The fruit trees at the foot of the mountain are laden with large, sweet fruit.
Chef Tang from the county town restaurant personally led a team to transport the fruit by tractor.
The villagers of Songzhuang Village gathered around to watch the spectacle.
Some people envy it, while others are jealous.
Song Yinhua picked some fruit and distributed some to every household in the village, but people still came to steal the fruit at night, and she was almost bitten by a black wolfhound.
The orchard has a bumper harvest.
The fruit alone generated nearly 10,000 yuan in sales.
The vegetables from the garden also made a lot of money.
Some villagers' vegetables were growing very well, so they brought some over to sell to restaurants, and everyone was very happy to make money.
The plants in the entire Songzhuang Village are growing very well, whether it's the crops in the fields or the vegetables in the family gardens.
Seeing that Song Yinhua's orchard had a good yield, with large and sweet fruits that could be sold for money, some people also had the idea of leasing land to plant fruit trees.
Some people, seeing that Song Yinhua's orchard was producing good fruit, deliberately stirred up trouble in front of Qiao Guilan and Li Wenxiu.
The new house at the foot of the mountain belongs to the Song family, and the land surrounding the new house naturally also belongs to the Song family.
The grains and fruits growing on that land also belong to the Song family.
Now that it's been sold, the money should belong to the Song family.
After the madwoman and Xiaoxiaohua fell asleep that night, Song Yinhua counted money and did accounts in the room.
The fruits and vegetables sold for a little over 10,000 yuan. How much was that after deducting labor costs?
Also, how much profit did the wonton shop in town make this month, and what was its net profit after deducting costs?
Song Yinhua was focused on calculating the accounts when she heard a knock on the door.
"Yinhua, it's Mom!" Qiao Guilan asked as soon as she entered the house, "You must have made a lot of money from those fruits, right?"
“It’s all hard-earned money.” Song Yinhua poured her mother a glass of water.
“So much fruit must have made a lot of money,” Qiao Guilan said. “Yinhua, this house belongs to our family, so it’s essentially your brother Baogen’s. You’ve been married off for a long time, so the house is just a loan to you. The land around the house and the fruit trees should rightfully belong to our family.”
Song Yinhua sensed a hidden meaning in her mother's words.
"Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Qiao Guilan was a little embarrassed to speak, but thinking about how much fruit the trees had produced this year and how much money they had made, she swallowed her pride and said, "Yinhua, you also have a wonton shop. I heard the business is very good. The money you make from that wonton shop is enough for you to live on. You should give the fruit trees to Baogen."
"Mom, you came all this way so late just for this?"
"I'm not here to ask you for money," Qiao Guilan explained guiltily. "Just split the money you made from selling fruit this year with Baogen."
"Mom, who taught you these words?" Song Yinhua knew her parents would never think of such things. "Does Baogen know?"
“Nobody taught Mom that this house originally belonged to the Song family. Now that you’re married out, the house and land are left to your son. Every family in the village does it this way.” Qiao Guilan said guiltily.
“The fruit trees next to the house are saplings that I bought and planted. I’ve been taking care of them all these years. You didn’t say anything when they weren’t bearing fruit, but now that they’re bearing fruit and making money, you come and say the fruit trees aren’t mine and you’re trying to take over my orchard?”
"Yinhua, why are you saying such harsh things?" Qiao Guilan was displeased. "You have a wonton shop, so you don't need to make money selling fruit. Your brother works every day and only earns that little bit of salary a month. Wenxiu is pregnant with her second child this year, and your father's health is not good. Our family relies entirely on Baogen. If you give the orchard to Baogen, it's to help him out. He's working too hard."
“Those fruit trees were planted by me three years ago, and now they are bearing fruit. They are the result of my hard work. If Baogen wants to plant fruit trees, I can share some of my experience with him.”
“Baogen has to go to work, how can he have time to plant fruit trees?”
"Mom, what do you mean? Baogen doesn't have time to plant fruit trees, so he's trying to take what's rightfully mine?"
"What's this about stealing?" Qiao Guilan said, feeling sorry for her son. "Baogen is your own brother. What's wrong with an older sister helping her brother?"
"Mom, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back now," Song Yinhua said. "If Baogen has any difficulties, let him come to me himself."
Qiao Guilan was kicked out by Song Yinhua.
When she got home, she complained to Song Erzhuang and her daughter-in-law that the eldest daughter was heartless and wouldn't even help her own brother.
But she didn't dare mention it at all in front of her son, Song Baogen.
She knew her son's temper; if he found out she had gone to the young lady to ask for fruit trees and money, he would definitely blame her.
The next morning, Qiao Guilan asked Song Erzhuang to go to Song Yinhua and persuade her to give the fruit trees to her younger brother.
Song Erzhuang wasn't very bright; once he reached the courtyard gate at the foot of the mountain, he forgot why he had come there.
Several imposing, tall black wolfhounds barked at the gate of the courtyard, making Song Erzhuang feel terrified.
Song Yinhua was feeding Xiaoxiaohua baby food in the house when she saw her father arrive. She guessed why he had come.
"Yinhua, how much food do you have to feed all these dogs?!"
Song Erzhuang stayed in the courtyard for a while before going back.
Qiao Guilan asked him how the talks went, and only then did he remember to go and talk to Song Yinhua about the orchard.
"I forgot."
"What's wrong with your brain? How could you forget something so important! I'll go with you."
Qiao Guilan and Song Erzhuang went to the foot of the mountain together.
Little Flower had just finished breakfast and went off to play, accompanied by two black wolfhounds.
After finishing breakfast, the crazy woman picked up her paintbrush and buried herself in drawing on the paper, completely shutting out the real world.
Qiao Guilan and Song Erzhuang entered the courtyard.
"Yinhua!"
"Woof!"
"Woof woof woof!"
The black wolfhound barked.
Song Yinhua walked out of the house and saw her parents had arrived.
"Your dad has something to tell you." Qiao Guilan nudged Song Erzhuang with her elbow and whispered two words to him: "Fruit trees!"
Song Erzhuang looked at Song Yinhua and said, "Yinhua, give the fruit tree to Baogen."
“Baogen wants to plant fruit trees; he can lease land and plant them himself, and I can provide planting experience,” Song Yinhua said decisively. “If you want what I have ready-made, I don’t have it! I won’t give it to you!”
Qiao Guilan was furious. "You have a wonton shop that's doing so well, and you're not short of food or clothing, so why won't you give the fruit trees to Baogen? This house and land belong to our Song family, and you're already married out."
"Mom, you can't be unreasonable. I planted the fruit trees, and I've been taking care of the orchard all these years."
"How am I being unreasonable? Baogen is your own brother. He has to support the whole family on his own, and your father's health isn't good. What's wrong with helping your brother?"
“I can help Baogen if he’s in trouble, but he can’t have my orchard!”
How can you be so selfish?
Song Erzhuang berated Qiao Guilan, "How dare you talk like that, old woman? Aren't you just trying to sow discord between your daughter and son?"
He looked at Song Yinhua and said, "Yinhua, I'm not asking you to give the orchard to Baogen for nothing. Baogen is giving you money; consider it a purchase by Baogen."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Qiao Guilan nodded quickly. "Baogen bought it from you, so you won't lose out."
Song Erzhuang: "Dad has inquired and found out that a fruit tree costs a few cents. You have dozens of fruit trees here. Since you and Baogen are siblings, we'll give you a discount. Let Baogen write you an IOU for a little over a hundred yuan."
Qiao Guilan stared at Song Erzhuang in shock when she heard his words.
Song Erzhuang didn't realize there was anything wrong with what he said. "Yinhua, don't worry, Baogen is your own brother. Would he owe you money and not pay it back? Baogen will pay you back as soon as he has the money."
Song Yinhua was too lazy to even speak, "You can go back now."
"So it's settled then?!" Seeing that Song Yinhua didn't speak, Song Erzhuang assumed that she had agreed and happily said to Qiao Guilan, "You old woman just don't know how to talk. Look, as soon as I came, this matter was resolved! Go back and tell your daughter-in-law that when Baogen comes home tonight, he should give Yinhua an IOU, and the fruit tree will be his."
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