Cultivation through the farm gate

The village chief was very disgusted to see Murongfu's smiling appearance.

"Hmph! Xiaohao's father is also your second son after all. Alang left early, so why do you make things difficult for the children he left behind? They are also your own grandchildren!" In the voice of the village chief, Some feel sorry for Murong Lang, and some are angry at Murong Fu's actions.

But Murong Fu just lowered his head slightly and didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, the village chief sighed heavily and said, "Forget it, today's matter is also a rumor spread by the Wang family. I will let Li Niu reprimand her when I go back, so forget it!"

"No."

"I disagree."

Hearing the village chief say that this matter is over, two voices rang out at the same time.

It was Murong Fu who said no, and Murong Yue who said no.

"Then what else do you want? It's obvious that you want to blackmail Xiaohao and the others, and girl Xiaoyue. I've already cleared you of the crime of stealing. What else do you have to complain about?"

The village chief looked around the family, and growled dissatisfiedly, "Is what I, the village chief, said no longer work? Or is it about your Murong family, no one in this Qingquan village can take care of it?"

As soon as this word came out, the problem became bigger.

Who doesn't know that the biggest official in the village is the village head. The village head is in charge of managing the affairs of the village, whether it's Li or Murong, everyone has the right to handle it.

Some people understand, while others are very confused, such as Mrs. Zhao.

"I don't need you to meddle in other people's business." Mrs. Zhao, who was not far from Murong Yue and the others, murmured.

The village head who was far away couldn't hear it, but Murong Yue who was closer listened to it verbatim.

Murong Yue gave her a dark look, this idiot, if the village chief really drives them out of Qingquan Village, he will know whether they have the right to control them.

"Village chief, although I don't know how they earned the money, but the three of them are just children, how can they manage so much money?"

"Then what do you want?" The village chief's anger eased a little after hearing this, but he still asked Murong Fu with a bad face.

"I think, since I'm their grandpa and we're all in the family, I'll take care of it for them reluctantly, and give it to them when Xiaohao and Xiaoqi get married in the future." Murong Fu said, I'm all for you With a good expression, he said these words very reluctantly.

Mrs. Zhao was so happy that she almost clapped her hands when she heard what she said.

Although the village head can manage the affairs of the village, he can't control other people's money, and it's not easy for an outsider to interfere.

"Xiao Hao, what do you think?" The village chief didn't ask Murong Hao and the others to hand over the money to Murong Fu, but looked at the siblings and asked their opinions.

"The old man is right. We are all one family. The three of you are just children. How can you manage so much money? Why don't you give it to me, my own mother, to keep it for you?" Mrs. Zhao didn't wait for Murong Hao and the others to answer. He looked at Murong Hao and the others with a smile on his face.

"Yue girl, your grandma and the others are right, it is safer to leave it to the elders for safekeeping." Yao also said happily.

Although Murong Qi didn't speak, but that expression should be like this in the copy, which makes people want to beat him up after seeing it.

"Yue girl, Xiaohao, your grandfather is right! Although you misunderstood your brothers and sisters just now, you are still your elders. How can there be any overnight feud in the family?" A villager felt that what Murong Fu said was not wrong, so Also opened his mouth to persuade the two brothers and sisters.

"Well, that's true. Your grandparents are also afraid that you haven't seen so much money before. If you spend it randomly or lose it, in the end, it's better to go back to the time when you didn't eat the last meal. It's safer for them to keep it."

"Yeah! Let them hold it, Xiaohao should be old enough to marry a wife, don't let no one marry you by then."

Listening to the persuasion of the village names one after another.

Zhao Shi and the others were even more excited, looking at the cloth bag on Murong Yue's waist with bright eyes.

That look, as if the money is already in their pocket.