Now that this so-called grandson has returned and wants to take away Xie Hengchang's remaining assets, they feel disgusted by everything he says. Especially that house, which several families all have their own plans for.

They planned to clean up the house after their father passed away so their children could use it for their weddings. It was a traditional brick and tile house, a valuable legacy from the Xie family ancestors.

There are also things passed down from our ancestors. Although we can't take them out now, who knows when we can take them out again? Fortune changes every ten years; which family isn't like that?

The direct descendants have been acting subservient all along, isn't it all for those things? Now that there are more people to share, those present will at least have a pleasant expression.

Xie Ming knew the key to it all, of course. He didn't want the family fortune, after all, the direct line of the family really didn't owe him or his son anything.

Doesn't he know who his father is? He probably came back wanting to erase his adopted status, but fate couldn't bear to see him suffer and took him away.

It was only after the person left that Xie Hengshou had the opportunity to register the person's household registration under his own younger brother's name.

He eats other people's food and uses their money, yet he's not even close to his uncle, the clan chief. He has no gratitude whatsoever and even feels wronged. He's truly inherited Xie Laowai's ways perfectly.

However, his cousin's matter wasn't urgent; he had other things to take care of.

First of all, the job in town is just too tiring. If he were to be asked to work on the front lines now, forget it.

"Grandpa, I'm thinking of changing jobs!" Xie Ming was sure to make a surprising statement, and after saying that, he didn't forget to put a few pieces of meat on Xie Hengshou's plate.

The person eating at the table almost dropped their chopsticks; this person must be mentally challenged. Jobs in the city are so valuable these days.

"What do you think?" After a while, Xie Hengshou no longer treated him like a stupid junior.

"I understand the food factory perfectly. Goods are constantly coming and going, but they can't keep up with the city's orders. I worked there for two months, learning everything about it. I think our village can benefit a little too!"

"What? What?" Xie Hengshou thought he wanted to change jobs, but he never expected that he didn't want to change jobs at all, but wanted to take someone else's job!

"Grandpa, I was saying that we can do it too in our village~" he said, swallowing a mouthful of rice.

"Mingzi, tell me how to do it!" The speaker was Xie Junsheng, Xie Hengshou's third son and also the head of Dagang Village.

"We'll do exactly what the food factory does, and sell it to them!"

Xie Junsheng was quick-witted and immediately understood what he meant. It meant he had the technology, and it was on par with food factories.

"Can you connect with the factory?" Xie Hengchang was also curious about how his nephew planned to operate.

Xie Ming slowly turned his gaze to Li Changxing.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Changxing asked uneasily, putting down her chopsticks and silently placing her bowl aside.