Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

"During this period, we went to look for them several times. Have they ever compromised? The second son and his wife were beaten up by Song Chuman last time. They knelt in front of Ji Lizheng's house for so long. It's only been a few days? You have forgotten it again."

Song Hemao touched his knee, which was still aching, and said aggrievedly, "I... I just can't accept it. I can't accept that my elder brother left our family and lived a better life than us, while our lives are getting worse and worse."

How come Song Xiangqian doesn’t know what his sons are thinking?

Now when he goes out, he can hear people laughing at him every day.

The most common saying is that the son who can make money is driven away, and the son who cannot make money is treated as a treasure.

Sometimes people would pass by the shack where they lived and make fun of them.

He was already feeling a little angry.

But Ji Lizheng was on Song Hexiu's side. It was he who took the initiative to divide the family business. Even if he came now, he would probably get nothing, just like the previous times.

After thinking it over, Song Xiangqian frowned and said, "Well, if you are not willing to give up, why don't you work hard to make money? Now you have to rely on your wife to work in the sea to support yourself?"

"Before I asked you to go fishing, but every time you just walked around the beach, ran to the mountains, or ran to other places to have fun. Don't think I don't know."

Although there are few things, the cave is small enough, and moving them all out will affect our lives.

Although the effect is great, it is still worse than having a pad.

Seeing her sons being scolded, Li Cuicui quickly defended them, "It's bad, he stopped scolding us. Did he agree to let us go out to work in the first place? Now he is blaming us."

Song Xiangqian muttered loudly, "Of course I am willing, but are you really going to watch me build a house?"

There was nothing they could do. After being taught by Song He for so many years, they didn't know how to do anything and didn't want to do anything.

Song Hemao glared at his wife and said, "Forget it. You are just fussing about the future. We have two sons. Before the roof is built, we must go to the sea. Children can go to the sea. If we still do it, we will be useless."

Song Chuhuai was looking forward to it.

Yes, let’s think of a solution before it’s destroyed.

Marrying a woman like that is truly the most regrettable thing you will ever do in your life.

The others' eyes lit up when they heard that.

Song Hemao rolled his eyes and said, "Just let me build it. You have ways to stop it now. Let's talk about it later. Anyway, it can't be yours before it's built."

Suddenly no one was there.

Shi Jiahuai's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sister, does he really want to buy a carriage?"

Song Chuman handed you the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone that belonged to He Dashuang, "Cousin, here you go."

On the other side, after the oxcart left, Song Chuman said, "It's still more convenient to not have a car. You can go wherever you want. When the house is broken, you have to buy a car, either an oxcart or a horse carriage."

Song Chuman: "Of course, if you don't have a house, you must have a car. It will be more convenient to travel."

After cleaning up the broken things, Song Hexiu taught the children to read and write.

Song Xiangqian's face was full of willingness, "Father..."

Gao Siyue and Huang Xiaoli also looked dissatisfied.

Song Hemao and Song Hewei choked at the same time.

Song Hemao said with a hot face: "Does he want people to say that he is like his younger brother? Does he want to continue to make fun of others?"

In order to prevent the food from getting damp, Song Chuman also laid thick wooden boards on the ground.