Therefore, preparations must be made before planting.

Regarding the oil press issue, Zhao Qingyan could offer Zhao Qingyang little help.

After all, she didn't have the opportunity to study this kind of knowledge in her previous life.

Now, the only way to find the answer to this is for Zhao Qingyang to look for it in the books that Zhao Qingyan has hoarded.

A promising student was turned into a "craftsman" by Zhao Qingyan.

Of course, the skill level of a craftsman also depends on where he or she makes a living.

Those who followed Zhao Qingyang were craftsmen. If they went to the Ministry of Works, they might even hold official positions.

Nowadays, Zhao Qingyang works with Zhao Qingyan. She provides the ideas, and he provides the work. The siblings work together very well.

Zhao Qingyang has made a fortune from these small inventions over the past few years, becoming a hidden little millionaire.

Unlike Zhao Qingyi, who has devoted himself to nature and painting in recent years,

His designs, whether for paintings on porcelain or for clothing and jewelry, were all exquisite.

Besides these, Zhao Qingbei also really likes interior design.

He likes anything that's related to beauty.

Zhao Qingyan was once worried that this boy might have a tendency to become effeminate.

As it turns out, besides liking beautiful things, he's a real man.

He has no effeminate qualities at all; in fact, he has a bit of a stereotypical straight man vibe.

Zhao Qingyan was finally relieved. Although it's normal for men to be homosexual these days, he still had to get married.

Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring. If one's own younger brother really likes men, that would be a very painful thing.

Zhao Qingyang's research is not only quite wasteful of paper and pens, but also of materials.

Sheets of paper were used for drawing, and the machine was repeatedly assembled and tested.

If it weren't for the family's wealth, it would be very difficult to make any inventions or creations.

Zhao Minggeng quickly finished all the dishes on the table.

To help him digest his food, he dragged his two sons out of the house and made them wander around the yard with him.

Fortunately, there were many mosquito-repelling plants planted in the yard.

Otherwise, wandering around outside on a hot summer night would definitely leave you covered in bites.

Even in peaceful times, there will always be someone who wants to cause trouble.

While the father and son were strolling in the back garden, they suddenly heard a noise coming from behind the back wall.

Then, the three of them looked at each other and decided to use whatever was available.

Zhao Minggeng picked up a lot of small stones from the ground.

They planned to wait for people outside the wall to come in and add some fun to the otherwise limited entertainment life of the father and son.

Zhao Qingbei used her lightness skill to fetch reinforcements while also retrieving weapons for her father and brother.

The kid moved very quickly. He went into the training room, hung the weapons on his body, and then left.

He also instructed the housekeeper to guard the main house carefully, especially the grandparents.

As for money and such, none of that matters.

When Zhao Qingbei returned to the back garden from the first courtyard, she saw two grappling hooks on the north wall of her house.

Zhao Qingyi carefully handed the weapons to her father and brother. She really wanted to run over and take the grappling hook off to examine it.

However, let's wait and see.

Once we've captured them all, not only will it be a single flying tiger grab, but everything they have will be Zhao Qingyi's.

Being young means having certain traits, and the way they comfort themselves is quite unique.

For a young boy, Zhao Qingbei is very sunny and cheerful.

In his eyes and heart, there is no problem that cannot be solved, only people that cannot be solved.

For example, when it comes to fighting, he can't even beat Zhao Qingyang, let alone fight his father.

Therefore, Zhao Qingyi never demanded high levels of martial prowess.

He believes that forcing things is foolish.

While Zhao Qingyi was lost in thought,

The people outside the wall had already climbed over it and were peering furtively inside.

It's unclear whether the Zhao father and his two sons were standing in a well-hidden spot.

Or maybe the person who came was too blind, failing to see the three living people in the back garden.

This thief was indeed malnourished and suffered from some night blindness; by nightfall, he was basically half-crippled.

This is why people often commit bad deeds late at night.

He deliberately does bad things before it gets completely dark.

The reason is to enter the target area early.

Then they hide, and in the middle of the night, they drug the victim and then start doing bad things.

They're blind, but they won't admit it.

It's fine to be the boss during the day, but it's a bit of a rip-off to act tough when it comes to taking action at night.

The half-blind man climbed onto the wall, scanned the area, and, seeing nothing clearly, assumed it was safe since he didn't spot any moving human figures.

With a wave of his hand, seven or eight brothers outside jumped in like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

This scene left the three members of the Zhao family looking at each other in bewilderment.

Generally, those who act so fearlessly are either highly skilled in martial arts or genuinely blind.

Judging from their actions, these people did not possess any profound martial arts skills.

The sound of his footsteps was so loud and unsteady, it seemed to summon all the dogs in the surrounding villages.

To reach out and act like a thief is quite courageous.

Once they were sure no one was outside the wall, Zhao Minggeng and his two sons made their move.

The three of them didn't resort to a sneak attack; instead, they walked out from behind the artificial hill in a straightforward manner.

"You've come to visit in the middle of the night. Did you bring me any gifts?"

Zhao Minggeng spoke casually, but he terrified the men in black who had just climbed in.

When have they ever encountered anyone who was awake while they were doing something? Never.

They encountered people who were drugged and couldn't be woken up even after being kicked several times.

His legs trembled and he almost wanted to run away, but his legs felt as heavy as lead and he couldn't move.

The half-blind man knew it was all his fault; if he weren't blind, how could he have led all the brothers in?

But since we're already here, we should take something with us when we leave.

A thief never leaves empty-handed; it's a rule passed down from our ancestors.

The half-blind man shouted.

"Brothers, there are only a few of them, but there are several of us. Each of us can chop them into bloody gourds with one knife."

"A few weak scholars? We brothers can handle them! Charge!"

The skinny boy who first climbed the wall with the half-blind man said in a trembling voice,

"Big brother, they are tall."

The half-blind man was angry. He was already feeling uncertain, and the skinny boy's meddling had instantly deflated his inflated ego.

"Shut up, we have to fight now whether we like it or not."

So, the half-blind man was the first to grab his short blade and head towards the thinnest Zhao Qingyi.

Even if Zhao Qingbei couldn't beat her own brother and father, she wasn't someone that Xiao Xiao could provoke.

Zhao Qingbei raised his foot and kicked the half-blind man in the stomach.

The half-blind man was kicked more than a meter away by Zhao Qingyi.

The short blade slipped from his hand as he landed backward, flying towards the last kid who was trying to climb over the wall to escape.