After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Fan Qian walked in with his hands behind his back and his shoulders slumped.

He also felt that his mother was difficult to deal with.

In the past, even if it wasn't a disaster year, his parents would be able to sell their land to make a living. But when he encountered a flood and was about to run out of food, his mother still refused to sell!

Isn't this making things difficult for him?

He looked at the concerned eyes of the people in the room, sighed and said: "The old village chief called to talk about selling rabbits. We will leave early tomorrow."

The villagers still have rabbits to sell, and they earn four or five taels by delivering goods to Mr. Bai, while their own family only earns one tael, so their lives are better than their own.

Fan Dazhu complained: "It would have been better if we had raised rabbits too!"

After saying that, he looked at his mother and grandma complainingly.

The two of them had played a trick at first and exchanged the old hens for the little rabbits that had just emerged from the nest. As a result, the second aunt picked out all male rabbits, so they had no choice but to send them back.

Otherwise, I can now sell rabbits to buy food.

Sun Jinhua scolded: "Hu Shuiqing didn't trick us!"

Besides, they honestly wanted to exchange it later, weren't they poisoned?

With his body so weak, he hired his younger brother to take care of the whole family alone. How could he have time to collect grass to feed the rabbits?

"It's because you are lazy and don't want to work. If you are willing to go out and cut grass, we can also feed the rabbits."

Fan Dazhu and the four others groaned and said nothing.

When there was food to eat, who would want to work more?

Isn’t it comfortable to play?

And raising rabbits not only requires cutting grass, but also cleaning and drying, cleaning the rabbit nest, and guarding the rabbits when they are born... There are so many things to do, and there is almost no rest. How can they men do that? Do these little things.

As a family, you complain about me and I complain about you. Anyway, it’s everyone else’s fault and you have no fault at all.

The work that I didn't do in the past was also something that I had to do because I had no choice but to do it.

Fan Qian's head hurt from the noise, and he roared angrily: "Okay!

Stop arguing. Tomorrow I will go to Fucheng to find a way to meet Brother Damu. He has been staying at our house for such a long time. I will say that he will definitely help us. "

"Dad, Uncle Damu has been sold into slavery, what can he do?" Fan Sizhu really couldn't trust Fan Damu.

Fan Erzhu disagreed: "Even if Uncle Da Mu sells himself as a slave, he is still a slave of the county magistrate's family! Do you think he is from the second uncle's family?"

They are also servants, Magistrate Wu is also an official, and he follows the officials to enjoy the popular food and drink spicy food.

On the other hand, those people in the second uncle's family are afraid that they can only eat water and water every meal, and they will starve to death. How can they compare with Uncle Damu.

Fan Qian thought so too.

Fan's mother winked at her eldest son, walked aside and said, "Please find out how much money Zhaodi can get for this."

Fan Qian opened his mouth, "Mom, I'm only eight years old when I recruit my brother!"

How many taels can an eight-year-old sell for? Moreover, my biological daughter still has a different mentality than when she sold Da Ya Er Ya.

It doesn't matter if you have a lot of money. Is a small amount of money really worth the bad reputation of selling your daughter?

"You can do a lot of work at the age of eight! I've heard that those wealthy families buy their people when they are young and learn the rules. It is at this age that you can sell into a good family." Mother Fan raised her drooped eyelids and said coldly. Said coldly.

Fan Qian hesitated when he heard that he could sell it to a good family.

If you sell to a wealthy family, you won't suffer any loss in recruiting younger brothers. You can enjoy the blessings and help the family at the same time, so you won't have to sell your land.

He actually doesn't mind selling the land, but he doesn't want to sell it to the second son's family!

It's just that now, except for the second son's family, no one else in the village will buy it.

If she recruits her younger brother to work as a maid in a wealthy family, she might be able to find a way to make money for her four brothers in the future. If she falls into the eyes of a noble man again, it is not impossible for her four brothers to achieve great success...

"But, she is dark, thin and short. Can a wealthy family like her?"

Is it also chosen by rich families?

“You’re stupid, if you recruit a good-looking brother, you still need to ask Da Mu for help?

I'm looking for him just because I want to enter the county magistrate's house. I heard from my elder sister-in-law that there are two legitimate sons in Wu County Magistrate's family, named Guangzong Yaozu. They are not very old. If I can get hold of one of them, From now on, you will become the county magistrate’s in-laws! "

Fan Qian's brows were still furrowed when he heard the previous sentence, until the last sentence.

The county magistrate's in-laws, this was something he would never have dreamed of in the past.

Now that his mother says this, it doesn't feel impossible.

"Okay, mother, I'll go find Brother Damu for help tomorrow!"

The second brother said before that Zhaodi's leg injury will be almost healed in two months. Now it's almost two months, and Zhaodi will be sent back at any time.

The whole family can only eat half full now, can't they live longer if they have another mouth to eat?

The tree moves the dead and the person moves the living. Maybe he will be grateful for the decision he made today in the future!

·

Fan Zhaodi has been a little worried recently.

She came to her second aunt's house in June, and now it's early August, and she's almost healed even if she excuses her leg injury.

Although she didn't want to go back, she should forgive her. She couldn't stay here shamelessly just because her second aunt and her family were well.

"You want to go back?" Shui Qing asked in surprise as he looked at the shy little girl who had grown flesh on her cheeks and had grown taller.

In just two months, the little girl's body has changed dramatically.

She always felt that the little girl liked to stay at her house - although she did have to do a lot more work at home and was busy like a spinning top every day, she was always happy to have a younger brother.

She also always thought that as long as Fan Qian and Sun Jinhua did not come to pick her up, the little girl would not go back and suffer.

I never expected that she would offer to come back.

Fan Zhaodi grunted, "I, it's time for me to go back."

If I don't go back, I'm afraid my parents will make trouble again.

And no matter how well the second uncle and second aunt raised her, her parents would not be grateful to them. They would just think why not raise her four brothers together? What's the use of just raising her a niece?

Shui Qing understood.

It's 'should' go back rather than wanting to go back.

She looked at Fan Jin, who was silent beside her, and sighed: "Okay, you and Yan Qiuxing will make an appointment with them when you return to Jianghehu. If you are hungry in the future, ask them to bring you some food."

What a pity it would be to lose the little meat that the little girl managed to raise.

"Okay, second aunt, don't worry. I'll find my eldest and second sister when I'm hungry." Fan Zhaodi's nose felt sore and he held it back.

She would not come to them to ask for food. She knew the temperaments of her parents and brothers. Once she found out that her second uncle and second aunt cared about her, she would instead take advantage of them.

In fact, her brothers had come to her before and asked her to secretly take food out for them to eat. They also knew that her leg injury was healed and she could work, so she thought about going back.

Shui Qing glanced at Fan Jin again, and seeing that he still didn't express anything, he could only stand up and said, "Auntie, I'll pack two sets of clothes for you."