These peach trees are taller than a person, and they're at the peak of their fruiting season. There are seven of them; they should yield plenty of fruit. The village chief nodded, "You're a good girl."
These days, who doesn't keep their food to themselves? Who would openly share it? It's clear that Qin Xiaozhou isn't a stingy person.
Wang Sanshu's wife joked, "We have to keep a close eye on these fruit trees; no one can pick any fruit before they're ripe."
The others readily agreed, and several men even went home to get hoes and join in planting. Someone joked, "Sanshu's wife, you need to tell your Sanshu to keep an eye on your cows, so he doesn't eat these peach trees."
Wang Sanshu's family owns an oxcart, which he uses to travel between the town and the county seat on market days. The town is located northwest of Wangjia Village, and he passes by the Lu family's house.
Wang Sanshu's wife smiled and said no.
After planting the peach trees and returning home, dinner was already prepared. Zhao Fen had cooked, though her cooking skills were only so-so, and Qin Xiaozhou wasn't picky. Wang Lan thought for a while and then asked, "Granddaughter-in-law, our family isn't rich anymore. Why are you raising chickens, ducks, and geese? Won't you just squander the last bit of our savings?"
The Lu family all thought the same way. They were afraid of being hungry and felt that if they had any money, they should first make sure their family had enough to eat and drink. When they had money, they should remember the hardships they had when they didn't have money, and they should be frugal and not spend money recklessly.
Qin Xiaozhou swallowed hard as he looked at the stir-fried meat, but his chopsticks instead picked up bamboo shoots. "That's a poor person's mindset. The more you save, the poorer you get. Only those who know how to take risks have the potential to become rich and powerful."
Wang Lan choked and dared not speak again. After dinner, under the bright moon in the night sky, Qin Xiaozhou organized the Lu brothers to move the withered grass to the back of the thatched shed, and then moved all the bamboo branches that had been cut that day, as well as the unwanted sections, back and piled them behind the house.
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