Some people chose to apologize to Mo Gen and then left in disgrace.

Some people did not apologize and left muttering.

When only Lao Suntou, Yang Huazhong, Xiaojie's father, Dajie, and Mogen and his son were left in the room, Mogen and Dajie were a little flattered and said uneasily: "My nephew, you can't do anything wrong."

I'm going to offend those people. Those people don't understand anything and I'm not worthy of being serious with them."

Dajie smiled lightly, "The punishment is not good enough for the officials, and the courtesy is not good enough for the common people. I didn't take it seriously with them. I just thought they were a bit noisy and wanted to disperse them!"

Mo Gen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously, thinking that these students were different. They talked with a smile, and they looked polite, but what they said was obviously looking down on those people.

Of course, he must also look down on himself.

But so what? Who allows others to be the masters of raising people? Who allows people like me to ask for help from others?

To be a human being, you must put yourself in the right position.

So the trace of depression and unhappiness in Mo Gen's heart quickly disappeared. Mo Gen bent down deeper and smiled with an honest look on his face.

Dajie's eyes fell on Mo Gen's son again, "Thank you, Uncle Mo Gen, for the hospitality this time. We will hurry up and go down the mountain after dinner later. I will keep it short for some things."

Mogen and his son stood up immediately, lowered their ears, and looked up at Dajie.

On the side, Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father, Yang Huazhong, were silent in tacit agreement.

As for Mo Gen An's purpose of being courteous, in fact, several of them had been angry before. Now that Da Jie has appeared, let Da Jie handle it.

They are all getting old, and the Sun family will need a big hero to take care of them in the future.

Dajie got straight to the point and said to Mo Genna: "I want to tell Uncle Mo Gen three things. First, regarding what Uncle Kaichun told me at the beginning of the year when you went to my house about putting several acres of farmland in my home under my name - yes.

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Mogen and his son looked at each other, with excitement and joy in their eyes.

These acres have to pay taxes every year. If they can be named under the name of Dajie, a master of the country, the taxes will be reduced by several percent.

Of course, it is impossible to hang up in vain. Every year, it is necessary to show filial piety to the master's family.

But compared to the few percent tax, the overall amount of food that ends up in the hands is still more than before. It’s worth it! It’s worth it!

"Thank you very much, what about second place?" Mo Gen's son asked impatiently.

As a result, he was slapped by Mo Gen and said, "How dare you interrupt what I'm talking about? Listen honestly!"

Mo Gen's son immediately didn't dare to say anything.

Dajie continued: "Second point, after the new year, if Uncle Mogen and his cousin are willing, they can go to the mountains to seek development. It just so happens that my family's pig farm is looking for helpers to take care of food, housing, and work..."

"That's great. We are willing. Of course we are. We are so willing!" Mo Gen's son couldn't hold back and expressed his stance before Mo Gen could.

Even though he had been slapped by Mo Gen just now, with such a big sweet date in front of him, he didn't care even if he was punched or kicked. He responded first so that the other party could see his sincerity.

Mo Gen didn't hit his son this time because he was very excited and happy.

Originally, I thought of finding a way to work as a helper first, as long as I took care of food and accommodation, but I didn't dare to mention the wages or not. When I do well in the future, I believe that the old Sun family will not give me a penny.

Now Dajie has offered to start working. It's such a good thing. I don't blame his son for being excited. He himself can't hide his happiness.

When it came to the pig farm, Lao Suntou also spoke out at this time.

"Mogen, you have to think carefully. Raising pigs is a tiring and dirty job. You have to be patient when dealing with pigs every day. These young people may not be able to endure the hardship."

"Uncle, don't worry. This guy also raises pigs at home. He takes care of my pigs."

Mo Gen said to Lao Suntou, and at the same time poked his son's arm, "Hurry up and show your attitude to your father!"

Mo Gen's son immediately stood up straight, raised his hand and promised Lao Sun: "Master, I promise that I can endure the hardship, and I won't run away half-heartedly. Don't worry!"

Old Suntou smiled and nodded, "Okay, it's a good thing that young people are determined to endure hardships. Your father is not too old now and can help you. In a few years, he will no longer be able to help you when he gets older.

You have to support the family!"

"As for the specific details of the errand, wages, etc., your uncle and aunt will explain it to you carefully when you go out after the Chinese New Year."

When Lao Suntou said this, Xiaojie's father also nodded in agreement.

Dajie waited for several elders to finish speaking, and then went on to tell Mo Gen and his son the last point.

"The third and final point,"

"Actually, I want to ask Uncle Mogen to help take care of my family's old house and cemetery."

Before Dajie finished speaking, Mo Gen immediately assured him: "Don't worry, nephew, even if you don't tell me about this matter, I will take it seriously."

"I will take care of the old house and cemetery as if they were my own. If anything is damaged, I will find someone to repair it!"

Lao Suntou and Xiao Jie's father all smiled gratefully at Mo Gen.

In fact, when Mo Gen and several villagers were arguing with each other earlier, they were all surprised when they heard that Mo Gen helped repair the corners of the old house and shoveled the snow in the yard. Even though they were surprised, they were all grateful.

Old Suntou couldn't help but said: "Yes, Mo Gen, we haven't been in the village for many years, and we can't take care of many things at the old house and cemetery, so I have to worry about you."

Mo Gen was flattered: "Uncle, what you said has gone unnoticed. Whether it is public or private, these are all my duties. I will definitely take it into consideration."

Lao Suntou nodded repeatedly.

Xiaojie's father also said sincerely: "Brother Mo Gen, please remember the cost when the time comes to hire craftsmen to repair the house, or help advance the payment first, and then allocate it to you when we come back!"

Mo Gen frowned, his face full of displeasure, "Brother, what you said is even more outrageous! When my son goes to learn how to raise pigs with you, I have to ask you to take more care of him!"

Xiaojie's father smiled and said: "Take care of each other, take care of each other!"

Lao Suntou also smiled and smoothed things over, "Yes, we are all our own people, and we don't want to talk to outsiders!"

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The meals at Mogen's house are very sumptuous. They are all hard vegetables in big bowls. Mother Mogen, her daughter-in-law, and her granddaughter worked hard in the kitchen for a long time before cooking them. I guess the New Year's Eve dinner at Mogen's house has never been so sumptuous.

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Mo Gen took out the wine that he was usually reluctant to drink, and took Lao Suntou and Yang Huazhong to drink.

Yang Huazhong and Xiao Jie's father had to drive and did not dare to drink too much. As for young people of Luo Fengtang's generation, alcohol was basically dispensable.

So in the end, it became a drinking match between Lao Suntou and Mo Gen. Lao Sun Tou was very happy after drinking. He talked about many things in the past with Mo Gen, and there were some figures of Mo Gen's father in it.
Chapter completed!