Reborn as a farmhouse concubine, she raises a prince and is busy farming

Mr. Lin's back seemed to bend silently.

He looked at Lin Ming and said: "Lin Ming, you are not young anymore, but your handwriting is not as good as that of a child. You only think about playing."

Lin Ming listened silently, his mouth tightly closed, but judging from his pouted mouth and stubborn eyes, he was not convinced.

Mr. Lin continued: "Today, if you don't finish writing the big characters, you won't be able to go out. In addition to this one, you have to write two more to make up for your previous homework."

The old man was so angry that he could not tolerate any rebuttal.

He has completely lost confidence in his eldest son. As for his second son, he used to think he was very reliable, but looking around, it turns out that among the three sons, only the younger one has some potential to study.

Looking back now, the second child might have made a mistake, but unfortunately it was too late to regret.

"You study hard for me, don't let grandpa down, stay in the room and don't come out, and give me your completed homework to check later."

After saying that, Mr. Lin sighed, shook his head, and went out.

He felt quite helpless. Now the second son's family had become estranged from his own family, but he couldn't say anything to blame the second son.

The old man is looking forward to it, hoping that the children in the family can study well and have a good future.

How could Lin Ming understand his grandfather's painstaking efforts at this time? He glared hard at the desk. How could that boring calligraphy practice be compared with going out and playing with friends with a slingshot to shoot birds? That was the real happiness.

Lin Ming was unwilling in his heart, but he was also afraid of his grandfather. He sat on the chair beside the desk, his butt felt like there were nails and he couldn't sit still. Finally, he wrote two words and threw down the brush.

"Grandma, I don't want to write, I want to go out and play. I made an agreement with Ergou and the others today!"

When Mrs. Lin Zhang heard this, her face was full of kindness, "Okay, okay, then I won't write it down and go play."

Mrs. Lin Zhang was so courageous that she decided to let her grandson go out to play without consulting Mr. Lin. In her opinion, although reading is important, it is not something that can be done in a short while.

As a result, when Mr. Lin came back to inspect the results, Lin Ming could not be seen.

"Where's Ming'er?" Mr. Lin asked.

"The child is still young. It's no big deal if I let him go out and relax." Lin Zhang said nonchalantly.

She originally thought this matter was nothing, but she didn't expect Mr. Lin's expression to change immediately after hearing this.

"Aren't you just having fun for a while?"

If Lin Ming really wanted to study and study seriously, Mr. Lin would not force him to study hard day and night.

Nowadays, Lin Ming is a playful kid. In order to go out and play, he would even be willing to show mercy to Lin Zhang. This disappointed Mr. Lin.

Seeing that the old man's expression was wrong, Mrs. Lin Zhang immediately came out to defend her grandson: "Ming'er has already studied in the morning, and you were not around. Going out to play now can be regarded as a normal rest."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Lin immediately sneered, studying hard every day?

He saw that Lin Ming didn't seek to improve at all.

He went on to say: "If Lin Ming is determined to study, he will naturally study hard. When I was young, I didn't need anyone to beat me when I was studying." At this point, the old man felt a little embarrassed to speak, because this child was spoiled by Lin Zhang. Suddenly, Lin Qian seemed to sense something ominous and couldn't help but interjected: "Dad, Ming'er..."

However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mr. Lin's words.

The old man shook his head and said: "He, well, I don't care! If you dote on him so much, he will eventually become useless. Now just asking him to write makes me feel a great injustice. I looked at this book. There’s no need to read it anymore.”

Lin Qian couldn't sit still and hurriedly tried to stop the old man and defend his son.

But Lin Zhang didn't care at all. She only thought about her grandson. In her opinion, Lin Ming was extremely smart, but he was still young and his personality was not yet stable, so it was not a big problem.

She retorted: "Huh, old man, did you go to the old house and be coaxed by that little girl from Chujiu? Ming'er just hasn't decided yet, how could I spoil him?"

The two people were arguing fiercely, and Lin Qianshi couldn't get in the middle of the conversation. She could only stare at Mr. Lin who turned around and went into the room in anger.

And Mrs. Lin Zhang raised her neck like a proud old hen after winning a game. Ever since that quarrel, Mr. Lin had really stopped interfering with Lin Ming's studies as he said, which made Lin Ming laugh out loud.

Lin Qianshi looked at all this and gradually felt worried, but she didn't know what to do for a while.

Outsiders had no way of knowing about this turmoil in the Lin family, and for Lin Chujiu, she didn't care at all. Even if someone told her, she would be indifferent. Right now, she is immersed in the preparations for her new house.

She had personally seen every brick and tile. With a few reliable craftsmen and helpers from the village, the house was almost completed in less than two months.

The roofing of the house is almost done today, and the yard wall will start tomorrow.

Lin Chujiu especially thanked the craftsmen for their hard work and bought dozens of kilograms of pork to express their condolences. She did this to thank the craftsmen who worked for her, her family who had been taking care of her, and the villagers who helped with the work.

The braised pork is steaming hot in a large open-air pot, and the aroma fills the air for miles. Just when she wanted to get some potatoes and put them in the pot, she inadvertently left for a while, giving someone an opportunity to take advantage of her.

From a distance, Mrs. Lin Zhang could smell the aroma of meat, and her eyes lit up.

She cursed secretly in her heart, feeling that Lin Chujiu was really ignorant, stewing so much good meat for outsiders, but forgetting about her own grandmother. When Lin Chujiu came back with the potatoes, he found that the lid of the pot had been opened.

Mrs. Lin Zhang was eating two pieces of meat with big mouthfuls. Not satisfied yet, she took a bowl and put the meat in it.

When Lin Chujiu saw this scene, his face instantly became extremely dark, "Nai, are you eating meat secretly?"

The sudden sound startled Lin Zhang. Her eyes widened with a look of fear. Lin Chujiu's voice turned cold, and he looked at her with a cold face.

I sighed again in my heart, how could there be such a shameless person?
  I thought that Lin and Zhang would retreat when they saw the difficulty, but they didn't expect that one plan failed and another one came up.

After Lin Zhang saw clearly that it was Lin Chujiu who was coming, she did not retreat in panic, but followed with a confident attitude.

"Isn't it just one or two pieces of meat? If I eat your meat, is it called stealing? You are my granddaughter. Even if I don't come to eat, you should serve it to me."

All in all, Lin Chujiu couldn't stand listening to a bunch of lies.

Mrs. Lin Zhang pinched her chopsticks hard again without feeling any distress at all.

She couldn't bear to spend a lot of money to buy so much meat, and the stinky girl didn't know where the money came from? I must have deliberately pretended to be poor to deceive her when I worked hard with her before.