Chapter 312 - Chapter 312: Only the Desolate Mountain

Chapter 312 - Chapter 312: Only the Desolate Mountain

Chapter 312: Only the Desolate Mountain
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Only he could look down on and mock Zhou Hengyang; no one else had the right!
If any Tom, Dick, or Harry could look down on or mock him, wouldn’t that mean he, Xu Xiaoxiao, was useless?
It was already embarrassing enough to be related to Zhou Hengyang.
“That’s right. It’s Su Wen’s house.” Liu Chun said good-naturedly. “Who are you? Su Wen doesn’t have any wealthy relatives.”
“No, we’re not… I’m a relative of Zhou Hengyang’s.”
“Ah! So you’re related to Zhou Hengyang!” The old man smiled smugly at Liu Chun and said, “If you head west, you’ll find a cluster of houses with big-tiled roofs. ”
Liu Chun was caught off guard by the old man’s assumption, standing stock still.
However, Xu Xiaoxiao reacted immediately by clambering out of the car. “Get out of the way! What do you mean by we’re related?! I’ll make sure he gets…”
“Wait! Calm down.” They were in a foreign territory. The consequences of their actions would be unthinkable if they acted rashly. After all, it was not feasible for two fists to fight four hands! They were significantly outnumbered. “Shouldn’t we treat our elders with care and respect? You can’t just attack anyone you please! Besides, he isn’t wrong, is he?”
“We are related to Hengyang, aren’t we?”
Liu Chun wrapped his arms around Xu Xiaoxiao’s waist and remarked, “What the heck? I like to say you’ve got a woman’s waist, and you always refuse to admit it… But it does feel slimmer than a woman’s…”
Before Liu Chun could finish his sentence, Xu Xiaoxiao turned on him, giving him a panda eye.
It left Liu Chun speechless.
Why was he always so unlucky? Why couldn’t he keep his mouth shut? In the past, Hengyang had said many things far worse than the words he had just said, but nothing ever happened to him. So why was he the only one punished for whatever he said?
The old man happily watched the show. “There’s a village meeting going on. Su Wen and her live-in son-in-law are probably attending the event. You’ll find them at headquarters. The old man gestured to a building diagonally across from them. “That’s it.”
The drawing of lots in the courtyard of the headquarters had ended. They had to line up to register with the village department director and go through the necessary procedures to finalize their ownership of the land allocated to them. Documents needed to be signed and their fingerprints pressed. It was not the same as before – the last time, they had had to press their fingerprint as part of their agreement to participate in drawing lots.
While queuing, He Yulan asked Su Wen curiously, “Su Wen, what did your family get?”
“We were allocated the barren mountain.” Su Wen feigned indifference, despite her internal delight.
He Yulan frowned when she heard Su Wen’s family had been allocated the barren mountain. The barren mountains were not good. While the terrain was not the worst, it was called barren because nothing would grow on the mountain! The village had tried to reclaim the barren mountains, transforming them into terraced plantations several times, but they never succeeded.
The barren mountains were too steep, and the soil was unsuitable for most crops, such as soybeans and cotton.
“Were you allocated anything else besides the barren mountains?” He Yulan asked expectantly. Su Wen’s family consisted of eight individuals, so the land they were entitled to was over 50 mu.
Su Wen couldn’t have been allocated the entirety of the barren mountains, could she?
“Nope,” Su Wen said. “The village chief and department director said that we were allocated the entirety of the barren mountains, which would make up for the 50 mu of land we were supposed to get.”
Su Wen guessed that Li Youcai managed to work out this compromise since he, too, felt embarrassed by the blatant manipulation of the results of her draw.
No one would have accepted a draw where they only got the barren mountains, not even if it meant gaining over 50 mu of it.
“What?” He Yulan cried in indignance. Just as she was about to speak up, she noticed Su Wen’s sharp look and swallowed her previous words. Quivering, she quickly changed what she had been about to say.
“Su Wen, the villagers are too much. They’re simply bullying you.”
“It’s fine.” Su Wen waved her hand nonchalantly. “My family will be selling steamed cakes in the future anyway. My sisters and I don’t know how to farm, so it would be a waste to have good land in my hands. Since that is the case, giving it to those who know how to work the land would be better.” Those who were about to mock Su Wen almost choked to death..