After all, picking herbs and selling them requires professional knowledge.

Just like he copied books for money, outsiders know that this can make money, but if they are illiterate, have poor handwriting, and have no connections, can they make money by copying books?

The reason why he seemed to be in a bad mood was not because he was afraid of being discovered while picking herbs to sell, but because he felt uncomfortable with what Grandpa Lin did.

Lin Anru was unhappy, and Old Master Lin wasn't much better off.

He thought his son was too selfish. He had a way to make money but refused to tell him. Wouldn't it be good for the whole family to work together to make money?

But the third brother just kept it hidden. It's a pity that he has studied for so many years and has lost his conscience.

Sullen, Mr. Lin returned to his room and sought comfort from his wife, but his wife just looked up at him without asking him what happened.

Since no one listened to what he wanted to say, Mr. Lin kept circling around Mrs. Lin, trying to attract his wife's attention.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have nothing to do, go help your sons clean up their homes and have them move out soon."

Old Mrs. Lin was dizzy from his spinning around, and said to Old Mr. Lin in a bad mood that she not only hoped that the children would move out as soon as possible, but if possible, it would be even better if the old man in front of her could move out as well.

Old Master Lin was delighted and didn't mind at all that his wife said something unpleasant. He told her the whole story in a flash.

After saying this, he looked at Old Mrs. Lin expectantly, hoping that she would "share the same hatred against the enemy" and come to blame this unfilial son.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lin did not share the same anger with him. Not only did she not direct her anger towards her son, she also turned her anger towards herself.

"If you want to alienate yourself from your children, don't drag me into this. Does the third child owe you anything? Does he owe your other sons anything? Huh?"

"Among my three sons, we subsidized the eldest son the most. They were foolish. When the child was sick, they didn't go to the doctor but borrowed money to see a fortune teller. They went into debt because of this, and their life was indeed a bit difficult. But how can we compare to the third son's family? They owed money to half the village."

"Not to mention the second brother, he has enough money to buy the best residential land in the village, so he is not short of money. Plus, the second brother has been in conflict with his other two brothers recently. It's lucky that they didn't fight when they met, and you still want the third brother to help them."

"The third child has been very smart since he was young. He didn't spend a penny on his family's education. He even found a wife on his own. As a father, you didn't help him at all."

"You have to know that before the family split, the third son always took the lion's share of the family income. When the family split up, the money was distributed to the various families, and the eldest and second sons took full advantage."

"The third brother hasn't even paid off his foreign debts, and not only do you not want to help pay them off, you're actually trying to share his money-making methods with him. Why? Because you're incompetent as a father? Or because you're shameless as a father?"

…

Old Mrs. Lin pointed at Old Mr. Lin's nose and started to talk, listing all the faults that Old Mr. Lin had committed over the past few decades.

From his initial refusal to accept the situation to his final doubt about life, everything his wife said showed that he was a complete fool.

Is it really my fault?

Mr. Lin was still scratching his head in reflection when Mrs. Lin finished her story and gave him a final recap:

"Don't interfere in the affairs of the Third Brother's family from now on. You're just a drag. If you mess around again, we'll separate. The Third Brother and the little girl will stay with me, and you'll spend the rest of your life with your other two sons, humph!"

Mr. Lin: ...

Oh no, this old woman doesn't want to live with me anymore!

…

Lin Shiyu had no idea about the conversation between the two elders because she was busy eating dog food.

Lin Anru and his wife were originally having a good conversation. At the beginning, one of them was angry and the other was uneasy. In the end, after they comforted each other, it turned into a scene of dog-killing with love and affection.

The two of them completely ignored the presence of her and a little pudding watching them, and started doing this and that. Although they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, the pink bubbles on their heads were almost annoying the child to death.

Originally, when the couple was talking, Lin Shiyu wanted to interrupt.

She wanted them to give up their plan to pick herbs.

The income is not proportional to the effort, so it would be better to teach others to pick the fruits.

They are responsible for purchasing and then transporting the fruits to the county clinic for sale. Their family makes a profit from the difference. Isn't this more comfortable than picking the fruits yourself in the sun and rain every day?

Lin Anru was used to going to the county town. He had a good relationship with the clinic and a stable supply of goods, so he might be able to negotiate a higher price.

As for the worry about teaching his apprentice to starve himself to death, Lin Shiyu is really not worried.

The preparation method of each herb is different. If others want to fully understand it, it will not be learned in a day or two.

However, the price of unprocessed herbs is not cheap at all.

Add to that the issue of preservation. Transportation here is inconvenient, and picking the herbs and transporting them to the county town would take at least three to five days, and the money earned from selling them wouldn't even cover the entrance fee.

Herbs freshly picked just three or five days ago would either wither or rot in the heat. If they were of poor quality, the clinic would either lower the price or refuse to accept them.

Lin Shiyu had this idea when she first sold herbs, but she never had the chance to tell her parents.

In this day and age, any skills at home are kept secret, and even some delicious recipes can be used as a dowry. If Lin Shiyu really wants to teach others how to pick herbs, it will definitely cause a big sensation.

Lin Anru and Liu were talking in low voices. The atmosphere between them made it impossible for others to interrupt. Lin Shiyu wanted to bring up this topic, but seeing this scene, she had to give up.

In the following days, Lin Shiyu was very busy. She basically spent her mornings seeing the villagers for follow-up consultations, and continued to process medicinal materials in the afternoons.

Liu felt a sense of urgency, fearing that Mr. Lin would use force and ask everyone in their family to hand over their herbal picking skills.

No matter whether they want to or not, as long as Mr. Lin takes a tough approach and puts the label of "unfilial" on them, they will have to think about it even if they don't want to.

She had long hoped that Mr. Lin would just let the matter go. It would be more practical for her to rely on her own hands and pick more to sell before anyone knew about it.

With this mentality, Liu almost went crazy while picking herbs. If she didn't have a bit of common sense knowing that her body couldn't be overworked, she would have been unwilling to stop at all.