Tuan Chong is five and a half years old and started his fortune from farming.

The braised beef tasted good. Before dinner, Mrs. Xu cut a small plate and asked her son to take it to the village chief's house.

It was thanks to him that Brother Yu's place of origin documents were successfully processed.

The exchange of favors must be stabilized.

When Jiang Changfa came back, Li Xiaotian also sat on the seat.

The family gathered together, had dinner, laughed and chatted about interesting things.

Especially Li Xiaotian, who mingled with the young and old in the village on the river beach, learned a lot of information that he had never known before.

It's getting hotter now, and the river mussels have grown a lot.

Someone from the village inquired about it and found a way around the town. He said that in three months, a big businessman would come to the village to buy pearls.

I heard that this big merchant was very capable, and someone under his command made a pearl appraisal bucket to distinguish the color and size of pearls. The purchase price was 30% higher than in previous years.

Don’t underestimate this 30%, it is enough for ordinary people and their families to live for a few more months!

"Uncle Li, how were the defective pearls from previous years dealt with in the end?"

Fu Bao burped and rubbed his belly, very curious.

"Weighing a pound of wheel, a pound of pearls, ten copper plates."

Li Xiaotian stopped his bowl and chopsticks and said everything he knew.

He just thought his eldest niece was curious and didn't mind answering her questions.

"That's it."

Fu Bao murmured, a pound of pearls only cost so much, no wonder their village is still so poor.

If she collects pearls and grinds them into powder to make face cream, or picks them up to make bracelets, pendants, headdresses, and flower beads, she will still make more money than selling them by the pound!

As for drilling holes, her father used tools to drill holes in any amber given to her by her little cousin, let alone pearls.

Now, except for my bratty brother who is still young, everyone in the family is busy.

Rather than living off her old age, she wants to make a little money doing something she likes and is interested in doing.

Jiang Changfa had no doubts about him and thought that his daughter liked pearls. What was the difficulty?

"If Fu Bao likes it, wait until the clams are opened in a few months. How about I give you the defective pearls?"

"Okay, but daddy, I want to accept the whole village's inferior pearls, which are two coppers higher than the ten coppers per pound of pearls outside."

Fu Bao showed his teeth and smiled implicitly.

what?

Not only Jiang Changfa's eyes widened, but everyone else sitting there, except Brother Chuan, didn't know what was going on. Everyone else was unavoidably surprised.

"Fu Bao, do you really mean what you say?"

Old Xu was surprised, but knowing her granddaughter, she thought that the old fairy must have taught her some skills.

"Well, grandma, when the time comes, you can help me promote it to other grandmas in the village. I want to accept it."

There are still three months left, so she has plenty of time to buy utensils and make preparations.

"it is good."

Mrs. Xu directly agreed to such a big matter without discussing it with her son and wife.

Li Xiaotian was dumbfounded. Is such a big matter decided like this?

Brother Chang Fa, is Aunt Xu too hasty?

Jiang Changfa: Trust my daughter.

Liu: I believe in my daughter.

Song Yu: It seems that I should paint more landscape paintings and earn more money.

"Wow~"

Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei, who are working hard to cook, don’t understand. It’s more important to cook.

Unlike the lively Jiang family, the Zhang family next door is dark, with empty tables and a low atmosphere.

Mrs. Bao was severely punished by her boss. She collapsed on the ground and crawled for a long time before climbing to the back of the kitchen stove to light a fire.

Now she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Can you really live a good life after selling your daughter? He touched the bruise on his wrist and the broken corner of his lip. Why is her life getting worse and worse?

"Mom, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook."

The voice of her youngest son's grievance sounded at the door of the kitchen, waking up Mr. Bao who was lost in his thoughts.

"Xiao Lang, where is your brother?"

Bao asked while lighting the fire.

She wanted to know if the head of the household beating her when he came home had anything to do with the eldest son!

"Brother? Brother and dad are talking in the house. I'm hungry, so I'll come find mom."

Zhang Xiaolang walked into the kitchen holding his stomach and was a little scared when he saw his mother who had changed beyond recognition.

When his father beat his mother, he did not dare to come out to help her plead for mercy, so he hid.

Mother won't leave him alone just because he's hiding, right?

"Mom, I don't want a child bride, I just want my mother."

"Good boy, mother knows that her love for you is not in vain."

Mrs. Bao's nose ached when she heard this. She couldn't hold back her aggrieved expression. She endured the pain in her body, tremblingly hugged her little son, and coaxed:

"Good boy, help me scoop out water and pour it into the pot. I'll boil some eggs for you below."

"Yeah, eat eggs, that's great."

No matter how bad Zhang Xiaolang usually does, he still knows how to help his mother at this time.

If his mother died and his father found him a stepmother, wouldn't he be driven to the woodshed just like his sister?

No, he doesn’t want to be like his sister!

Mrs. Bao opened the cupboard, and inside there were pancakes from her parents' house.

Wait for the water to boil, put in the noodles, boil a few eggs, and make a meal.

While waiting for the water to boil, Bao sprinkled some plant ash on his skin and rubbed some soil from the wall.

The pain calmed her and made her more aware.

Dalang is a waste, just like his father, cold-blooded and ruthless!

For the sake of a child bride, he made her jealous in front of his father and let her get beaten up by the head of the family.

good very good.

The old man is out living with the widow and cannot stay at home, the older man is unfilial and selfish, and the younger man

After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Bao took advantage of Xiao Lang's absence in the kitchen and took out a brick from the crack in the wall and took out the porcelain bottle inside.

Don't say that she doesn't care about the relationship between husband and wife. This is all the responsibility of the family, and it's all the fault of her own!

Zhang Xiaolang's stomach growled with hunger, and he stared longingly at his mother, fishing for noodles and peeling egg shells.

"Xiao Lang, go call your father and eldest brother to come over and serve some noodles."

Mrs. Bao brought out two sea bowls, and while she was making soup, she asked her youngest son to go out and call for help.

Zhang Xiaolang licked his mouth and said reluctantly:

"Yes, mother, remember to peel some garlic for me. I want to eat the garlic."

"Mom, I've made a note of it, go quickly."

Mrs. Bao tried to force out a smile and pulled at the wound on the corner of her lip, showing an expression uglier than crying.

Zhang Xiaolang was a little frightened and ran out of the kitchen in a flash

At this time, Mr. Bao's expression condensed, he took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, quickly sprinkled the powder into one of the sea bowls, and then put away the porcelain bottle.

Thinking that the head of the house likes to eat chopped green onions, she slightly raised the corners of her lips, sprinkled chopped green onions into the seasoned bowl, and stirred evenly.

Head, don’t blame me, you forced me to do so!

Sure enough, the person next to your pillow knows the person next to you best.

When Zhang Biandan came to the kitchen, he took away the bowl of noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Zhang Dalang avoided his mother with his eyes, took another bowl of noodles, and left directly.

"Mom, I'm so hungry. Have you peeled my garlic?"

Zhang Xiaolang completed his task and walked into the kitchen excitedly, looking at his mother longingly.

"Well, bring a stool over to eat noodles. Mom cooked an extra egg for you. You can't let your dad and eldest brother see it."

Bao Shi nodded, facing her son who was the only one who cared about her after she was injured, she felt affection in her heart.

From now on, she will only love her youngest son!

As for the eldest son, well, as soon as the head of the family dies, she will separate the family!