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Chapter 288: Chapter 290: Freshly Baked Idiot_1
Tan Zhengyuan’s attention had always been on the Fourth Boss’s house, so he didn’t notice Tan Zhongzhong’s disdain as he continued talking.
"I think our mother only gave birth to Second Brother, the rest of us seem to be picked up..."
Tan Zhongzhong said impatiently, "Big Brother, I’m not criticizing you, but for those few plots of land, is it worth all this fuss? I finished cutting in three days."
"I’ve forgotten that you got Twenty Taels of Silver, and our mother even helps take care of your child. Now only me and the Fourth Boss’s house haven’t gained any benefits."
Tan Zhengyuan said sourly, you should know that Tan Zhongzhong used to be as close as brothers with him.
And now he won’t even speak up for him, just because he had a son?
Fortunately, Widow Xú was pregnant; otherwise, even his own brothers would look down on him!
"My service wasn’t free for our mother, I gave her One Tael of Silver. Besides, there’s no use complaining; just hurry up and have Widow Xú give you a son."
Tan Zhengyuan snorted softly, "Xiao Fu was raised single-handedly by Mother, so why should we have to pay silver for Xiao Fu now?"
"Ah, Xiao Fu is crying again, I’d better go back and check."
After saying that, Tan Zhongzhong hurried back to the house.
Speaking of the One Tael of Silver, he still felt annoyed about it. That day, Xiao Fu had scraped his skin, and after saying a few words, it caused his mother to storm off angrily.
It was hard to get her to agree to help again, and in the end, it took One Tael of Silver to settle the matter.
Alas, they’re all grandchildren, but they are treated differently in the end.
Fortunately, he had his child early. By the time the eldest and the Fourth Boss have theirs, he probably won’t get anything at all.
Tan Zhengyuan cursed Tan Zhongzhong under his breath—damn it, now he was left all alone. How was he supposed to carry on with his act?
Over there, the Fourth Boss’s couple were each doing their part—one splitting bamboo, the other tending the fire, and neither of them bothering with him!
Realizing indirect tactics were fruitless, Tan Zhengyuan could only swallow his pride and approach them.
"Fourth Boss, we’re brothers after all. I still have three acres of land that I haven’t finished cutting. Can you help me out? Just half a day’s work, and it won’t delay your own business," he said, followed by a couple of dry laughs.
Thinking about his recent actions, he felt as foolish as a freshly minted simpleton.
The couple from the Fourth Boss’s house must have seen right through his little scheme.
Qiao Duo’er raised an eyebrow, "If you want our help, that’s fine. We get half of the rice we cut—no, that’s not right, we can’t cut that much. We have to include Sister Lan."
Tan Zhengyuan said irritably, "Why don’t you just rob someone?"
"I am robbing you. If you don’t like it, don’t ask for our help," Qiao Duo’er replied lazily.
Even the Wang Clan, with all their fierceness, agreed to pay people Forty in wages a day, right?
This is what they call being forced by the circumstances. Understand?
It took Tan Zhengyuan quite a while to squeeze out a response, "You... how can you have the nerve to ask for half?"
"You know very well who earned the money to buy the land and who scattered the seeds in the field. It had nothing to do with you, right? Giving you half for free already, shouldn’t you be the one feeling ashamed? But with your thick skin, I don’t expect you to feel embarrassed," Qiao Duo’er said, her tone matching her occasional contemptuous glance. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Tan Zhengyuan’s lips twitched; he admitted that Qiao Duo’er spoke the harsh truth.
But how many people like to hear the truth?
He clenched his fists, only to see Tan Zhenghong stand up.
"Big Brother, what my wife wants is what I want. Don’t bother her; she likes her peace and quiet," Tan Zhenghong declared.
Tan Zhenghong, young and strong, radiated a much more imposing aura than Tan Zhengyuan, who had been indolent for years. Tan Zhengyuan immediately abandoned the idea of hitting Qiao Duo’er.
With one mouth sharp and the other fist strong in the Fourth Boss’s house, he could only submit.
