After hearing this, Zhang was furious. While she was busy collecting the wheat seeds, she sneered with an unpleasant expression, "Third brother's wife is lucky. I can't compare to her. She deserves to suffer. Our Zhizhou is even more unlucky. He is also a boy in the family, but he doesn't deserve to wear new clothes!"

Seeing that she was unhappy, Zhao stopped adding fuel to the fire and said, "Sister-in-law, if you hadn't said it, I'd forgotten that Zhizhou was also going to take the provincial examination. It's a pity that we don't have enough cloth at home, otherwise I would have made a new dress for Fourth Brother."

Zhang glanced at her sideways, feeling extremely resentful. They were all born of the same father. To be honest, why did the third wife, who was born to the stepmother, have to suppress the first and second wives?

Song was afraid that the two would quarrel, so she quietly pulled Zhao's hand and whispered, "Sister-in-law, Mengshan and brother are still busy for some time, let's go plow the land first."

Zhang suppressed her anger and walked out of the courtyard gate with Song, carrying the plow, with an unhappy look on her face.

Yu Fuling also had a lot of opinions about Zhao. She rolled her eyes at Zhao who was sitting in the yard and said to Yu Jiao, "You are not feeling well, so take a good rest at home. I will go to the fields to help mother with work. If you can't come back at noon, you can ask me to help you cook."

Yu Jiao nodded. She had not slept well last night because she was not used to using a menstrual belt. She felt a little sleepy now. After Yu Fuling went to the fields, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Ever since Zhao was scolded by the old man that day, she didn't dare to provoke Yu Jiao again. Now that she saw Yu Jiao didn't go to the fields to work, although she had some complaints in her heart, she didn't dare to say anything.

When Yu Jiao woke up, it was already noon. Mrs. Zhao from the third room was no longer sewing in the yard, and Mrs. Song and the others were still busy in the fields and had not returned yet. Yu Jiao got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

When the food was almost ready, Zhao entered the kitchen and asked, "Is the food ready? Your uncle and the others are waiting to eat!"

Yu Jiao ignored her and put the hand-rolled noodles into the pot. After a while, they were cooked, taken out, and poured the prepared tomato and green bean sauce on them. She then filled two large bowls with the noodles and put them in a basket. She also put bowls and chopsticks in the baskets, and poured a pot of water into each basket. She picked up one of the baskets and walked out of the house.

Seeing that she ignored her, Zhao felt annoyed, but did not dare to make trouble. She went to pick up another basket, and the two of them went one after the other, one went to the fields to deliver meals, and the other went to deliver meals to Yu Hanshan and his two companions who were building a thatched hut.

Yu Hanshan was a talkative person. When he was building the straw hut, he would chat with passers-by and tell them that he was going to open a pork shop here.

After the straw hut is built, he plans to borrow a gong and shout his praises in the nearby villages.

The three of them were quick and nimble, and Yu Qiaoshan and Yu Mengshan were both good workers. Since it was the third room's own business, Yu Hanshan did not slack off and built the straw hut by dark.

When he returned home in the evening, Yu Hanshan ordered two taels of wine. He excitedly invited Yu Qiaoshan and his brother to drink at the dinner table, saying that he would take the pigs raised in his backyard pigsty to the shed to sell them the next day.

Zhang felt very unhappy after hearing this. The pigs in the family had always been raised by their eldest wife, who had worked hard from dawn to dusk to cut grass and feed the pigs. But now, all the benefits went to the third wife.

The anger that had been suppressed by Zhao at noon now rose up again. Zhang slumped her face and lost her appetite. "Dad, I have no objection to the third son opening a shop, but the pigs at home need to be sold for money during the New Year. Now that the third son has to kill them and sell them, how will the money be calculated?"

Zhao shouted, "The business we run, the money we earn belongs to us."

After saying that, Yu Ruhai looked unhappy. Zhao glanced at Yu Jiao meaningfully and said, "The second branch practices medicine and the money they earn is in their own hands. Naturally, we can't pay all the money earned by the third branch into the public treasury."

Yu Hanshan was very enthusiastic about the pork shop, and also wanted to have some private money in his hands. He looked at Yu Ruhai's face and said in a good voice, "Since our family has already set a precedent, we will also give half of our earnings to the public. Dad and Mom, do you think it's okay?"

Yu Hanshan was born from Yu Zhoushi's belly, so how could she not know what her son was thinking? Thinking that Yu Jinyan and Yu Jinshu would spend a lot of money in the future, Yu Zhoushi helped them and said, "Doing business requires change, and the third brother will always have money in his hands, so it's only right that he should keep half."

As the head of the family, Yu Ruhai naturally wanted to keep all the money in his own hands, but since Yu Zhoushi had said so, he couldn't say anything else. Besides, Yu Hanshan was different from Yu Jiao. The money was in the hands of his own son. If he wanted it, it would only take a word for him.

"That's it." Yu Ruhai took a sip from the wine cup and said worriedly, "I don't know if the pork shop can make a living. If it's really so easy to make money, someone would have done it long ago."

Yu Hanshan was now full of energy and could not bear to hear his own father pouring cold water on him. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I can definitely make money. I have thought about it. I will go to the restaurants and wealthy families in the town to ask in a few days. Maybe there will be other ways!"

Zhang was furious. Not only did the pigs she raised with great effort have to be sold to the third wife for nothing, but in the future the third wife could keep half of the money she earned. The second wife had Yu Jiao to make money by practicing medicine, but their first wife got nothing and had to work for nothing. Why should their first wife be the ones to be taken advantage of?

Zhang raised her elbow and nudged Yu Qiaoshan. Yu Qiaoshan looked at her in confusion. Seeing him like this, Zhang became even more annoyed. She couldn't rely on her man at all. She put down her chopsticks and said to Yu Ruhai, "Dad, after the fields are planted, Qiaoshan will be idle at home anyway. Why don't you go sell pork with the third brother? He is strong and can carry and slaughter pork. He and the third brother can also take care of each other."

A pig weighs at least 100 pounds, so Yu Hanshan was naturally happy to have someone to help him. He smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is right. I can feel more relaxed if I have brother to help me."

Zhang was waiting for him to say this, and she put on a smile, "That's right, but even though we are family, your eldest brother's help cannot be for nothing, right? Since Dad said that 50% of the money earned will be given to you three houses, we, the eldest house, are not greedy. This business was thought up by you and your wife, the third brother, so we, the eldest house, will take 20%, okay?"

Zhao suddenly became anxious. She didn't even bother to swallow the steamed buns in her mouth and started yelling, "Sister-in-law, you are too shameless. I've never heard of family members asking for money for help, and you asked for 20% right away. Why don't you go and rob them? We don't need big brother's help. We can do it ourselves!"

The smile on Zhang's face disappeared. She had been filled with rage for a long time and was ready to explode. She stopped holding back and raised her voice, "Bah! No matter how shameless I am, I am not as shameless as you! Why should you, the third branch, get all the benefits? You opened the pork shop with public funds. Besides, I have been raising these pigs at home, working from dawn to dusk all day long. It's not a small amount of hard work. If I sell them during the New Year, they will be worth a lot of money. Now that we kill them and sell them ourselves, why can't we, the first branch, get 20%?"