Chapter 41 Let's Travel Together 3

"You, why don't you have to get along with two foreigners? How many years have you been in this town? They were born in this town. They are just foreigners. What do you mean by them? The mayor showed a muddy and good old man's expression.

Uncle Wang was so angry that he wanted to scold him. The mayor suddenly pointed to the chair. Uncle Wang squatted on it rudely. The mayor frowned and couldn't say anything.

"Lao Wang, what are you going to do?" After a long time, the mayor asked.

Uncle Wang reached out and dug his nose. A huge black nose appeared on his little finger. He bounced very easily. The nose drew an elegant arc in the sky, and in an instant, it was submerged in the dark area that the kerosene lamp could not shine.

The mayor couldn't help shaking his head, digging his ears, and said unsatisfactorily, "You said, why do you let him sue?"

"If he sues, let him sue. I'm afraid he won't do it!" Uncle Wang said angrily.

The mayor smiled and said treacherously, "That's what I said. I know you can't be afraid of him. However, it's not good for you to make trouble in the government. Think about it, can they do business in Ili and have nothing to do with the government? Can you take advantage of it? At that time, the government will ask you to pull out the things in the field, and you must pull them out!"

"I don't pull it out. I want to see what they can do!" Uncle Wang said.

The mayor sneered and said, "What can I do? Hurry up and go to prison." At that time, your mother-in-law will visit you on New Year's Day. If I remember anything wrong, in the law of the Qing Dynasty, it is still a crime for you to embezzle other people's finances!"

The mayor deliberately scared Uncle Wang, and the mayor's purpose was particularly simple. First, he is unwilling to go through the government and get dark in his own political achievements; second, Qi Bosong is a businessman, rich, and Uncle Wang is just a farmer. Although it was in a town, the mayor's snobbish side turned to Qi Bosong. If you help the Qi family get things back, maybe there will be some personal benefits. What's the benefit of helping Uncle Wang?

The mayor's small abacus is much more powerful than Zhen Xing's abacus.

"Don't scare me. Can you go to prison if you farm in someone else's house? Who are you scaring?" Although Uncle Wang was disdainful on the surface, he had a slight cold war in his heart.

The mayor sneered twice and said coldly, "Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, just try it. Anyway, you go to prison and have two sons to help you farm. What are you afraid of?"

"That won't work. No one in our Lao Wang family has ever been in prison. I can't go to prison!" Uncle Wang suddenly said in horror.

The mayor couldn't help laughing in his heart. It seemed that his plan was about to succeed.

"I said, mayor, you help me come up with some advice. You are the smartest in the town. Otherwise, how can you become the mayor!" Uncle Wang said.

The mayor laughed, not because of Uncle Wang's good words, but because of his own success.

"If you want me to say, you can just reconcile with their family." The mayor said.

"Reconciliation? That won't work! I also want face!" Uncle Wang suddenly said angrily.

The mayor gave a cold "hum" and made a virtue that was none of his business. I'm kind to give you advice. Since you don't want to reconcile with their family, you can go to court. At that time, don't say that I haven't helped you. You don't want others to help yourself!" The mayor said coldly.

Uncle Wang picked up the cigarette bag pot impatiently. Just as he was about to refill the tobacco leaves, he suddenly put it down impatiently.

"Is there any other way but reconciliation?" Uncle Wang's voice also seemed to soften.

The mayor is secretly complacent, and there are different means to deal with such people. The way? This is the only way. It's your business whether you do it or not. Think about it yourself. If someone else does it casually in your house, would you like to? Think about it yourself. If you agree to reconcile with them, I will stand up for you tomorrow. I will never let you suffer losses." The mayor said.

Uncle Wang said calmly, "I'll think about it."

"What are you thinking about? They will go back to Yili to complain tomorrow morning. When you finish thinking about it, I'm afraid that even the petition will be handed over. At that time, do you have spare money to ask the secretary to help you file a lawsuit? If you have that spare money, why don't you find a wife for your son as soon as possible? I'm almost 20 years old, and I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet! In the future, if you go to prison, see which other girl is willing to marry your son!" The mayor threatened.

When Uncle Wang thought of his son, he suddenly felt bitter. I feel that the mayor's words are reasonable, but I have no reason at all. I couldn't help nodding, sighing and saying, "Okay, I agree to reconcile."

"That's right!" The mayor said with a secret smile.

Early the next morning, Qi Boxong and Zhen Xing were still in their dreams and were woken up by the people sent by the mayor. Zhen Xing and Qi Bosong quickly cleaned up casually and hurried to the mayor's house.

Uncle Wang has arrived, and the patriarch of the town is also sitting beside him smoking a cigarette bag. This patriarch, who is in his 80s, has a senile spot on his face, but he is in high spirits. Sitting in the chair of the master, he still looks like an old master.

"Everyone is here, so let me say a few words first?" The mayor looked at the patriarch and said that the patriarch smoked a cigarette bag indifferently and was reflected into gold in the warm sunshine.

"Everyone knows about the Lao Wang family and the Xiao Qi family." As the mayor said, he nodded to the crowd who came to watch, as if a leader was speaking.

"In this matter, in general, Lao Wang's family planted crops on the land of Xiaoqi's house. The Wang family bears the main responsibility. However, I would like to say a fair word, why do the villagers need to be so stiff? Qi Bosong also said last night that he wanted to give the land to Lao Wang's house. I think this is a good idea. Last night, I also persuaded Lao Wang alone. Lao Wang also agreed to reconcile. This morning, I sent someone to call you two over to confirm this matter. The mayor said.

Uncle Wang didn't say a word and squatted on the chair. Qi Boxong nodded. At this time, Zhen Xing suddenly said, "We agree with the mayor's idea. Fortunately, the mayor made the decision, otherwise, I thought that the people in the town would bully us two foreigners!"

This sentence, like a huge mouth, slapped the mayor, Uncle Wang and Aunt Zhang's daughter-in-law in the face. They just bully foreigners, but these two foreigners are not easy to bully.

"How can it be? You have lived here for so long that we have regarded you as our own." The mayor smiled awkwardly.

Qi Bosong gently pulled Zhen Xing's sleeve and said with a smile, "Then let's talk less and sign the document. I have inquired that there is at least one liang of silver per mu of land. Let's rent it to Uncle Wang at this price.

"A liang of silver? Why don't you rob it? It's good that I can earn two taels of silver a year on an acre of land!" Uncle Wang suddenly shouted as if he had been burned his tongue.

Qi Bosong smiled calmly, revealing his white teeth, flashing in the sun, like a model in the Crest toothpaste advertisement, revealing his shiny teeth.

"Old Uncle Wang, are you too modest? I have inquired about it in detail. Your family's tradition is to grow cotton or grain first. In autumn, we are growing cabbage. In a year, at least three taels of silver will be on an acre of land. If you don't plant it, I'll plant it. You pull out the things in my field. If you don't agree, let's meet at the government. At that time, you will pay for the cost of this year!" Qi Bosong said.

"Why!" Uncle Wang suddenly stood up, clenched his fist and shouted.

"Just because this is the territory of the Qing Dynasty, you have to follow the Law of the Qing Dynasty! Besides, the land is our family, and we can grow it whenever we want. Have we asked you to plant it? You planted our land without permission. What's the difference between you and thieves? It's not all about taking other people's things without the owner's permission!" Qi Bosong said without hesitation.

"I don't rent it yet! I just planted it!" Uncle Wang's stubborn temper came up again. The mayor's head suddenly got big. Dare, the work he did last night was in vain!

At this moment, the patriarch suddenly knocked on the chair with a cigarette bag. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the old man full of age spots.

Seeing that it attracted everyone's attention, the patriarch slowly put down the cigarette bag, spit out a mouthful of yellow phlegm, and then said, "Don't quarrel. Let me say a few words."

As soon as the patriarch was about to speak, everyone suddenly calmed down.

"This matter, since it has happened, we have to solve it. Don't quarrel between your two families. Can you get the result of the quarrel? Lao Wang, you can sign a document with them with one or two pieces of silver per mu according to the price said by Qi Bosong. If you don't want to, there are people in our town who are willing to charter land. At that time, the things you grow in other people's fields will not be able to get into your own pocket. The patriarch said.

Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment and didn't need to understand what the mayor meant. In fact, the old mayor is interested in defending Uncle Wang. Other people's land is usually one or two pieces of silver plus half of the money. Qi Bosong only needs one or two taels of silver, which has already been taken advantage of him.

However, this person, that's it. I can't wait to take the things from other people's homes to my own home! When the patriarch said this, Uncle Wang was naturally not satisfied.

However, what can I do if I'm not satisfied? The patriarch's words were almost the same as the imperial edict, so he had to go home to get ten taels of silver in front of the whole town, and obediently signed the document with Qi Bosong. Uncle Wang was so unhappy that he pressed his fingerprints on the document and was very suffothed.