"It's a good thing they made such a public scene today," Fan Jin said leisurely, gazing at the empty space after the crowd had dispersed.
Shui Qingxin understood immediately: "Indeed, our family won't be the target of jealousy or covetousness."
The two chatted as they packed their things home.
Yan Qiuxing and the other five were completely confused and followed behind, wanting to ask but not daring to.
Fan Jin turned around and bent down to explain in detail to the children following behind him: "That child Hei Zi is obviously raised by a wealthy family. Today, his grandmother and aunt have brought three bags of rice to thank him for saving his life. No one in the village would ever guess that this is the Bai family from Nandu."
Yan Qiuxing and the others nodded vigorously.
There are so many families with the surname Bai, and many wealthy merchants, but who would believe that Bai Bancheng, the richest man in Nandu, would present a thank-you gift of three bags of rice? The villagers certainly wouldn't think that way.
"If they hadn't come with such a grand entrance, and the villagers hadn't followed in droves to watch the spectacle, I'm afraid that within half a day, three bags of rice would have turned into three bags of gold."
Think about it, you lot, with three bags of gold in our family, how could we not attract unwanted attention?
Now they can see for themselves that it is rice, and we didn't even keep these three bags of rice. The other villagers won't say anything, and your uncle's family won't even think about it.”
The eldest brother's family might laugh, mock, and gloat, but they wouldn't try to take their thank-you gifts.
Fan Jiang, carrying a small stool, said in a simple and honest voice, "I feel like only my aunt cares about our family. She wants everything, whether it's delicious food, fun toys, or other good things!"
My uncle is alright; he always greets us with a smile and asks us a few questions out of concern.
Fan Jin patted his son's head and said helplessly, "Silly child, the man who lets his wife go out and make a scene, cry and make a fuss is the most shameless and more despicable than that woman."
"Does Father mean that the person behind Aunt was signaled by Uncle?" Xinghui immediately asked cleverly.
"It's not just a hint, it's also indulgence." Fan Jin, who used to believe in never speaking ill of others behind their backs, now deeply agrees with Shui Qing's words when it comes to educating his children: "You must teach your children skills to make a living and the ability to distinguish right from wrong; you can't raise them to be naive and innocent."
Although he didn't know what "naive and innocent" meant, he still understood what "naive" meant.
The children must be able to distinguish who is bad and who is evil.
Yan Qiuxing already knew that her uncle was no better than her aunt, and now this realization has deepened.
They looked at their three younger brothers. Their father's words were mainly for them, and he hoped they would understand.
Although Fan Hu was young, he was the first of the three to understand.
Fan He briefly recalled the past and realized that every time his aunt asked for something, his uncle never stopped her. Only after she got it would his uncle come forward and criticize her with great remorse, showing that he was helpless because his aunt was no good.
Then, my uncle also received a share of the food, drinks, and other necessities, and he never offered to give up his share.
My aunt is bad, and my uncle is evil!
Fan Jiang didn't quite understand. He knew he wasn't as clever as his older sister and younger brother, but he had his own way of doing things. His parents, older sister, and younger brother were all smart people, so he listened to them!
He followed in their footsteps.
Looking at the children, Fan Jin used to think that they didn't need to know about the evil in human nature so early. Now he realized how naive he had been.
The child is already facing evil, but doesn't know how to prevent or avoid it. As his father, he should have taught him in advance...
Shui Qing didn't reflect on her own actions. She left the tidying up to the children, went inside to move the bed board, and happily counted the silver.
Checking her bank account balance and counting her money is her biggest daily hobby!
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