The first group of children adopted by Wu Muxiang's family two years ago are now two years old.
On one side, a group of little kids were running around the house, and on the other side, a new baby was crying loudly.
Wu Muxiang had no choice but to hire a few more nannies to look after the family, and many women in the village came here to earn extra money.
Now that we have machines in the fields and there is no shortage of food, everyone has a lot more free time.
With this free time, some people have nothing else to do and start having children, while others start to think actively and think of ways to make money.
With so many children, even though Wu Muxiang owns a shopping mall, she still feels a bit overwhelmed.
Fortunately, many families who could not have children came here and adopted some children.
There are also those who recognized their own children, regretted their actions, and wanted to take their children back.
Wu Muxiang couldn't take care of the rest by herself.
So they expanded the house and hired a few more people to look after it.
As the atmosphere becomes more and more open, there are more and more private transactions now, and most of the time people turn a blind eye and acquiesce.
The mall added sewing machines and watches, and Wu Muxiang took the opportunity to resell some of the supplies.
The money I earned was basically enough to pay the nanny's salary and expand the house.
Besides, sometimes villagers don’t have to earn much money by working as a nanny part-time.
The main reason is that I have nothing to do anyway, so I want to make some extra money.
Wu Muxiang simply exchanged items from the mall for labor, which was worth more than money, so many people were happy to do so.
Take cloth for example. If you don’t want money for the cloth, you can get one piece of cloth a month!
A piece of cloth!
Even if a large family were to make a set of clothes, they would not use half of this piece of cloth!
There are also many girls in the village who want to study, and they were encouraged by Fang Zhaozhao to work part-time here at Wu Muxiang.
Although the compensation may not necessarily remain with the girls themselves, there are still many girls who get the money.
With money, there is hope for studying.
When Wu Muxiang saw this, he went to discuss it with the team leader.
The captain immediately declared: Read! We must support children in reading!
As long as you can continue your studies, the village will pay for it! We will support you even if it means selling everything we have!
There are more educated people in this village, so won’t we be able to elect more qualified village cadres?
This will bring only benefits to the village and no harm at all.
The harvest has been good in recent years, and Dafang Village has indeed made a lot of surplus money.
The child that Hua Guafu abandoned at the doorstep of Wu Muxiang's house two years ago is now two years old.
Everyone is paying attention to it all the time.
The more I look at him, the more he looks like someone in the village.
So everyone turned their eyes to Fang Fengshou.
This child's eyebrows, eyes and mouth are simply a smaller version of Fang Fengshou!
Even Fang Fengshou's mother was a little suspicious.
This child looks exactly like Fengshou when he was a child!
The intelligence agency at the village entrance started another round of discussion.
"That's not right! Didn't the Flower Widow say that the man didn't have any children in the house?"
"I'm also confused. Fengshou has several sons! Didn't they give one away for adoption a few years ago?"
"I don't think it could be his! Think about it, if that man really didn't have any children at home, why would he still want the child after he had one? He must have enough children at home, so he doesn't dare to come out and acknowledge it!"
"Haha! Everyone in this village with the surname Fang has the same ancestor. How can you really tell if this kid looks like his real father or some other generation of ancestors?"
"That's too similar to the harvest!"
“I think it’s a good harvest!”
At this time, Fang Fengshou's family was also experiencing a great battle.
Fang Fengshou's parents sat by the bed with serious expressions.
Fengshou's mother: "He is a boy after all. Fengshou, why don't you just accept him? If you are laughed at, then so be it. We will take him home and raise him ourselves. Although you don't lack a son, it would not look good to leave him at Widow Wu's house!"
Fang Fengshou is full of grievances, he is really innocent!
"Why don't you believe me? I really didn't have an affair with the widow! I didn't even touch her!"
Fengshou's father frowned, glanced at his daughter-in-law with an ugly face, and opened his mouth to scold:
"How dare you, a grown man, do it but not admit it! Even I, your father, look down on you! That child looks exactly like you. If it's not yours, whose else could it be?"
Fang Fengshou felt that he had no way to defend himself.
"I must have inherited my appearance from my ancestors! What if he also looks like an ancestor? We have the same surname, so how do you know it must be me?"
This huge pot fell from the sky inexplicably, and he couldn't explain it even if he rubbed his skin in the Yangtze River!
He said with a sad face: "I can swear! I have never touched a woman other than Hong'e! Otherwise, may God send a thunderbolt..."
Before he could finish his words, Fengshou's mother rushed over and covered his mouth with her hands. Her expression changed and she said hurriedly:
"Hey! You think this is a joke! Don't swear randomly!"
Fang Fengshou felt even more aggrieved. His mother wouldn't believe that the child had nothing to do with him even if he told her the truth!
Xu Hong'e had been in a rage for a while, and now she was just crying, wiping her tears, and sobbing.
"Am I not as pretty as the widowed woman, or am I not as good at giving birth as her? I think I've treated you well, working hard every day without a single complaint, and I've even given you several sons! Why do you insist on having a son with her? Why!"
Fang Fengshou explained with a bitter face: "I really didn't do that! Hong'e, please believe me! I have nothing to do with Hua Guafu!"
"Then how do you explain that child's resemblance?"
Xu Hong'e raised her voice.
Fang Fengshou suddenly remembered the child's age: "Hong'e, that kid is about the same age as the child who went to Baogen's house. Think about it, when have you not seen me? I can't have given birth to you and her at the same time!"
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