"It's time to let some hooligans come and see, so they know how old they are now!"
"The key is that they don't even have freedom and can't leave the house for the rest of their lives."
"And so it will be with the children, and for generations to come."
“How tragic!”
"Well, we are poor, but we are free!"
"Indeed, it is still the same as we are now."
"Compared to what we have now, our life is really not bad."
People cannot be compared with each other. There is a huge gap between them and Zhao Dashu and others, and they feel superior to the farmers.
"Big Tree, how many farmers do you have here?"
"There are about a dozen people, and about thirty of them can work in the fields." The rest of the people, young and old, can only do other menial tasks.
With so many people, plus the ones bought earlier, wouldn't Dashu's family have nearly a dozen servants?
Zhao Dayong gasped. How much food would it take for these eight people to eat? My third brother must have already consumed more than an average amount, right?
"There's a pavilion in front, it's built by someone, it's quite large and has a nice view, let's sit over there."
"Tuttuttutt! Sit down, sit down!"
There seem to be several pavilions in the county, but none of them have been used. People living on the poverty line don’t have the leisure to enjoy the scenery.
Not to mention the surrounding scenery, Zhao Dawen actually fell in love with his third brother's new home. The old man used to be a person of taste.
Wouldn't the third brother's family feel lonely living in such a big place? If all three families could move in, each with a small courtyard would be nice.
The clan leader and his clan members sat up straight unconsciously. They felt that they were a little afraid of offending Zhao Dashu, especially the clan leader's family. They knew very well why Dashu was indifferent and unfriendly to them. It was all their fault that they were short-sighted and had bet on the wrong person.
Not only did he pick up the wrong person, but he also looked down on Zhao Dashu and was always very cold to him. He never interacted with him on weekdays and never even greeted him when he saw him on the street.
Now that he is old, they want to curry favor with him, but he is unwilling to give them the chance.
Seeing the housekeeper coming over, Zhao Dashu knew that the food was ready, "Let's go, let's eat together."
Everyone followed Zhao Dashu and sighed, saying that no wonder all the rich people bought farms. They had their own small village inside and they all belonged to them. Who wouldn't like that?
With this place, the big tree’s descendants will never have to worry about going hungry.
This means that their descendants can live a wealthy life.
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