“Third Uncle sold our family’s wheat!” Xu Dawa repeated as he gasped for air.
“Who did he sell it to?”
“The Zhang family from our village. He sold it for nine Yuan.”
“Nine Yuan?”
Nine Yuan—
In this age of low-priced, low-income era, nine Yuan wasn’t a small amount!
Xu Zuocheng immediately dropped the broom, and rushed towards the Xu family home in rage.
Xu Youcheng followed closely behind when he saw this.
Dawa and Erwa also followed behind.
The four people saw Xu Zhao and Xu Fan standing at the entrance gate from afar. It appeared that they had just sent off Uncle Zhang and Auntie Zhang.
“Xu Zhao,” Xu Zuocheng shouted as he strode to Xu Zhao’s side.
Xu Zhao smiled and greeted them. “You guys are back. Perfect timing. I have something to give you.”
“Is it money?” Xu Zuocheng said with a stiff expression.
“Money?” Xu Zhao asked instead.
“The money you got from selling wheat.”
“What does that money have to do with you?”
“That wheat belonged to the Xu family!” Xu Zuocheng shouted with a raised voice.
Xu Zhao smiled and asked, “My four tenths mu of land belong to the Xu family?”
Xu Zuocheng was immediately stumped.
Xu Zhao raised his eyes to glance at Xu Zuocheng and said, “Since we mentioned this topic, I want to make things clear. In any case, our family has already split up and after we receive the new wheat, I plan to live separately with Xu Fan.
“Live independently?”
“Yes.”
“How are you going to do that?”
In fact, 90 Yuan wasn’t a small amount of money, but it was still a bit too little to Xu Zhao. The reason was that popsicles could only be sold for about a month. After the month, there wouldn’t be any income.
Therefore, if he was going to do this, then what was the next step?
The pale yellow light from the oil lamp flickered and cast a faint glow inside the thatched hut. The moonlight also flowed in from the wooden window, and the insects behind the hut began to chirp. It was clear that tonight was a peaceful night.
Xu Zhao finally gathered his thoughts during this peaceful night. Standing up to walk towards the bed, he realized that the mosquito net wasn’t pulled down. Two large mosquitoes had landed on Little Xu Fan’s face, and he quickly walked over to kill those mosquitos with a “slap.” Xu Fan continued to snore in his sleep.
However, the next day, two red bumps had appeared on Xu Fan’s face. Xu Fan picked up the scrap mirror fragment they had found and took a look at his appearance before turning his head to angrily say to Xu Zhao, “Daddy, I’m so ugly!”
“What’s wrong?” Xu Zhao asked.
“The mosquitoes bit me and made me ugly. I’m so mad.”
“That’s not true… You’re still very handsome.”
“I’m not.”
“You’re very handsome,” Xu Zhao insisted.
Xu Fan was angry.
“Alright. Drink this soup quickly. We’re heading to the fields after.”
“What are we gonna do there?”
“Wait for someone.”
Xu Zhao waited until around noon time before taking Xu Fan to the fields. However, he wasn’t there to work, and there wasn’t any work to do anyway. He found a tree to sit under the shade with Xu Fan, and used a tree branch to draw small cartoons for Xu Fan while keeping an eye towards the village. They waited for about half an hour before the person they were waiting for finally arrived.
Xu Zhao looked into the distance with a faint smile on his face.