Dazhuzi shot him a cold look, "What do you mean? Do you dislike me for not working?"
"Yes, I just hate that you don't work. I work myself to death, but you lie on the kang every day pretending to be dead. Why don't you take a walk in the yard and help me?
Don't you know that everything we do now is our own? What did your parents say before? They said you should earn money, but all the money your parents earn will go to your parents-in-law!
Now that your family is gone, have you moved? Have you earned any money? Have you brought any money home?
Dazhuzi couldn't stand this insult, "What do you mean, you look down on me?"
"I won't live with you even if I don't like you. I just want to work with you, work together!"
Dazhuzi knew very well that it was time for him to work, but he sadly discovered that after so many years of comfort, he had become accustomed to it and lazy, and he could no longer bear the tiredness.
He also went to the fields on the first day of autumn harvest. His bones were broken in an hour. It was too difficult for him to work hard without slacking off.
His parents harmed him. If he hadn't been angry with them all these years, he would never have behaved like this.
"Head of the house, let's work together. If I get pregnant and give birth, what will happen to the housework?"
"Go home, go home first."
It’s a pity that people are far away from each other, but it’s still fun to listen to people quarreling.
He hated himself, his parents, and even more so his uncle who refused to help.
He paused, "Wife, how about we tell our parents that we're not going to live out our lives? It's also quite comfortable to live like we did before."
They take care of all the work, and he and his wife always slack off and procrastinate.
Pan sneered, "Do you think my parents-in-law will agree? If we get married, they might regret it, just like Third Uncle did."
Now they just laugh at us and say, 'Go ahead and make trouble at home, and see what happens to you when you're done?' Just think about whether your mother would say that, right?"
"meeting."
"And they definitely won't accept us back. It's obvious we were being kept for nothing. Now they must be so happy they've finally let us out, and we just showed up on our own."
Mrs. Pan vomited to death, saying that it was her husband's fault.
She used to think he was capable, but it was because of his partiality that he was delayed. Haha, now she sees that he is also a fool.
My parents-in-law have three sons, no wonder my third uncle doesn't like any of them.
There is really no one who can do it.
Dazhuzi also knew that his parents would not accept him again, and he also knew that there was no turning back for his family.
"It's getting cold soon. I'll wait until next year. Next year I'll definitely go out and find work to earn some money."
Mrs. Pan staggered, so she had to do the housework for half a day?
"Zhao Dazhuzi, I'm telling you, if you dare not work, I'll go back to my parents' home tomorrow and freeze you to death in the winter."
Pan said something harsh and ran back home angrily.
After leaving the family, Li ignored her. She felt heartbroken since leaving the family. Even if she heard them quarreling, she would not say a word.
It’s everyone’s job to live their own life and do whatever they want. She can’t care less.
Her son and daughter-in-law both broke her heart. They are both heartless and ungrateful. They deserve to regret it!
Li hated Pan. Since she came to the house, the eldest son had become even more active and was a complete troublemaker.
Now that he saw that she was doing well, the boss threw all the work to her, and he felt very happy.
"Mom," Pan suddenly stopped Li and said, as if she didn't want anyone to miss her, "We just went to see Third Uncle. She said Grandpa's been unhappy lately, saying Dad hasn't visited him in a long time. She scolded Dad for being unfilial and that there was a cold wind blowing over his grave!"
Li staggered.
Nowadays, people believe in ghosts and gods the most and are also the most filial. If this gets out...
"We just went to see the old man a while ago. There are some things you should be careful not to say when you go out. I'll tear your mouth apart."
"Really? But..."
"Shut up, just mind your own business, you don't need to worry about other things."
Pan shrugged, not fearing at all. "Mom, you're wronging me. I really didn't mean to say that. It was Third Uncle who told me to let Dad and Big Uncle visit the old man when they have time."
"Shut up!"
Pan really shut up this time. She had said everything she wanted to say.
Li walked into her room with a twisted waist, her chest heaving with anger. Her family was in misfortune, so why did she marry such a disaster?
No, they went to the third brother's house? What for? To ask him for help?
Li's face looked even uglier.
Zhao Dashu moved back to his own farm the next day, and Zhao Xiaoyu took advantage of this time to continue tinkering with the land he had planted.
I'll tinker with it for a while and then come back. I'll almost have a new harvest.
"My dear, I said I would buy you some land, but I haven't bought any yet after being in the capital for so long."
"Didn't you say no one was selling it?"
"When we get back, let's go to the suburbs a few more times and buy the land for you."
"become!"
"Dad, do you think I should hand over some of these things now, or wait until Xiao Lei becomes an official before handing them over?"
Zhao Dashu thought for a long time, "Daughter, do you want to make friends?"
"Well, hand in a part of it now, and the credit belongs to you and me, Dad. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Are you worried about Xiao Lei?"
"Not really. I just wanted to have something to rely on. These days, no one can absolutely trust or depend on anyone, right?"
Yes, he likes his daughter’s intelligence and calmness.
"What do you want to hand in?"
"The plows I made before are different from the plows that people use to plant seeds. The tonnage and depth of the plows vary. Some places have too much seeds, while others have too few or too sparse seeds.
Dad, isn't the plow we made earlier enough? Using a grooved wooden wheel instead of a simple hole for seed placement will help sow seeds more evenly, won't it?
We can even make wheels with different groove sizes to accommodate seeds of different sizes.”
"Should I go find the county magistrate?"
"Well, tell him that after we developed it in our capital city, we rushed back to report to him."
"Dad understands."
They rushed back to report to the county magistrate instead of going directly to the prefect, as the county magistrate wanted to thank them for their kindness.
Zhao Dashu took the three plow carts to find the county magistrate. This thing had just been given away, and he was waiting for the spring plowing after the New Year to be ready.
Zhao Xiaoyu was looking after her vegetable garden at home, thinking that if she could meet the prefect in the provincial capital, she would be willing to show off a few more things.
She changed her mind. Xiao Lei could become an official through the imperial examination, and she could also use these things to win fame for her father.
If they could get a title, their family would be even better off in the future.
She had been thinking in the wrong direction before, and only wanted Xiao Lei to be promoted to a higher official position. In fact, a title of nobility is more real than being an official, and it would be even more real if he could get a hereditary title.
When an official retires and returns to his hometown when he is old, the glory of a generation comes to an end.
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