Wang Tianxiao is reborn thirty years ago, the day before his eldest son's birth.
In temperatures below minus twenty degrees, his heavily pregnant wife clutches their three-year-old daught...
Everyone tried to persuade them, saying that life takes time and things won't get better in just a day or two.
Children have their own blessings, and if they don't live well, there's nothing parents can do no matter how anxious they are, and so on.
Wang Tianxiao did not join in saying these things.
In his previous life, he might have said the same thing, but in this era, he gradually came to understand a simple truth.
A person only likes to talk when they lack the ability to do something.
For example, many parents are not good at studying themselves, so they are not successful, but they like to lecture their children with a lot of grand principles. If the child suddenly retorts, "If you understand these principles, why didn't you study hard back then?", then the parent will be completely speechless.
Wang Tianxiao is a man of action.
At least in this lifetime.
He keenly realized that since his mother-in-law had said such a thing, it proved that this phenomenon had puzzled her for a long time.
It's not something that can be solved with a few comforting words.
No matter how well the words are spoken, once the banquet is over and everyone goes home, the mother-in-law will still have to face the daily toil and hard work, she will still have to herd sheep, and her income will still be unstable.
To completely resolve the mother-in-law's grievances, we must find a way to resolve the conflict, rather than covering it up.
He lowered his head, fiddling with the small wine glass in his hand, pondering how to break the deadlock.
Li Yali noticed her husband was lost in thought, so she gently poked him, indicating that everyone else was saying nice things and he was just standing there, which made him seem unenthusiastic.
Wang Tianxiao smiled, just about to follow his wife's advice and show off his high emotional intelligence, when he suddenly heard a loud "bang" from behind.
When a heavy object falls to the ground, a "baa" sound is heard.
He was carrying it on his back, but immediately turned around and found that the ram had pushed open the sheepfold gate on the south wall behind him, and it had led several sheep out.
"That son of a bitch."
Li Wanfu quickly put down his bowl, hurriedly grabbed the sheep whip from the door, ran over to intercept the sheep from the front, and locked it back into the pen. He returned to the table, still muttering, "The door to this sheep pen needs a good repair; it can't keep the sheep in."
“That’s right, it’s taken too long,” Qin Xiaoling agreed.
Everyone started eating again.
Wang Tianxiao glanced at the sheep pen again and suddenly had an idea.
"Aunt, Uncle, and everyone else are here. I have an idea I'd like to discuss with you all. What do you think?"
Everyone looked at him.
Qin Xiaoling smiled and said, "Tianxiao, we're all family here, so just tell me what's on your mind."
“Yes, brother-in-law, just say it,” Li Guanping chimed in.
"Still trying to be reserved, Wang Tianxiao? I never knew you were this kind of person!" This was Li Yaqin, who liked to call Wang Tianxiao by his name when she was joking.
"Yaqin, how can you talk to your brother-in-law like that? You have no manners."
“Mother, you’re being biased. You’re actually siding with your son-in-law and talking about your daughter. Eldest sister, look at Mother. She doesn’t want us anymore. She only cares about her son-in-law.”
"You're talking nonsense." Li Yali smiled.
The second younger sister, Li Yaqin, has always loved to play; it's just a habit.
“It’s like this, Auntie, Uncle,” Wang Tianxiao said with a smile after everyone had finished joking around, “Auntie just said that her back hurts when she herds sheep, and this sheep pen is old and dilapidated and not suitable for herding sheep anymore. So I’d like to help you build a new sheep pen…”
"No need, that's too much trouble. Tianxiao, you're so busy. Your uncle and I will figure it out ourselves. Stop thinking about it and eat your food."
Before Wang Tianxiao could finish speaking, his mother-in-law interrupted him.
She didn't realize that Wang Tianxiao was already very wealthy; she remained stuck in her previous, pitiful life and didn't want to spend a single penny of her son-in-law's money.
"It's alright, Auntie, let me finish what I have to say."
Wang Tianxiao felt very warm-hearted by his mother-in-law's heartfelt concern; he really liked that feeling.
Although his relationship with his mother has improved a lot now, he is still very careful and can't talk to her about everything. Their relationship isn't as warm as it used to be.
"Really, it's not necessary. You've had a hard life too, with two children to raise. There's not even a place in the hospital right now. You should..."
"Mother, please let Tianxiao finish speaking." Li Yali knew that her husband must have something important to say, so she helped to persuade her mother to stop talking.
Qin Xiaoling smiled and gestured for Wang Tianxiao to continue.
“Then let me continue. What I said earlier was to build a sheepfold, not like the sheepfold we have now, but to expand the size of the sheepfold... um, it should be able to hold about a hundred sheep.”
"ah……"
Everyone was stunned when they heard Wang Tianxiao say that.
Even Li Guanhong and Li Yamei stared wide-eyed at Wang Tianxiao.
The adults knew how much it would cost to build such a sheepfold, while the children wondered how big the pen would need to be to hold a hundred sheep.
Among them, the most composed was actually little Wang Fang.
While everyone was surprised, she also picked up a small piece of chicken and put it into her cousin's bowl.
"Yes, that's right, we're going to build a big sheep pen. Let me finish."
Wang Tianxiao gestured to everyone not to be surprised and to listen to what he had to say.
"We mainly raise sheep by free-range grazing now, and only keep them in pens when the weather is bad or in winter, right?"
“Yes, they’re kept in the sheepfold the whole time, and there’s not enough fodder to feed them,” Qin Xiaoling said.
"That's because we're raising too few sheep, making the cost of feeding each sheep too high, so we have to rely on free-range grazing to reduce the cost. But if we increase the number of sheep, the cost of feeding each sheep will be spread out very low..."
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