Chapter 69: Land Deed Written by Zhao Yan
At this moment, my third uncle was standing aside, secretly admiring him in his heart.
He looked at Shen Xia's calm expression when talking with the county magistrate, and couldn't help but sigh that if it were him, he would probably be so nervous that he would be at a loss even when meeting the mayor!
After all, the highest-ranking official he had ever seen in his life was just a village head.
Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, he came to his senses and thought that he was fortunate enough to see the county magistrate at such a close distance, and he must make some impression on the county magistrate.
He then bravely stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "I, Song Erming, the village chief of Fanhua Village in Qiushui Town, pay my respects to you, Your Excellency!"
The county magistrate then turned his gaze towards him and said calmly, "Oh? You are a family."
Song Erming nodded hurriedly and replied, "Yes, sir. I am Shen Xia's third uncle. I originally came to the yamen today to handle land deed matters, but happened to meet you here to investigate a case." As he spoke, he carefully explained his purpose to the county magistrate, fearing that he would be negligent in the slightest.
"Well," he said to the clerk beside him, "Jinshu, go and help them with it."
"Yes," the man next to him named Jinshu responded.
This is Zheng Jinshu, a good friend of County Magistrate Gu Zizhan. He had accompanied Gu Zizhan to hide in Wuyang County.
Shen Xia looked at the man in front of him. He should be the county magistrate who is in charge of clerical work!
Then Shen Xia said to the county magistrate: "Goodbye."
"Yes." The county magistrate nodded.
Gu Zizhan looked at Shen Xia's back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, perhaps without even noticing it himself.
Shen Xia and Third Uncle Song Ming followed the clerk to the other side, which was on the left side of the yard, where there was an office.
I haven't noticed it before I came in.
The room is not very big and there is a desk in the front.
Lord Zheng Jinshu then walked forward and sat down: "Take out your land deeds!"
Third Uncle took out the deed to the wasteland from his arms, and then Shen Xia also took out the deed to Aunt Liu's two acres of land from his arms.
Uncle San looked at the land deed in Shen Xia's hand and said, "Xiao Xia, do you still have land deeds to process?"
"Yes, these are the two acres of land between our old house and the wasteland. They belong to Aunt Liu next door. She is willing to sell it to us, so we brought them here to go through the formalities." Shen Xia explained the reason.
The man named Jinshu glanced at the two deeds in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Whose name should be written?"
At this time, the uncle standing by answered without hesitation: "Write Shen Xia's name."
However, almost at the same time, Shen Xia firmly said another name: "Zhao Yan."
Upon hearing this answer, Uncle San and Song Ming couldn't help but look surprised.
Uncle San frowned and asked in confusion: "Xiao Xia, didn't your mother say she wanted to write your name?"
Song Ming on the side also quickly agreed: "Yes! Xia Xia, it is more appropriate to write your name, the money is earned by you."
Shen Xia smiled and said, "It's okay. It doesn't matter whose name the family members write. Just write mom's name."
Faced with everyone's doubts, Shen Xia still insisted on his own opinion.
However, Jinshu, who was standing aside at this moment, had a look of surprise on his face.
Zheng Jinshu, who was full of curiosity, couldn't help but ask, "So, who is this Zhao Yan?"
At this time, Song Ming took over the conversation and replied softly: "She is my mother..."
When Zheng Jinshu heard this, he felt that something was fishy.
He sorted out the facts secretly and roughly understood: it turned out that the man in front of him had expressed his wish to have Shen Xia's name written on the deed during the discussion with the village chief, which meant that Shen Xia should be the daughter-in-law of this family;
But now the daughter-in-law insisted on having the title deed written in the name of her mother-in-law Zhao Yan.
Such a rare situation really opened his eyes.
At this time, the young man named Jinshu asked, "Whose name should be written?"
Shen Xia said seriously, "Write Zhao Yan's name."
Song Ming was silent. He always followed Xia Xia's decision.
But Xia Xia doesn't want to write her own name. Does she have other plans?
I was very worried. What's more, I had a conflict with my eldest brother yesterday, so I couldn't help but be worried!
Third Uncle didn't say anything when he saw Shen Xia's firm attitude. In fact, he was more optimistic about writing the names of several children.
It’s just not good to write anyone’s name on the child’s name.
Then he followed Shen Xia.
Seeing that no one objected, Zheng Jinshu said, "Okay then."
Then the young man rewrote four deeds, stamped them with the official seal, kept two copies for the file, and gave two copies to Shen Xia: "The tax for the wasteland is 200 coins, and the fee for the good farmland is 100 coins."
Shen Xia did not wonder why the price of good land was so expensive, but simply took out silver from his pocket to pay.
After all, when it comes to government work, even if you have doubts or want to refute something, it will be futile.
At this time, the Third Uncle also took out the silver and money, and after watching Shen Xia pay the silver and money, he said: "Xiao Xia! Hasn't the tax for that piece of wasteland been paid to me?"
"It's okay, Third Uncle. It's not much if I pay together." Shen Xia replied with a smile.
The third uncle looked at Shen Xia in front of him carefully and found that she was completely different from before.
The temperament and demeanor she exudes in her every move makes it hard to imagine that she was a child born and raised in the countryside.
Zheng Jinshu looked at the silver that Shen Xia handed over and said, "Aren't you curious why ten acres of wasteland only cost two hundred coins in tax, but two acres of good land only cost one hundred coins in tax?"
Shen Xia looked at Jin Shu's curious expression and said jokingly, "People who are too curious will not live long."
Zheng Jinshu choked. Was she talking about herself, or was she implying something about herself?
In fact, I am not very curious about her, but I feel that there are not many people who can make Zizhan look at her with new eyes.
I can't help but be curious. It's really special.
There is no one who doesn't like to have his or her name on the deed.
But she was the only exception.
What's the situation of their family? They don't even want to write their own name on the land. Or they don't like this man.
It's hard to have other ideas,
In just a short period of time, the young man named Zheng Jinshu came up with a fantastic idea for a script.
Of course Shen Xia didn’t know all this.
He just looked at the panicking man and said, "Sir, is there anything else? If not, we will take our leave."
The young man came back to his senses and said, "No more, you guys go!"
Shen Xia bowed and said, "Thank you, sir."
After saying that, he left with his third uncle and Song Ming.
The three of them went out and looked at Uncle Yang at the door.
He is waiting at the door.
Shen Xia stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry to have kept Uncle Yang waiting for a long time."
"No, is it done?" Uncle Yang asked with a smile.
"Okay, let's go! I think everyone is hungry! Let's go eat something." Shen Xia suggested.
The Third Uncle was a relatively frugal person: "Let's go back and eat! Don't waste money."
Shen Xia smiled and said, "That won't do. If mother knew that Third Uncle Yang did things for us and let you go hungry, she would definitely blame me."
Third Uncle looked at Shen Xia's sincere face and thought that it didn't matter. Even if he was not hungry, Xiao Xia might be hungry too.
Anyway, no matter how much money Xiao Xia gave, you can just pay for the food yourself later.
Uncle Yang saw that neither of them was hesitant, so he agreed.