Chapter 475 - 464: Teaching a Lesson
The people from the Zhao Family, when watched like this by the villagers of Qili Village, couldn’t help their faces turn red, thick-skinned as they might have been.
They glanced at Old Zhou’s currently impressive brick and tile house, and Zhao First and the others weren’t willing to leave just like that. They didn’t know why, but they only harvested two bags of winter wheat last year, and by now, they were almost out of grain.
There was still a while to go before the summer harvest.
Just as Zhao First was about to get tough and throw a tantrum, Uncle Lai couldn’t stand it any longer and pushed his way through the crowd. He was quite old and belonged to the eldest generation in the village, and today he was responsible for sitting at the front to collect the condolence gifts.
His memory was still good, and he knew all of Old Zhou’s relatives. His job was to collect the ceremonial gifts so that he could later inform Old Zhou about who had come and who had not, just to keep him informed.
Generally, the gifts given in rural areas were fixed, though some families would be more generous, and the receiving family would have to remember that, to repay the favor in the future.
So such a task had to be entrusted to a clear-headed elder.
Uncle Lai certainly knew what the Zhao Family had brought today and was also well aware of the relationship between the two families over the past thirty years.
It was the year Zhou Yin sold himself when the feud between the two families completely erupted. That was the eleventh year of Dade, and he still vividly remembered the drought of that year.
Uncle Lai sighed. It was since then that the downfall of the Zhao family began. It could be said that it was due to poverty, but not entirely.
Wasn’t the Zhou family poor?