The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 224 You Casanova (6)_1

Chapter 224: Chapter 224 You Casanova (6)_1

Fang Hui simply had to drag them to her home, "Even if you don’t eat, have some tea before you leave! We’ve got duck eggs that were pickled a while back and are just becoming edible. Feng Bo was saying yesterday that he wanted to send some over to you!"

"No need, Auntie! The tea house shopkeeper sent us several dozen, and we’re worrying about how to finish them! That’s why we’re packing a few for you." Pei Qin called back, saying they still had work at home and couldn’t accept the offer, as she hurried the donkey cart away.

The wives turning wheat in the neighboring field laughed and said to Fang Hui, "Your niece really is something! She bought a residence in town and built a new house! She even drives that donkey cart so smoothly! And she’s good-looking to boot!"

Fang Hui’s face beamed with pride. Knowing the woman was talkative, she didn’t engage further and turned to continue harvesting the wheat.

In the evening, they cooked zongzi with several flavors, and Grandma Feng expressed her contentment to Fang Hui, praising, "Qinqin really has skillful hands! These zongzi are wrapped so beautifully, and with so much variety inside, things we never thought to include. I didn’t expect them to taste so good!"

"Qinqin is capable and sensible. What’s rare is that she can read and do arithmetic! She’s teaching her younger sisters those skills too. Wendong has already been sent to school, so there’s no way he’ll go wrong in the future!" Fang Hui also laughed with satisfaction. Although she was a motherless eldest daughter with several youngsters to look after, having such ability made her a lot stronger than others!

"The shopkeeper gave them a few duck eggs, and they didn’t even want to eat them but gave them to us instead. We should send them something too, right?" Feng Bo asked Fang Hui while eating a zongzi.

"Let’s send them some vegetables! They don’t have any land, so they have to spend money to buy any veggies!" Fang Hui mused.

"Sure! We have more vegetables in our garden than we can eat anyway, so we’ll send some over to them more often," said Feng Bo with a somewhat shy smile.

Grandma Feng and the others all laughed.

Pei Qin also laughed. It was nice to have strong support—Sun Lizheng had let slip the news, and Landlord Zhao, upon hearing that she wanted to buy land, immediately mentioned that he was looking at a plot of over fifty acres—he found it too small and asked if it suited her needs and if she would like to buy it. The exact amount of land she had asked Sun Lizheng to inquire about—thirty to fifty acres—seemed to be waiting just for her!

"Landlord Zhao is just extending goodwill but probably just wants you as a go-between. Neither the Wang family nor Chang’s house are fools; if he has any schemes, they won’t let him have his way without cost. Landlord Zhao must know that too. You won’t lose anything; you need the land anyway, so just go ahead and buy it!" Shen Songming listened and felt it was a good idea, so he told her to go ahead with the purchase.

Hearing this, Pei Qin promptly took out the silver, ready to buy those fifty-some acres.

Sun Lizheng informed her that since she was not yet of marriageable age, she could only purchase land under Pei Zongli’s name.

"Damn it! I’m buying the land, why would I write his name on it!?" Pei Qin swore on the spot.

Sun Lizheng coughed twice and explained that under Chu Nation’s laws, a woman could possess private property only after she was married or reached fifteen years of age, which meant coming of age.

Pei Qin’s birthday was in December, and she was still half a year shy of fifteen. But now, they certainly couldn’t write Pei Zongli’s name on the purchased land. She might as well twist his neck!

"Then just write my name! I do have a title, after all. If it’s under my name, you won’t even have to pay the grain tax!" Shen Songming interjected.

Given his official title and his fluent Mandarin, Sun Lizheng gave him several looks, his gaze questioning Pei Qin. This man clearly wasn’t from Taiping Town; was it reliable to write his name on dozens of acres of land?

Seeing his skeptical look, Shen Songming couldn’t help but feel like mocking him. If he wasn’t reliable, then there would be no one in this world who could be more reliable for Pei Qin! And the silver for buying the land had come from him, so what was there to doubt?