Chapter 392: Heavy Thoughts (2/2)



When the father, daughter and two daughters returned home, Song was still cleaning up the room for them. Xiao Lei, who did not go out, helped with the cleaning. This was the room where they slept, and Song instinctively did not want other people to interfere.

What did my daughter say? It seemed like it was personal privacy. Some things are just for you to read on your own.

"Mom, mom, I picked a lot of wild fruits, please try them."

"Please don't waste such sour fruits. Just throw them away and feed them to the chickens." Zhao Dashu threw all the wild fruits to the housekeeper, leaving only a few edible loquats.

"There are so many wild fruits on our mountain, and the farmers' children here are so obedient that they don't even pick them to eat."

"No, these are fruits grown on trees, similar to pomegranates. They are picked before the pear blossoms are ripe."

Song laughed, "Your room has been tidied up, Xiaoyu, I've put all your things in the cabinets. If there's anything you don't like, you can adjust it yourself."

"Thank you, mother. Today we are moving to a new home. Let's prepare some food for all the farmers in the evening. Today, I saw that every one of them looked like a refugee."

"Okay, prepare a meal for them and order some dishes. Let me tell you, Xiaoyu, we've really bought everything here. I just looked at the pig and chicken pens, they're great for raising animals, plus the fish in the river and the food grown by the farmers. Oh, and there are women who can weave cloth. We can rely on the farmers here to have everything we need, and we can save a lot of money on food and drink."

Really? Zhao Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows. Otherwise, why do they say that the richer you are, the richer you are, because there are countless people helping them make money! It is wishful thinking for ordinary people to turn things around and surpass them.

In ancient times, class hierarchy was even more serious, especially for those who sold themselves, who would be slaves for generations.

"Well, if someone sells a place like this in the future, we'll buy it. If they don't, that's fine too. If the land is large enough, we can fence it off and farm it ourselves."

"You said so. It's more cost-effective than renting it to tenant farmers."

"Dad, when are we going to have the housewarming dinner?"

"Tomorrow I will ask a master to calculate a date and then decide. We have held a house-warming dinner in our new house before. This time we just want everyone to come and get acquainted with the family. We won't accept any gifts."

It seemed that my dad was becoming more and more superstitious, and had become a fanboy of the guy on the mountain. I didn't know how he had fooled him and tricked him into going around in circles.

Old house.

Zhao Dawen discovered that his youngest son often hung out with his second brother's son recently. Except for attending classes at his place, he spent almost all of his time with Dazhuzi, as if they were wearing the same pair of pants.

It's just not normal!

"What's wrong with Jiadong recently? Why is he so close to Dazhuzi? You can ask him what's going on. Today I heard him say that he wants to switch beds with Erzhuzi and sleep at the second brother's house from now on."

"Ah? He's going to sleep at his second brother's house from now on. What does this kid think?"

"I don't know. Dazhuzi came to ask me for calligraphy several times before, but I didn't teach him. He never came again. I didn't take it to heart. But recently, I don't know when Jiadong got involved with him. I always feel that this kid has bad intentions."

"Indeed, that child is very thoughtful. When we talked about the stepchild issue, he was very active and rushed to be the son of my third brother. No one could stop him."

Zhao Dawen also remembered that incident. He had a very bad impression of Dazhuzi. "He is a thoughtful person. He has his own purpose for everything he does. You may not know it. I have seen him deliberately teach Sanzhuzi bad things and make toys for him several times, just to make him stop studying."

Wang was shocked. "There is such a thing. I only heard that he wanted to study, but my second brother and his wife refused, saying they couldn't afford it. I also heard that he was very successful and he was the best student among the children."

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