Some people are inconsiderate.

If you give her something, she won't think it's because you're nice to her; instead, she'll think she's amazing.

Thinking of Fan's mother's appearance, Hu's mother stopped trying to persuade her.

She felt bad that her daughter treated her daughter badly, but she only said it because she was her son-in-law's mother.

"Alright, once the house is built and the gate is closed, you can live your own quiet lives."

Butcher Hu watched the mother and daughter whispering to each other, not finding it annoying, and waited quietly.

A short while later, Hu Wenhua returned with several children, dragging bamboo poles.

They only need to cut a few bamboos on the edge of the bamboo mountain, without having to go up the mountain, which is fast and saves time.

Hearing that they had to go back, Hu Wenhua was already prepared but still felt a little reluctant. The bright smiles on Jiang Hehu and Xing Hui's faces disappeared.

Fan He's first reaction was: "Uncle, take all this bamboo back for you to sell!"

Their family owns a bamboo grove, making it convenient for them to cut bamboo.

Mother Hu laughed and stopped her, saying, "Do you think Niutou Town is the prefectural city? There are plenty of bamboo around Niutou Town, unlike people in the prefectural city who have to go out of the city to get bamboo tubes."

Hu Wenhua suddenly realized, "That's right, my nephew's methods of selling bamboo won't work in Niutou Town."

Even though storing wine in bamboo tubes gives it a pleasant aroma and makes it taste better, the people of Niutou Town wouldn't spend two coins to buy it; they'd be more likely to cut bamboo to make it.

"No need to bring them! If anyone really needs bamboo tubes, I'll just go to the side of Niutou Town and cut a few bamboos."

Fan Jin and Butcher Hu tied the wooden bucket tightly to the oxcart and put the gifts inside. Only Fan Jin and Butcher Hu's mother sat on the cart, while Butcher Hu and Hu Wenhua, who were large and fast, walked alongside them.

It was still early, and with three large men, especially two of them who were burly and had fierce faces, Shui Qing wasn't worried about her safety since there was no disaster or famine outside.

She was only thinking about earning as much money as possible, saving money, and stockpiling supplies to prepare for winter and the coming year.

We should not only live our lives, but also live a life of plenty!

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Ling Ran returned with Fan Jin and the other two, and learned that the Fan family's winemaking business was better than that of ordinary farmers.

Upon arrival, I was secretly amazed by the scale of the houses.

This is not an ordinary three-room house, but a courtyard house!

Moreover, each room is very spacious. When chatting with Fan Jiang, I learned that this was a decision made by his mother, who said that the rooms are large, bright, and comfortable to live in.

When dinner time came, facing the exact same food as Fan Jiang and the others, he pursed his lips and hesitated.

"What's wrong? Aren't you hungry?" Shui Qing asked when she saw Ling Ran not touching his chopsticks.

Can he get full just by looking at the food?

"Brother Ling, I love my mother's cooking! You'll know once you try it." Fan Jiang shoveled food into his mouth, not forgetting to brag to Ling Ran.

Fanhe proved with his actions that it was exceptionally delicious!

Fearing that his family might misunderstand, Ling Ran picked up the rice bowl with his well-defined knuckles and explained with a smile, "No, it's just that I didn't expect to eat the same food as you."

Since leaving the Ling family, he had run out of money and had to do hard labor to earn food. The families he was served only a bowl of rice or a steamed bun. Even if they cooked meat and eggs, they were not edible for him.

At the Fan family's house, they used small, coarse earthenware bowls, with white rice at the bottom and dishes of meat, eggs, and vegetables arranged on top, just like the dishes served to the Fan family's children!

He cooked more food than he did for his five children.