Those who had just expressed their opposition were all scolded and humiliated. But that wasn't all. Finally, Zhao Jinfa used his ultimate move.

"For the sake of harmony in our village, so that the children can all have a bright future and receive more support,..."

Except for the Zhao family, all children in the family who wanted to study received the same education, regardless of gender; only boys were considered precious.

Our village doesn't have those ridiculous rules, like saying daughters are a waste of money. My old man has always wanted a granddaughter.

Look at my good-for-nothing sons, not a single one of them can have children.

"Haha, Village Chief, is it because you love your granddaughter so much that you're making all the girls in our village go to school?" Zhao Xi asked.

Zhao Jinfa rolled his eyes at him.

"What, you have a problem with that? Alright, stop talking nonsense. The money for our Gai Clan Academy and the money for hiring Mr. Xian were all paid by the Qian Ci family. You should know who gave us this good thing."

If I ever hear anyone speaking ill of the Qianci family in the future, don't blame the old man for dealing with them.

"Now that someone's contributed money, shouldn't everyone be more proactive about the remaining tasks, which require effort?"

Whoosh! People of all genders signed up to help build the school.

The chosen location for the clan school is right here at the village entrance.

This place not only has a large enough area, but it also has the best view. Basically, children can see it from their doorsteps when they go to and from school.

A clan school not only needs to be large enough, but also safe enough.

The wall needs to be built high, just in case someone is foolish enough to...

What if they run into the village to steal children? This is where all the children in the village live.

The Zhao family gave out silver notes, and people went to buy bricks, tiles, stones, dig foundations, and buy glutinous rice. Each person performed their duties, and Zhao Jinfeng arranged everything in an orderly manner.

The Zhao family resumed its daily routine of men studying and women practicing martial arts and studying.

The house was quite lively at Qingshan Xiaozhu because all the girls from the shop had returned.

However, when young men and women spend a lot of time together, sparks will naturally fly.

Hong Gu, who has always vowed never to marry, has recently developed feelings for Hong Luan.

The coast took notice and launched a swift offensive.

They would deliver a bunch of wildflowers to someone's door in the morning, or give them a handful of wild fruit or a few wild eggs.

Or they would ask someone to go to town to buy them some snacks or hairbands as a sign of loyalty.

That morning, Hai'an requested an audience with the Huang family.

He knelt down with a thud and said,

"Madam, I have taken a liking to Hong Gu and wish to marry her. I beg you to help me find a matchmaker."

Huang was a little taken aback.

The coastline is like a rough, burly man. Hong Gu is not young either. She is petite, but her temper is as fiery as a chili pepper.

Just imagining that scene makes Huang feel a bit cringe-worthy; it's a combination of beauty and the beast.

"Are you sure you've chosen Cherie Chung? Do you know anything about her past?"

Madam Huang asked, not wanting her servants to cause any unpleasantness later.

The shore bowed again and said,

"Madam, I've taken a liking to Hong Gu. She's a pitiful person, and I don't mind her past."

"I know the rules of our Zhao family: we don't beat our wives, and we give all our earnings to them."

Huang nodded, but felt that the boy's expression of determination was still a bit lacking.

Recently, Zhao Qingyan has been explaining to the whole family the idea that having a boy or a girl is the same, so the whole family can recite that explanation over and over again.

"That kid didn't mention that just now," Huang thought, narrowing her eyes.

"Are you sure that's all? What if Hong Gu's babies are all girls, or she doesn't have any children at all?"

The shore's face flushed red, and he stammered,

"Madam, we're not married yet, how could I dare to think about such things?"

Before I met Hong Gu, I never thought about getting married, let alone having children.

So, whether I have it or not doesn't matter; having it is already a bonus, so why would I dare to have any more expectations?

Huang was satisfied. After dismissing the coastal guards, she summoned Hong Gu.

Hong Gu's face turned bright red. "Madam, did he really propose to you?"

Mr. Huang nodded and then reiterated the promise made by the coast.

Hong Gu thought for a moment and said...

"Madam, I had no plans to get married."

These days I feel that the people on the coast are quite nice. As for what will happen in the long run, I don't know, so I would like to ask the old lady for a favor.

If the coastline ever wrongs me in the future, I hope the old lady will grant us reasonable recourse.

Mrs. Huang nodded, "You're a sensible person, so live a good life from now on. If you're ever upset, just let us know."

It's not easy being a woman in this world.

When you get married, I will also prepare a dowry for you.

Hong Gu happily went downstairs.

Smiling as he watched the people descend.

"It's almost autumn, but it feels like spring to me."

Wang Caixia laughed and said, "Mother has learned to joke, but this happy occasion will definitely not be the only one."

"Hehehe, is that so?"

Huang followed Wang Caixia and started gossiping about their servants.

On this day, Han Sifang came to the Zhao family and presented them with a box of Wangyuelou's signature pastries.

"Old woman, I really don't come here unless I have a reason."

I heard your pigs don't have a strong, unpleasant smell. When are they ready for market? I'm eagerly waiting to take them over.

Oh, and did you also make fruit wine and grape wine this year? We have quite a few people here waiting to buy them.”

Huang smiled and waited for Manager Han to finish saying what she wanted before calling Qian San, who was in charge of raising pigs down the mountain, over.

"Reporting to the old lady, the large pig now weighs nearly 300 jin, and the small one weighs about 250 or 260 jin. It is feasible to sell them now."

I've also seen the pigs at the village chief's house, but they're not as big as ours. The biggest one is probably around 200 jin (100 kg), which is much better than the pigs at other farmers' houses.

The pigs from the families who previously signed contracts with our company were all similar to those from the village chief's family.

Huang nodded, and Han Sifang asked,

"Why are there such big differences even though the feeding methods are the same?"

Qian San clasped his hands in a fist salute again and said,

"Sir, you may not know this, but it has to do with the food we feed them. My piglets eat very well; they're basically fed a mixture of half rice bran and half pig feed, cooked together."

Other families in the village don't have enough food, so the pigs don't get good food and naturally grow slowly.

However, the feeding methods are all the same.

So the taste should be pretty good, just a difference in how much fat is involved.

Han Sifang really wanted to visit the Zhao family's pigsty, so he followed Qian San like a curious child.

Although I had seen the Zhao family's pigsty from afar when I last visited their wedding banquet and thought it was well-maintained, I was impressed by the large amount of investment they made after visiting it up close today.

"The place where your pig lives is better and cleaner than many farmhouses."

Qian Sanbiao was very proud.