At the Wu family dinner table, there is no such thing as not speaking while eating. When Qingyun returns home in glory, it is natural to invite the elders of the old house, as well as the old village chief and the new village chief.
Clearly, Qingyun could sense that the elders' hair had turned gray and their backs had become much more hunched.
They are very different from the people I remember.
But the deep care remains the same as before.
"Qingyun, eat more fish."
"Try it, this is cassava grown by your uncles, made into flour, cassava flour dumplings, it's very fragrant."
"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma!"
"Qingyun is not the little kid he used to be. Come on, have a drink with me."
"Alright, it's the younger generation's turn to pay respects to you, elder."
"Sit down, sit down, don't stand. We're all family, no need to be polite."
......
Looking at Qingyun's effortless demeanor, Jiang Yue felt a sense of déjà vu, as if her son had grown up.
"Mother, your son respectfully greets you..."
"Okay, sit down."
From ancient times to the present, there has been a culture surrounding wine glasses at the dinner table.
After some polite greetings, everyone began to eat.
After they had eaten most of the food, they moved to the main hall to continue talking, while the children were sent away by the adults.
Aunt Ge prepared nourishing tea and some seasonal pastries so that the hostess and her family could chat and enjoy the tea and snacks at the same time.
"This year, something happened to the Xu family in town, and they plan to sell all their property and land..."
Wu Jiahu sat slightly below his third uncle as a sign of respect. As they chatted, the topic turned to land ownership.
"Oh? Approximately how many acres?"
Jiang Yue picked up the conversation and asked a question.
"It covers about 300 acres, all in one continuous stretch, at the border of Zhangjiawan and Dahe Village. It is all high-quality farmland."
Wu Jiahu replied, then added:
"Master Xu was unwilling to sell it separately, so no one has shown any interest in it since the beginning of the year."
It's not that there aren't people who want to sell 300 acres at once, but they're all trying to drive down the price.
But Master Xu was short of money and refused to lower the price, so the matter stalled there.
"No wonder, three hundred acres is indeed a lot."
Jiang Yue guessed the reason, and it was pretty much the right one.
Perhaps it was because she had lived in the countryside for a long time and had an inexplicable affinity for the fields that she decided to buy it.
Seeing the interest in her mother's eyes, Qingyun whispered:
"Mother, if you like it, I'll buy it for you."
"You? How long have you been an official? Where did you get the money?"
Could it be embezzlement?
Jiang Yue silently swallowed the last sentence; the fear in her eyes was undeniable.
"Mother, can you please have some faith in your son?"
Qingyun pursed her lips, muttered something, and then fell silent, clearly angered.
"Wow, so much land!"
Grandpa Wu sighed. He had worked hard his whole life, and his family only owned less than twenty mu of land. It was this little under twenty mu of land that fed his entire family...
But, three hundred acres! That can support so many people.
No wonder the rich man is a rich man, while he is just a peasant.
No, we can't compare.
"What, you still want to farm? With your old arms and legs, how can you compare to young people? You should just enjoy your retirement."
Before Old Zhou could even open her mouth to retort, the old village chief spoke first.
"I'd love to plant some, but unfortunately I have so many children and grandchildren, they all refuse to let me work in the fields."
Grandpa Wu shrugged, looking innocent, or rather, helpless.
What he said, once it gets out, will definitely sound like bragging, absolutely bragging!
The old village chief rolled his eyes, showing off.
They're bullying him because he doesn't have many children and grandchildren!
He's not around yet!
snort!
"Village chief, could you please help me schedule a time? I'd like to meet with that Mr. Xu and have a talk."
After careful consideration, Jiang Yue decided to meet with Master Xu to discuss the price. If the price was right, she would buy it.
Three hundred acres, no matter what you plant, the harvest will be good!
"good."
Wu Jiahu agreed, pondering how he could help the county magistrate negotiate a lower price if she really wanted to buy it.
"Qingyun, you and Changjun grew up together. Although you are not blood brothers, you are closer than blood brothers. Now that his grandparents have passed away, you should do your best to comfort him."
Before leaving, the old village chief called Qingyun aside and gave him some instructions.
"Don't worry, Grandpa Village Chief, I will."
Qingyun nodded and escorted the old man to the door...
Boys are not as thoughtful as girls. When Qingyun came back this time, she didn't even think about bringing back any local specialties or anything like that.
However, he did not leave empty-handed.
The Xu family arranged for four martial arts-skilled servants to escort them, and the carriage was filled with generous gifts.
And he himself isn't stupid, is he?
He saved his daily salary, secretly planning to become self-reliant and start a small business.
Well, he couldn't openly do business, so he had to discuss it with his second brother and sister-in-law and consign his paintings to his second brother's boutique.
He never expected that his casual brushstrokes depicting rural scenes would be so popular.
It can be said that, apart from the cost of brushes, ink, paper, and mounting, he could easily sell a painting for fifty or sixty taels of silver!
This seems to be what my mother meant when she said, "Foolish but rich."
So he struck while the iron was hot, burying himself in painting in his house whenever he had free time.
In just a few months, they made a fortune...
He also dragged Changjun into it.
We share the good times and the bad, that's what brothers are like~
Finally, after helping their superiors with all their assigned tasks, they were able to enjoy a holiday and rest!
So they went back to their hometown together to see their family...
"Good lad, you've earned so many silver notes? Impressive."
Jiang Yue couldn't help but laugh as she listened. Jinling really is a place where people are foolish and rich.
A painting can sell for so much money. If she had known, she would have just let Qingyun paint. Why did she have to hide her hardships and struggle to start a business at the beginning?
"Give it all to Mother. Mother, your son has always had a wish: that one day when I am capable, I will definitely earn money for you to spend."
Qingyun handed the box of silver to his mother. Although silver notes were lighter and easier to carry, he knew that his mother preferred the heavy feel of silver.
Oh, and at the very bottom, there are a few gold ingots too.
"Mother accepts it. When you and Miaoyun get married, Mother will add some more and give it to you."
Hearing Qingyun say this, Jiang Yue was not only moved but also completely relieved.
The original plot has been completely distorted, and she no longer has to live in fear. Qingyun has become the main villain!
"Mother~"
Qingyun's ears began to turn red. Thinking of the charming way the spoiled girl had told her not to flirt with other men before she left, her heart burned.
Perhaps, marrying him could save others from the poison of tea.
The main reason was his mentor, who treated him like a son or nephew; he simply couldn't bear to see his mentor sad...
"Alright, go find Changjun and see how he is~"
Jiang Yue stopped and did not continue the conversation.
They put away the box and were about to send the person away.
"good."
Upon hearing Changjun's name, Qingyun's expression returned to normal...
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