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Chapter 287: Chapter 289 Heart Bleeding_1
Tan Zhenghong shook his head, "You’ve been good enough, I won’t let them bother you anymore."
Given another month, he would be able to move away from here with Qiao Duo’er.
"Mm, go cook the noodles, my hands are sore, I can’t work today." Qiao Duo’er nodded, as for why her hands were sore, that was a question for Tan Zhenghong.
Tan Zhenghong scratched his head, "No problem, just call me if you want to do anything."
Before long, Qiao Duo’er was enjoying the love-filled noodles made by Tan Zhenghong, topped with an egg.
The simple egg noodles greatly appealed to Qiao Duo’er’s appetite.
"Why don’t you have an egg in your bowl?" Qiao Duo’er glanced at Tan Zhenghong.
Tan Zhenghong honestly said, "My egg is at the bottom of the bowl."
"If I find out there’s no egg in your bowl, I’m going to kill you." Qiao Duo’er glared at Tan Zhenghong, someone’s lying skills were seriously lacking!
Only then did Tan Zhenghong confess, "There was only one egg left, I’ll go to someone else’s house to buy one later, we’ll steam it for lunch."
Qiao Duo’er finally nodded, but still left the egg white for Tan Zhenghong, she never liked to eat alone.
Tan Zhenghong ate the egg white with relish, silently swearing in his heart that he would be even better to Qiao Duo’er in the future.
Qiao Duo’er was the person in the world who loved him the most, how could he bear to disappoint her?
By this time, the Wang Clan had already settled on a price, her heart bleeding.
Forty Wen per day, if it rained at noon it would be Twenty Wen, less than half a day would be counted as half a day, providing lunch.
Moreover, work would stop if it rained, absolutely no working in the rain.
It couldn’t get any darker, could it?
The usual rate for casual labor was at most Twenty Wen a day, now it was that price for half a day, but what could be done?
If one was reluctant to spend the money, then wait for the rice to lie in the field, the grains to fall on the ground, either to rot or to sprout, by then the loss would be much more than just these wages.
And these laborers were acting as arrogant as lords, saying with such a small field why don’t you hurry up and finish harvesting?
She was giving them money to earn, so why all the complaints?
The Wang Clan clenched her teeth and could only nod in agreement.
She hired twelve people, so with her family’s help, the rice should be harvested by noon.
After the harvest, they would transport the rice home to thresh it. Even if it rained, they could still work, it was a bit troublesome, but that’s how they could save some silver.
Twelve people... it would cost at least Two Hundred Forty Wen Money, damn it!
The Wang Clan returned home with a dark face, picked up a stick, and roused up both the eldest and second sons.
She would normally let their laziness slide, but now it was the busy farming season, how could they be so slack?
Still angry over the matter with Widow Xú, she only hired help for the second son’s family, not caring how the eldest son’s family would cope.
Tan Zhengyuan hadn’t even combed his hair, taking a pancake and grumbling about the unjust Wang Clan who favored one child so unfairly. He was the eldest son, the one who would hold the Spirit Tablet and toss the fire basin in the future, yet why was he always less favored than the second son?
If it were about being lazy, wasn’t the second son even lazier than him?
He had harvested two acres of land these past few days, while the second son had at most harvested half an acre.
To achieve his goal of getting help, he specifically went to the west wing to complain to Tan Zhongzhong.
Tan Zhenghong should hear it and come to help, right?
"We all have the same father and mother, so why is there such a difference in treatment? All the good things go to the second son’s family, are we just destined to be unlucky?"
Tan Zhengyuan spoke so vehemently that he sprayed Tan Zhongzhong’s face with saliva.
Tan Zhongzhong moved his stool aside and found a new spot, dodging Tan Zhengyuan’s range of attack.
