I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 450: Consuming oneself

Even if he grits his teeth and carries it hard, he has to bear it, otherwise, all the hard work in the early stage will be in vain.

 Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Bai Yunsong's promise.

"That's good. Li Zheng goes to report to the official first. Go back quickly. We are waiting for you to come back to discuss the donation."

Looking at the continuous flakes of goose feather snow, Bai Yunsong did not dare to delay. He went home and put on his raincoat, preparing to go to the town to report to the official.

The old patriarch looked at his son, highlighting the smoke in his mouth, "Other than going to the town to report it to the official, what are you going to do with the stolen house?"

Hearing his father's questions, Baiyun Song's already depressed heart became even more agitated.

“Last year during the snow disaster, the food donated by the villagers helped those families tide over the difficulties. This year, if it was someone else, would they still be able to do nothing to save them?”

Hearing his son's irritable tone, the old patriarch was silent for a while and sighed.

"The families that suffered from the snow disaster last year were caused by natural disasters and man-made disasters. In the final analysis, it was caused by laziness. It would be great if families like them can take care of themselves and not go hungry. If you take the lead in collecting food donations, you have to count on other villagers to contribute. This time, you have a lot of complaints here."

"We all live in the same village, and it might be their turn one day. Since the incident didn't fall on me, naturally a hundred of them wouldn't want to, but which one of them dares to promise me that I won't be unlucky next time?"

Bai Yunsong looked at his squinting father. This man looked anxious.

"As long as they dare not promise, they have to donate food, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

 Speaking, without waiting for the old patriarch to speak, he put his hat on his head, turned around and went out.

 The old patriarch looked at his son's back and sighed deeply. This child has taken on too many things for himself.

Perhaps he made a mistake and should not have passed on the official position to him. Dealing with the affairs between the neighbors should not be based on enthusiasm alone.

“Old lady, ask Mrs. Zheng to go to Lao San’s house, call Yunshan, and tell him that I have something to do with him.”

 “What are you doing with Yunshan?”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. If your son continues like this, the family's food will run out sooner or later. That boy in Yunshan is smart, let me see if he has any good ideas?"

The old patriarch glared at her. After the last time Yunshan and Yunxi girl teamed up to seize food, he felt that Yunshan's boy had quick reactions and courage. I wonder what he thought of the theft in the village?

"What? You want Yunshan to steal our son's limelight?" When Mrs. Bai heard this, she immediately became unhappy.

"Silly old woman, your son is taking charge of everything. He is in the limelight, but sooner or later the family will be empty. You will regret it when you are hungry."

As the old patriarch said, he knocked the leg of the bench angrily.

“Yunshan often works in the county and is well-informed. Asking his opinion will also reduce your son’s burden.”

 When it came to the food at home, Old Mrs. Bai choked, and then she snorted unconvincedly,

"Song'er is a good person. He only needs to lead people to collect grain. As long as he doesn't use his own food, how can he spend all his money?"

"Your son is Li Zheng. If he doesn't take the lead in donating food, why should others donate? I'm too lazy to give you nonsense. I'll tell Zheng to call Yunshan."

 Forget it if you make him mad, one or two will only cause too much trouble for him.

Seeing that the old man was angry, Mrs. Bai didn't say much. She walked to the door with crutches, raised the curtain and shouted into the next room, which frightened Ms. Zheng.

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

 (End of this chapter)