Concubine Qin did not notice that Li Xianchu was looking at her. She took Qin Qian and several other girls to play behind Qin Yun and others! Boys of this age are just wild, but the children of the old Qin family are very sensible. They

will be more humble to girls in games.

This is what Grandma Qin asked of them since they were young. This society cannot only ask girls to be sensible, boys must also learn to respect others. If you respect others and have good character, others will interact with you more. If you have bad character, you will be a rat crossing the street everywhere. It was

hot and noisy outside, and inside, Aunt Qin glanced outside and opened her mouth to shout.

Grandma Qin said, "That's enough, you can't call him back."

Auntie Qin Er was depressed, "But his homework..."

Grandma Qin looked at the second son's wife and said, "Think about it, he hasn't finished it on time for a long time. What else can you do if you call him back except to make yourself angry?"

Auntie Qin San was speechless about her mother-in-law's cheerfulness.

She began to consider her husband's words. This big one is really useless. Or should she really have another child?

Grandma Qin didn't care what her daughter-in-law was thinking about. She was thinking about the food in the field. In winter, a large number of cabbages were planted in the field. Now it's spring planting, and the cabbages have been harvested. They are many kilograms and hidden in the underground cellar. There are still more than a thousand kilograms. This thing is available in every household, and it is durable to store. It is still good to make pickled products. Even though the conditions at home are gradually improving, the child's mouth is also picky. Even if it is made, no one is willing to eat it.

But it is still good to put it in the market as a breakfast side dish for migrant workers!

Grandma Qin calculated, while looking outside. Seeing that people were having fun outside, she didn't care anymore and went to negotiate with her sons about selling pickled cabbage.

Xia Lu said, "No one will buy it. This cabbage is not lacking in every family." The old Qin family has it, and other families also have it.

It was Uncle Qin who spoke up, "Why don't we ask Wanwan to ask the person who bought cauliflower last time if he will buy cabbage? Two cents a pound is fine." If they sell it, they will make money.

Auntie Qin quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes, last time Wanwan asked us to grow cauliflower, and that batch of cauliflower is almost ripe now. I need to trouble Wanwan to find someone to buy it." Auntie Qin always said nice things when she needed help from the fifth room. Auntie Qin

knew what was going on, but she was still very happy and said, "We are all family, it's a small matter, I'll let Wanwan negotiate with that person."

Grandma Qin thought it was not a big deal.

Cabbage and cauliflower are different. Cabbage is really a piece of rotten street food. "If it can be sold, it can be sold. If it can't be sold, it will continue to be pickled and stored. The main thing is that the batch of cauliflower in the field must be sold." At the beginning, after listening to the suggestion of the fifth room, the third room, the fourth room, the fifth room and Grandma Qin all had two plots of land to plant cauliflower.

Only the second room did not plant it, because Qin Yun said that Hongfei should be planted by others.

Now that other families' vegetables are ready, they want to collect money. But

the second room was the only one that did not plant it. Uncle Qin inevitably felt that the second room was a little pitiful. He wanted to comfort her, but was pulled by Aunt Qin and glared at her with a warning. When Wanwan suggested that everyone plant it, Qin Hongfei asked others to plant it.

The second room listened, and now that she didn't make any money, she had to bear it herself! Let's see if she will listen to those two little girls next time!

Aunt Qin was a little bit regretful about this, but her regret was interrupted by a sound in her ear in less than three seconds...

The children outside seemed to be quarreling, not quarreling, but fighting!