Feng Yijia arrived home with a complicated heart, listening to all kinds of discussions. Just as she put down her backpack, she heard Meng Chenglin and his wife arguing next door.
Chen Hongxing's familiar voice shouted, "Alright, you don't need to hold up the sky if it falls. No matter how much money the second kid owes you, you have no ability to pay it back.
Who are you showing off to?
You don't have much ability every day, but you think too much!"
The disgust in the words was so strong that Feng Yijia could feel it even through a wall.
Meng Chenglin replied in a humming voice, "I knew you'd always looked down on me and thought I was incompetent!"
Chen Hongxing: "I haven't had a good life since I married you. I've just been a workhorse for your family.
It’s only during this period that my son has become successful. Otherwise, if it were up to you, I would probably never know what malted milk tastes like until I die.
Shouldn't I dislike you?"
Meng Chenglin: "Which woman in the village doesn't live like this?
I didn't starve you to death!
Besides, look around, how many women in the village can point at a man and scold him without getting beaten?
Days like this are not good, what kind of good days do you want to have?
Still want to go to heaven?"
Chen Hongxing: "You didn't starve me to death?
The little you earn from working in the fields has to support yourself, my child, and also support your parents and brothers.
Is there anything left to feed me?
Do you think that the little bit of food you earn is a nugget of gold in a treasure pot?
If you keep using it, you will never run out of it, right?
Bah, you still have the nerve to say you won’t hit me?
You don't dare to hit me!
Do you dare to touch me with a finger?
The roof has been blown off by you!"
Meng Chenglin: "Humph, I won't argue with a woman like you!"
Chen Hongxing: "Tsk, if you don't dare, then don't dare. And you act like you're so capable!"
At this point, his tone softened again: "Don't look so sad, it's like you've borrowed rice from someone and only got chaff back from them.
The second kid is not a hopeless person. He is more capable than you and me, so you don't have to worry so much about him.
Come quickly and bring the pig feed to feed the pigs. Instead of thinking about this and that all day, why not get some work done?"
Meng Chenglin: "A loving mother often spoils her child, so you just protect him!
If you dislike me so much, why don't you dislike me when you ask me to do something?"
The sound later became quieter and could not be heard clearly, but the pig next door was grunting more rapidly.
As Feng Yijia listened and cleaned the herbs, she could imagine the scene of Meng Sheng's father carrying the manure bucket to feed the pigs with a dissatisfied look on his face, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.
There are thousands of ways for couples to get along with each other in the world. Who can say that the way they get along is not happy?
After collecting the herbs and exchanging a basket of chrysanthemums picked by two girls from the village for money, Feng Yijia's work for the day was over.
Start making a fire to cook and fetch water to wash.
Night quietly enveloped the earth, the voices of the villagers faded away, and the cicadas seized the last moments of their lives to sing loudly.
Feng Yijia was dressed in fresh clothes, with her half-dry hair loose, sitting at the table to eat. Feng Youcai, who had been sleeping all day, floated out from the ground and sat opposite her.
He frowned as he looked at the dish of greens and pickles on the table, his eyes filled with heartache as he said, "You go up the mountain every day to collect herbs and work so hard, why do you only eat these? Why don't you make something nutritious?"
Feng Yijia felt warm in her heart at being cared for and loved, and replied with a smile: "Meng Sheng and I roasted two chickens in the mountains this afternoon, so it's just right for us to have something light to cleanse our stomachs in the evening.
Don't worry, I won't lose anything because of my mouth!"
Hearing this, Feng Youcai's frown didn't relax at all, and he asked in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Did that kid run to the mountains to look for you again?"
Feng Yijia replied while eating: "Well, come to me to talk about contracting the mountain land."
Feng Youcai didn't know his daughter wanted to plant a mountain of mulberry trees for him, so he asked, "What did he say to you about contracting the mountain land?"
Humph, this guy is just trying to find ways to get his own cabbage.
Feng Yijia originally thought that leasing the land would not be possible in a short time, so he planned to wait until the matter was settled. Now that his father asked about it, he did not hide it.
He told Meng Sheng everything about his plans and how he wanted to help him.
After that, he said: "I owe him a big favor again this time.
Today, because he revealed his wealth by leasing the land, Meng Sheng was afraid that Chen Hai would introduce him to a girl, so he lied and said that he borrowed the money from a credit union.
He was chased and beaten by his father in the morning.
When I returned to the village after collecting herbs in the afternoon, I heard villagers talking about him all the way, and not a single good word was said!
Feng Youcai looked at his daughter who was only thinking about him, and his heart softened. Tears flashed in his dreamy eyes.
This is his sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket.
After feeling touched and happy, I felt a little sad.
What kind of favor is this? That guy, who is more cunning than a sieve, is obviously trying every possible means to coax his daughter.
Moreover, he had an inexplicable feeling that his silly daughter would be coaxed away by him sooner or later.
Otherwise, don't stop him, give him a chance, and wait and see.
He did not admit that he had this idea a long time ago, nor did he admit that he was moved by Meng Sheng's behavior of contracting a mountain to plant plum trees for him. It just seemed that there was no better candidate than Meng Sheng at the moment.
It's just a choice after weighing the pros and cons.
After thinking about it for a long time, he asked worriedly, "Daughter, do you have enough money?
If it’s not enough, Dad will get you something in exchange!”
"Meng Sheng said today that we can choose to pay the contract fee year by year. That's enough."
After Feng Yijia finished answering, he blinked and asked, "Dad, do you have anything else to exchange for money?"
Feng Youcai showed a faint smile on his illusory face: "Dad doesn't have it on him, but it's in the place where the old Taoist lived.
When he left, he said that since he had shortened my life by several decades, he would compensate me with the things in the house.
But I think he couldn't take it away and had to stay.
When the situation gets better in the future, we will move them back, mostly artifacts carved from gold, silver, jade and stone.
There is not much use for bringing it back now except to secretly exchange it for some money, so I didn’t mention it before.
In addition, I didn't wander around for nothing during those years before my father fell asleep. I also knew several places where treasures were buried. In total, there were quite a lot of things.
Anyway, my girl, remember, as long as we have enough money, it’s fine!”
When Feng Yijia heard this, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to the back of his ears.
She no longer cursed God for being biased, nor did she envy Meng Sheng for being a hidden rich man.
She has everything as long as she has a father.
Objects made of gold, silver, jade and other stones, used by Taoist priests who could communicate with ghosts and gods.
No matter how you look at it, it's not an ordinary item.
Perhaps there are jade cushions, jade beds, and gold and silver bowls, chopsticks, and buckets.
And all of these will be yours in the future. Just thinking about that picture can make people laugh so hard that they can’t stop.
That night, Feng Yijia fell asleep with a smile on her face.
The next day, the hardworking herbalist gave himself another day off.
She announced that collecting herbs would only be her hobby from now on, not something she had to do to achieve financial freedom.
I slept until the sun was high in the sky, got up, had a leisurely breakfast, and took care of the vegetable garden behind the yard.
Feng Yijia, who felt that he had become rich overnight, was sitting in a rocking chair, drinking chrysanthemum tea and admiring the clouds rolling in the sky. He saw a group of people outside the yard heading towards the Meng family in a noisy manner.
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