"I rented five acres to you!"
"Okay, here's a total of one hundred thousand, Uncle Wang, count it yourself!"
"No need, no need, we trust Haozi!"
Wang Xiaoer's dad was an honest man, and unlike the others who felt awkward, he was the first to come up and take the money.
A hundred thousand! This was the income of all their fields combined over three years, not to mention the rent for the land. Now they were suddenly bringing in over a hundred thousand in income.
Seeing that Wang Xiaoer now had the money to get married, his dad was unmentionably happy.
For them, farmers who had been poor for most of their lives, this was a battle that had turned their lives around, and they could finally shake off poverty and march toward wealth.
The only regret for Wang Xiaoer's dad was that they didn't own more land; otherwise, they could have rented out a few more acres to Wang Hao and their family would have really made it big.
