So, this girl is just like her father, shameless!
"No matter how powerful you are, you are not a dick."
"So what, grandma? You are also a woman, why do you look down on yourself? I will take my father's last name from now on."
The old woman gave up the topic and asked, "Is there no news about your mother?"
"My mother doesn't need to rely on her children to consolidate her position. You can see how much my father loves her."
Old Sun couldn't argue with her and didn't dare to make a fuss. She was even more afraid to complain that Cricket Song didn't lay eggs, for fear that her third son would turn against her.
"Mrs. Huang, tell me if I feel aggrieved or not. I have to please others even in my own son's house."
"It's not aggrieved. Third Master is such a filial son. All the old ladies in our village envy your good life now."
It seems so. She is well-off now because she doesn't have to think about subsidizing her eldest brother. There are three other people who provide her with food and money, which is enough to support her life.
"It doesn't matter. As long as the Zhao family's incense is not cut off, it's fine. If they don't want to, then they don't have to. It's up to them."
"What the old lady said is right. When a son grows up, he is no longer under the control of his mother. They are filial to you, but you don't need anything for your own life."
Old Sun looked around Zhao Dashu's new home. "Third brother's place looks comfortable, but I really can't live here. There's not even a neighbor. The whole family is like ghosts living here. They don't even bother to chat or visit. How bored they must be here."
Huang stopped talking. Don't rich people live like this? They don't have money and won't gossip about other people's affairs.
It's not uncommon to find an old lady as restless as her master, and it's even rarer to find someone as selfish and self-centered as her.
"You're right. I'm living one year less every year. No matter what, I have to live a good life first." She is old, who can she take care of?
"Master, how much money do you think the Third Brother will spend here?"
"At least four thousand taels."
so much!
Behind them, Zhao Dayong almost fell down. How much would four thousand taels of silver be if piled up? It should fill up a whole table, right? A whole table? Two thousand taels for just this space?
"I guess four thousand taels is not enough. The third brother has renovated this place. It will cost several hundred taels to renovate such a large place. There are also people who want money. I don't know how many farms and acres of land he has. Seeing that the third brother is calm and relaxed, this money will not hurt him at all."
"Yeah, I don't know how much money he made and how he made it."
The people behind were also asking at the same time, how does the third brother make money?
Zhao Dayong was in a trance. What his eldest brother said yesterday broke his cognition. Has the gap between them and his third brother become so big?
He just thought this place was big and nice, and didn't think about the money at all.
Li was also expressionless, all that much money went to a little girl like Zhao Xiaoyu. She looked at Zhao Xiaoyu, who was standing at the front, and felt mixed emotions.
His family's Zhaodi couldn't even afford a piece of new cotton cloth, but what about Xiaoyu? Her worth was at least ten thousand taels of silver.
Li's body trembled. My God, ten thousand taels! What does ten thousand taels mean? She looked at Xiao Lei who got a great bargain with jealous eyes. If it was ten thousand taels of silver, her eldest brother, second brother, third brother and fourth brother all had several sons. They would come to her house and she could choose any one she wanted.
In the past, she only thought of letting her son take advantage, but she didn't expect that her third brother would have the idea of recruiting a live-in son-in-law. If she had known this earlier, she would definitely have tried her best.
How can we give such good things to outsiders?
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