Tan Dasha went straight to his house with a whole half bag of yam.

As soon as he entered the yard, he shouted excitedly: "Mom, mom, look at how many yams I dug today."

Old Mrs. Tan did not come out, but Liu Daliang from Liu Qingshan's second grandfather's house walked out of the main hall of Tan Dasha's house.

There were also a few other lazy men from the village who came out together.

These lazy men are lazy and often go to Tan Dasha’s house to eat and drink.

Tan Da was stupid and naturally could not withstand the instigation of these people. If he brought something delicious from the mountains, he would rarely exchange it for money. He would cook it directly at home to entertain these lazy people.

Mrs. Tan probably felt that she had offended too many people and almost no other villagers visited her at home, so she often turned a blind eye to these people.

Look, seeing Tan Dasha bringing back half a bag of yam, the lazy men were so happy.

Among these lazy men, Liu Daliang is just a small character. If you want to talk about sweet words and hide a knife in your heart, then it must be the leader of these lazy men, a man named Wang Youxin.

Wang Youxin is in his fifties, neither tall nor fat, with messy hair, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his dirty eyes always flashing with calculating.

This person is a typical person who "eats your wine and makes you drunk." In the past, after eating and drinking freely at Tan Dasha's house, he would also say bad things about Tan Dasha's house, or follow other villagers to criticize Old Mrs. Tan.

Of course, no one told Tan Dasha and Old Lady Tan about these things, so they naturally wouldn't know about them.

Wang Youxin walked out first, stood beside Tan Dasha, who was a little stunned, took the snakeskin bag from him, opened the bag and took a look in, and was even more happy: "Dasha, okay, I dug so many yams today. You are so amazing."

Tan Dasha had a simple mind and couldn't listen to others praising him for being good, putting a high hat on him or gilding him on his face.

He smiled silly and didn't say anything.

Wang Youxin had already figured out Tan Dasha's temperament. Seeing that the past moves were effective immediately, he quickly became a hot iron and said with a smile: "Dasha, you can't just have yams. It's not delicious to eat yams, you have to make soup with old chickens."

"Yes, yes, it's best to cook old chicken in yam." Liu Daliang echoed.

Although Liu Daliang and Liu Erliang are brothers, they look very different.

Although Liu Erliang is not a good talent, he is also neat and well-behaved, and looks to be considered a mid-to-high level.

But Liu Daliang is different. His size inherits his mother's short body, while his hair leaves his father's Mediterranean hairstyle.

One of the two brothers inherited the strengths of their parents, and the other inherited the weaknesses of their parents.

Tan Dasha glanced at Liu Daliang, and suddenly remembered what Liu Qingshan had told before he returned home. He was shocked and shook his head and said, "No, no, no, these yams are sold for money if they don't take."

When Wang Youxin heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

However, he immediately came to his senses and remembered that Tan Dasha had said this before, but in the end, he was fooled and obedient.

A sneer flashed across his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised high: "Hey, Dasha, you are so stupid. Even if you sell this yam, you can't sell it for a long time. It's better to keep it for yourself. If others can be willing to buy yams, we should be willing to take them even more."

"Yes, Dasha, what are you selling? Don't sell it, just cook it and eat it."

"Kill the chicken, kill a chicken and make yam, let's drink a few cups together."

Seeing everyone making excitement, Old Mrs. Tan, who was standing at the door of the main hall, said nothing.

Although she didn't want this to happen, she couldn't let her son not even have a friend in order to save a few bowls of rice or because she couldn't bear to give up a chicken.

Although these people are lazy, they often interact with their sons. If even these people are unwilling to visit her family or be friends with her son, I really don’t know who is willing to visit her in the future, and who is willing to be friends with her stupid son.

However, when she thought of greeting these people again, she had to give up a pot of rice, a few kilograms of rice wine, a chicken, and a few yams in vain.

If these things are converted into money, they will be worth hundreds of dollars.

Alas, there will be gains when there are any mistakes. I hope that in a hundred years, when her son cannot have food, these people can at least help her son with her past relationship.

Old Mrs. Tan is obviously not very smart, otherwise it would have been impossible for her son to be sincere to these people long ago.

There is a good local dialect saying, "People are good for a long time, things are good for a long time."

The general meaning is that when people treat each other sincerely, friendship will naturally last, and all feelings that need to be maintained by matter will not last.

Although Tan Dasha had not yet understood this truth, he remembered Liu Qingshan's words in his heart.

"No." He refused in one bite, and refused very simply, "I said I wouldn't eat it. You don't have to say anything more. You just say it, but you don't eat it. I still owe the village chief a lot of money. These yams are sold to pay off their debts. You took my yams and my chickens. Do you want to help me pay back the money?"

As soon as these words were said, not only a few lazy men were stunned, but even Mrs. Tan was shocked.

Is this still the stupid Tan Dasha who was instigated by others before?

Wang Youxin was very upset when he saw that he was disappointed. However, at other people's house, he couldn't do anything, so he continued to say, "Oh, silly, you can't pay off the village chief's money at once, and the village chief doesn't have that little money. What's more important if you're late or late? Isn't this belly a little more important?"

Tan Dasha thought about marrying a wife and did not listen to Wang Youxin's words at all.

He remembered what Liu Qingshan said, and he must give the yam to the village chief as soon as possible. So he bypassed Wang Youxin and others and shouted at the door of the hall: "Mom, I'll go and give the yam to the village chief. Please help me boil the water. I'll take a shower when I come back."

"Okay." Old Mrs. Tan was very happy.

I was so happy that tears were almost coming out.

It has been decades since my son rejected others so clearly and rationally.

In the past, whether these lazy men instigated him to work or spend money, he would never refuse. But this time, he refused so simply and resolutely, which made Mrs. Tan seem to have seen that her son could still live a good life a hundred years later.
Chapter completed!