C57

Chen Sanqiu hummed a song as he left Widow Li's house and sauntered up the mountain. When he arrived at the medicine farm, he brought some food for the red python, and when the sky gradually darkened, he thought of the mountain wolves he met last time and hastily ran down the mountain.

Along the way, he was still thinking about what that coyote from last time had been up there doing. It had been a long time since he had seen that coyote.

He was still thinking if he was killed by a hunter.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he went to check out the Three Autumn Herbs Hall that was about to be built. Now that it was sealed, as long as he could decorate the interior well, he would be able to put it into use.

When he returned home, Chen Sanqiu had just entered the hall when he saw the village secretary, Zhao Qingfan, and the village chief, Zhao Baoliang, both inside his own hall, his father, Chen Zuyin, and his mother, Tan Lianxiang, all wearing dark expressions.

Especially his father Chen Zuyin, whose face showed that he was holding back his anger, causing Chen Sanqiu to be stunned. He did not know what exactly happened.

"Three Autumn's back." Seeing that Chen Sanqiu had returned, Zhao Qingfan stood up and smiled at him.

Chen Sanqiu also smiled at Zhao Qingfan, then asked: "What's going on?"

Zhao Qingfan looked a bit embarrassed. He looked at Zhao Baoliang and indicated for him to speak. However, Zhao Baoliang pretended not to see Zhao Qingfan's expression and continued to smoke his cigarette, completely ignoring him.

Zhao Qingfan cursed inwardly at Zhao Baolang for not being a good person. 'F * ck, it was you, Zhao Baolang, who came to find me this time. You're the mastermind, f * cking mastermind!'

Even though he was cursing Zhao Baoliang in his heart, he still sighed on his face, and said to Chen Sanqiu: "Nothing much, I just have something to say today."

Chen Sanqiu laughed, and took out a box of Zhongnanhai from his pocket, and handed it over to Zhao Qingfan, and helped him light it up, and asked: "Secretary Zhao, what do you want to say, we are not outsiders."

He exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said to Chen Sanqiu: "It's like this, Zhao Shaolin went to look for me today, he said that since you have already contracted so much forest, land, and even the best land for yourself, Zhao Shaolin was unwilling to accept this, and felt that your apple would be sold for ten dollars, such a good thing should benefit the entire village."

After saying that, Zhao Qingfan turned to Chen Sanqiu and said, "So, let's ask if you can leave your own land and use it as the public land for the village committee. Of course, we will also compensate you with a better piece of water."

Even he felt that his words were a little awkward. He raised his head and carefully looked at Chen Sanqiu, and only after seeing that there was no change in his expression did he heave a sigh of relief.

Tan Lian Xiang slapped the table and said angrily, "Isn't it just watching our family sell apples for money in the third autumn? Zhao Shaolin had a feud with my family's Three Autumn Festival, so he was deliberately tormenting my family's Three Autumn Festival. What happened? I won't hand over my own land, what's wrong? "

He said to the Tan Lian Xiang, "Sister-in-law, you can't put it like that, we are not going to torment Chen Sanqiu, but we are all from the same village, with good things, everyone must stand on the same line, in order for everyone to get rich, your family must have graduated from university in the past three years, and have a high education, why not ask Chen Sanqiu for his thoughts first."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Baoliang looked at Chen Sanqiu with narrowed eyes, and then took out a piece of letter from his pocket.

Chen Sanqiu took a look. Other than the fact that Widow Li did not write her name, there were a few who had been helping his family build vegetable sheds, fix roads, and build houses.

Qin Lianxiang took the letter and read through it. She couldn't help but be enraged. "These damn bastards. We were building roads and planting trees earlier, and we didn't mistreat them. Now they're biting us back. They have no conscience."

The corners of Chen Zuyin's mouth twitched, he shut his mouth and did not say anything.

Chen Sanqiu paused for a moment, and then smiled slightly, and spoke to Zhao Baoliang: "It was Zhao Shaolin who caused this, right?"

Zhao Baoliang pursed his lips, but didn't respond.

Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders, and said to Zhao Baoliang: "We can take it, but we will take the apple tree."

Hearing Chen Sanqiu say that, Zhao Baolang's face immediately changed, and Zhao Qingfan could not help but take a deep breath.

Sis, what do I need from that apple tree? They were all old farmers, which family didn't have land?

Zhao Baoliang laughed dryly, and said to Chen Sanqiu: "That apple tree, it's best not to take it away."

Chen Sanqiu could not help but smile, and said to Zhao Baoliang: "That's unreasonable right? It's fine if you guys are willing to take over the land belonging to the village committee, but those trees are our own, don't you think so?"

He thought for a moment, then said to Chen Sanqiu: "How about we pay for those trees, and then next year we can pass on the pollen to all the apple trees in the entire village. At that time, everyone will remember your good fortune."

Chen Zuyin's face was filled with anger, "Even if we use our land, a village, or even if they come to get pollen, how can I not let them?"

Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang looked very embarrassed by Chen Zuyin's words.

They lowered their heads and did not speak.

They were all waiting for Chen Sanqiu to say something.

"Since you want to leave those trees behind, I don't ask for much. One tree costs thirty thousand, a total of one hundred trees. Just give me three million and it'll be fine." Chen Sanqiu told Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang.

Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang were stunned.

F * ck, a tree costs 30,000, this is crazy.

However, thinking that Chen Sanqiu could sell it for ten dollars per apple, it could be said that this tree was a treasure tree.

However, Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang glanced at each other. Who the hell would want to take that money?

Seeing Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang not saying a word, Chen Sanqiu frowned and told Zhao Qingfan, "If you think it's expensive, then forget it."

"It's not that expensive, it's just that the village is poor and we can't afford to spend that much money." Zhao Qingfan said to Chen Sanqiu with a helpless expression.

"That's fine too, why don't you give me the Guanyun Lake that no one else in our village has contracted with. Fifteen thousand a year, not a few, after eighty years, then lay the foundation of the Guanyun Lake for ten acres." Chen Sanqiu said while beaming: "If it's possible, I'll give you my private area, so it's not that big of a deal if I give you the tree."

Zhao Qingfan and Zhao Baoliang looked at each other and swallowed their saliva. This condition seemed to be acceptable.