, where's your luggage"Fang Jinshu shook her head. "I have no luggage."She smiled and said it was nothing.I still have some old clothes from when I was younger. If you get them altered, they should fi...In fact, Fang Jinshu had known from the beginning that Zong Laotou wouldn't be willing to split the money and grain with Zong Hu Gege and the others. He had been pressing him for money and grain all along, but it was actually for this land.

Even readily available food and money will eventually run out.

But as long as we have land and with her help, growing food to eat and drink will never be a problem.

To others, the land today is a tasteless morsel. It's of little use to keep and selling it doesn't bring much profit, so they hesitate to let go.

But she cherished these lands as her treasures. With the spring in her grasp, could she possibly fail to cultivate them

"Besides, those fields wouldn't be of much use to you anyway," she said, glancing at Village Head Wang.

Here Fang Jinxiu played a little trick.

"In the near future, you'll still have ten mu of land. Giving a few mu to Sister Yan and the others won't be much."

Besides, think about it, so many lands, have you cultivated them all Are you planning to rely on your uncle or your third uncle

The old man glanced at his two sons. Thinking about them doing farm work, he kept shaking his head. Relying on these two lazy good-for-nothings, all that land would be useless anyway.

Fāng Jǐnxiù saw that the old man's expression had loosened, and pressed on, "This is the most beneficial way to divide the family that I can think of, for both sides."

"Sister Yan'er and the others have gained some more farmland, so they can plant more grains. This way, even if we face a real famine later, the blame won't fall on you."

"As for you, you only used a few acres of unproductive land to save the grain and silver that were meant for the performance. We won't hold onto this anymore. Isn't this a happy ending for everyone"

Not to mention Old Zong, even Old Wu was persuaded by Fang Jinshu's eloquence. She quickly went to her husband and whispered in his ear.

"Old man, I think this girl makes some sense. This way it's better for us."

"If you don't give them something, they'll just keep blocking your doorstep and demanding food and silver. Do you not feel bad about giving it to them"

Even Zong Pingkang said, "That's right, father. The fields haven't been worth anything for such a long drought. Good land is now no different from barren land. Give it to them."

Of course, the village elder knew that both his wife and son were right. Today, so many villagers, including Village Chief Wang, were blocking their doorstep.

He wanted to just drive everyone away and deny everything, but they still had to live in the village after all, so it wasn't worth making enemies with the villagers.

We're afraid that if we upset the village head, our family would be left out of all kinds of benefits and assistance. The village head has the power to expel people from the village and remove them from the household register.

If they were removed from the household registration, they would have to go back to the government office to wait for new arrangements. They wouldn't know where they would be assigned, and they would have to start over with everything - their housing, farmland, and everything else.

The government isn't that kind to divide their houses and land for them, they all have to pay silver.

To be driven out of the village is a very serious matter. The Zong family has lived in Yemiao Village for generations; it's their hometown, and no one wants to end up being expelled from their home.

Even Elder Zong is no exception.

Even if he were to die and go to the underworld, he would be too ashamed to face his ancestors.

He remained silent because a feeling of unease constantly lingered in his mind. Could Fang Jinshu, this girl, really be so kind as to care for them

It may seem like a good idea, but in reality, you're digging them a hole.

The villagers were getting impatient and urged him on.

"What's there to hesitate about Don't you see your grandson is almost gone You wouldn't even spare a few acres of land"

"It's such a shame that Zong Hu ended up with such a heartless grandfather."

"That's right, even this place isn't worth much anymore, and he's still not willing. If you ask me, just force him to give some more food and silver to these two."

"What are they going to do for a living if this whole family is left like this The older one looks like he's about to die, and the younger one is just a baby who knows nothing but crying."

"Poor Wang, she has such a hard life."

When the village head heard more and more discussion, neighbors pointing fingers at them, and even Village Chief Wang's face turning grimmer, he knew things were getting out of hand.

In a moment of desperation, the elder finally relented.

Okay, let me divide it up! I'll give them another two mu of land.

Fang Jinshi used her bargaining skills to argue back and forth with the elder for about ten exchanges. Finally, she managed to secure five plots of land for Zong Hu and Wang Yan'er.

Two mu of prime farmland, adding up to five mu of dry land and wasteland, directly transformed from the original two mu of land into seven mu of land, plus nearly thirty kilograms of grain.

For this outcome, Fang Jinshi could be considered somewhat satisfied. If given a little more time, she might be able to grind out even more assets from the hands of Patriarch Zong.

But when Zong Hu Ge's fake death potion was about to wear off, she stopped and gave up.id have a request of them this time."My dear child, you've grown so tall and graceful.""Lao Fang, you're truly blessed! Your daughters are all beautiful and well-behaved."Fang Dazhu was very surprised...