It takes several years to become the top scholar!

Moreover, there is only one every three years. Lu Futu understood that his mother did not want him to have his hands stained with blood and become a person living in the dark.

Perhaps "passing the imperial examination to become the top scholar" is just a euphemism.

Make him behave.

Do not use cruel methods.

However, living in turbulent times, being too kind will not make things easy.

"Then Mother, if I don't take action, how will you achieve your goal? As for yesterday's situation, if you want Futu to focus on his studies, Futu can do that. If you want Futu to stop using cruel methods to solve problems, Futu can do that too, but the premise is that Mother can protect herself!"

His voice, with its childish accent, echoed in the room; his voice was so innocent, yet his attitude was so earnest.

Su Jiaoniang finally understood how touching the bond of blood ties truly was.

“If she won’t give it to us, then we won’t take it. We’ll sell it to Fu Chuntang cheaply. I think he’ll be interested. It’s just a way to get rid of the wolves and tigers,” Su Jiaoniang said.

She was an ordinary person who wanted money and shops, but when these things went against her principles and bottom line, money and shops were not that important.

The reason she used a knife to hold someone hostage was simply because the old lady wanted her dead.

She obeys the law, but that doesn't mean she should be bullied.

"Mother, what you did is no different from what I did. She wanted my mother's life, and I want her ears!" Futu felt aggrieved at that moment.

Su Jiaoniang laughed in exasperation. After talking for so long, the child actually thought he was right.

She is an adult; she can understand why she is doing this.

Futu is still young. If a bloody method is used to solve a problem once, will he adopt a simpler, more direct, and easier method in the future for convenience, ease, or other purposes?

They directly take lives.

They directly used cruel methods to threaten him.

So... she'll let him take the imperial examination to become the top scholar, and then take it for ten, eight, or twenty years. Once he's an adult, he can make his own decisions and do whatever he wants.

Su Jiaoniang pondered how to guide her child back to the right path, taking a deep breath. She continued her silent standoff with Futu.

Although young, Futu was very resilient and believed he was right.

Su Jiaoniang said, "Do you know how dog owners train dogs?"

Futu nodded; he knew.

In his dreams, he tamed dogs, kept eagles, and even raised tigers.

Dog training involves using the dog's favorite food as a reward for achieving a certain goal. Over time, the dog will develop a certain habit.

"Humans are no different from animals. Once they get used to taking shortcuts, they forget that there is a proper path. Your mother wants you to take a winding, wrong, or difficult path..."

After saying that, Su Jiaoniang sighed.

Futu panicked instantly: "Mother, I was wrong! I'll work hard to become the top scholar, I won't take any shortcuts!"

Su Jiaoniang looked at Futu with a melancholy gaze, while Futu, clutching his buttocks, picked up the Analects and began to recite it aloud.

He was reciting his lessons while applying medicine to his buttocks.

"Madam, we don't have enough bamboo strips at home!" At this moment, Madam Jiang walked to Su Jiaoniang's side.

A rack was set up in the courtyard, and peeled persimmons were placed on bamboo strips and laid out on the rack to dry.

Not only did they run out of bamboo strips, but they also used up a lot of the space in the shelves they had set up.

Su Jiaoniang glanced at the remaining persimmons in the house; there weren't many left, so she could just hang them under the eaves.

Jiang nodded, glanced at the pile of persimmons on the ground, and a hint of reluctance appeared in her eyes. This money-making job would be over after today.

Looking up at Su Jiaoniang, he asked awkwardly, "Sister, is there anything else you need to hire someone for?"

"There really is one!" Su Jiaoniang thought of the breeding farm she wanted to build.

She not only had to raise cattle to ensure she had enough milk, but also sheep, pigs, and chickens! She became the largest livestock farmer in the surrounding area.

Jiang's eyes widened as she waited for Su Jiaoniang to continue.

Su Jiaoniang said, "I want to fence off a piece of land for raising livestock. I'll find someone to help me fence it off. Auntie, remember to come over and help with the cooking."

"No problem!" Although cooking doesn't earn as much as peeling persimmons.

But at least there's meat in the meal!

Su Jiaoniang poked the persimmon with her hand. It wasn't cooked enough yet. It needed to be dried for a while longer to be covered with frost. Once the persimmons turned white, they could be packaged and sold.

Su Jiaoniang saw an infinitely bright tomorrow.

When Madam Feng woke up, she went out of the house and saw rows of wrinkled persimmons drying in the sun: "Can this stuff really make money?"

"Can you make money making cakes?" Su Jiaoniang asked with a smile.

Madam Feng nodded.

"Can you make money selling cold noodles, fried chicken, and jianbing guozi?" Su Jiaoniang continued to ask.

Madam Feng suddenly realized that persimmons should also be a good thing.

She touched her cheek, pointed to the open space across the courtyard, and asked, "Is that area occupied?"

"You want this piece of land?" Su Jiaoniang asked in surprise.

Madam Feng nodded: "I've lost my beauty, so I need to live a peaceful life in the village, waking up in the morning to look at the mountains, the mist, and the water, and at night to look at the stars!"

Madam Feng spoke as if she had seen it all and had no desires for anything in the world.

Su Jiaoniang wanted to persuade her, but suddenly found herself unable to do so.

Just then, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, and Ms. Xie placed the lunch on the table.

The people peeling persimmons in the courtyard also went home, and will return to continue working after lunch.

The food on the table was simple, suitable for the injured and sick. Xiao Ya had not yet returned, and Fu Tu's buttocks were swollen, so he did not come out to eat. Guo Shu brought the food into the house, and the two of them ate together.

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