The ox driver was called Uncle Ox. His surname was not Ox, but because he often drove people to the county town. As time went by, people would call him Uncle Ox. He was the only person in the village with an ox, and his life was much richer than the average person's.
Uncle Ox obviously knew Jian Dalang. Seeing that he had bought so many things, he said sourly, "What kind of fortune has Dalang made? Why would he buy so many things?"
There was so much meat that even he could not buy so much at once.
Father Jian smiled foolishly. "How could I make a fortune? I ate too many wild vegetables. Not to mention us, the children at home are all skinny. My father took out all of the family's money, and the child's mother also went to his mother's house to borrow some money. That's why I bought these grains. Otherwise, I'm afraid the child wouldn't be able to hold on."
