The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Shao Qingyuan didn't care. In the end, it was decided that those who were injured would give 5 taels of silver, and those who were not injured would be 2 taels.

There are not many households in this Harvest Village, except for the family of Yan Village Chief, all the others add up to only 60 taels.

But for the villagers of Fengshou Village, this is a big income.

Their village is too poor. It is located on the border, and there were no villages at all before. They also settled here one after another for various reasons. The transportation is inconvenient, and it is inconvenient to buy things. It is a bit more difficult than those remote villages in Jingping County.

It is precisely because of this that two people died in the village, and a few people from Dajin came. Their first thought was not to report to the officials, but to benefit themselves when no one was paying attention.

Shao Qingyuan gave the silver simply, and the villagers were also excited to receive it. No one noticed that Yan Lin walked out with numb eyes.

Just when the villagers were satisfied with the money, Yan Lao Er, who had not said a word for a long time, turned his eyes, and his eyes were firmly glued to the hand of the village chief Yan holding the silver note.

When he saw it, his father just looked at Yan Lin a few more times, as if he wanted to give the money to Yan Lin.

That can't be done. He wants the money too. If he gives it all to Yan Lin, wouldn't he want to live under Yan Lin's eyes in the future? Don't think he didn't see Yan Lin's hatred for him.

Yan Lao Er felt a sense of crisis in his heart, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally his eyes suddenly firmed.

He looked at Village Chief Yan's tired look, his hand didn't seem to be too tight, he was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he took out the silver note, then turned around and ran away.

Village Chief Yan was stunned for a moment, followed by a big change in his face, stood up and slapped his thigh, "Beast, you bastard, come back to me."

The others were also stunned for a moment, and they chased out one after another.

Yan Lao Er ran very fast and dropped a sentence from a distance, "Dad, you still have 12 taels of silver in your hand, enough to bury your elder brother and sister-in-law. This silver son will keep it for you first, lest you be confused and give it to Yan Lin. Little bunny."

Village Chief Yan was so angry that he almost fainted.

That's one hundred taels of silver, this beast stole it, what should they do? What about Yan Lin?

Thinking of this, Village Chief Yan hurriedly chased out.

For a while, the bustling main room was immediately left with only Shao Qingyuan, Gu Yundong, and Bai Zhiyan, who was still in a coma.

The two looked at each other and shrugged, "The people in this village are really...indescribable."

They shook their heads, turned and walked out of the main room.

Originally thought that the Yan family had all run away, but Yan Lin was still sitting on his knees in the east wing, with a washbasin beside him.

His movements are meticulous, slow and very careful.

Gu Yundong sighed and was about to step forward when he heard footsteps behind him. She turned her head and saw that a little girl came over with another washbasin.

The little girl was about ten years old, holding the basin cautiously, her eyes were red, and she walked staggeringly.

She came to Yan Lin's side, and whispered and choked, "Brother."

Gu Yundong had known from the villagers before that Mr. Yan and his wife had left a pair of children, which should be the little daughter.

Yan Lin nodded, touched the little girl's head, and said in a low voice, "Good, my brother is here."

The little girl knelt down and sat on the other side, also holding the handkerchief to wipe her parents' hands.

Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan looked at each other, then stepped forward and crouched beside them.

Yan Lin didn't seem to feel anything, and still went about his own business. Until a hand appeared in his eyes.