money was saved for a long time to cut clothes for the children. The patches on Duo Duo's clothes can't be mended... really no money."

  Thinking of her second daughter whose whereabouts were unknown, Zhao Chunhan burst into tears with runny nose, crying without image, "My Duo Duo..."

Mrs. Jiang was more reasonable than her: "Bah, no money? What about the money that Dafu earned from working part-time? You hid it! I don't care about it, you don't even want to take a penny out of my pocket for fifty taels of silver." , or I will pay you money, or let Da Fu break your leg!"

  Thinking of the fifty taels of silver, Mrs. Jiang got up from her seat and kicked Zhao Chunhan in the heart.

  Zhao Chunhan endured the pain to see Jiang Dafu.

  Although she had a hunch, Jiang Dafu's indifferent eyes still made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.

   Sure enough, he followed his mother and asked her where she hid the money.

  Where is it hidden?

  Originally, he couldn’t earn three melons and two dates by working part-time, and had to hand in a lot. Jiang Dafu listened to his mother, and was coaxed to take the most every time.

  Five liang of silver is the last savings of Da Fang.

   But no one believed it.

  They thought she was a poisonous woman, a scourge, lost her daughter, and wasted money.

   Zhao Chunhan's eyes were full of pain, but he had to admit it.

  (end of this chapter)