The fierce peasant wife came to make a fortune

Chapter 150 Family affection is not worth two taels of silver ([-])
"Third Uncle, if we don't regard you as members of Lao Miao's family, then we won't be standing here today, but just like them." Looking at your jokes on the ridge, if we don’t regard you as members of Lao Miao’s family, then why did I send so much food to your family some time ago? If we don’t regard you as members of Lao Miao’s family, then I wouldn't know that you and my second uncle can't build a house and stay to help you. If I don't regard you as members of Lao Miao's family, why would I let my brother and Lao Hu come over to help you cut? wheat?"

Miao Xiaoyan's words made Miao Yushan bow his head, but Mrs. Peng said again: "Swallow, if you think we are members of the old Miao family, why don't you have the money to give Zhuzi a private school instead of us?"

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt, are you going to cut off the relationship between us just for these two taels of silver?" Miao Xiaoyan looked at Miao Yushui and his wife calmly.

The two were at a loss for words when asked by Miao Xiaoyan.

Miao Xiaoyan said slowly again: "Third Uncle, Third Aunt, ask yourself, have you really thought about letting your children study in private schools?"

Miao Yushui and his wife looked at each other, then fell silent again.

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt, if you really want to send Daniel to a private school, then I will pay the money, but the premise must be voluntary, not forced by you? Do you understand?" Miao Xiaoyan continued.

At this time, the second uncle said again: "That's right, Yushui, Mrs. Peng, you have already separated. Although Dafu and Yanzi are earning money now, the money is also hard earned by them. How to spend it and where it is spent is their business, and we have no right to ask them to do anything for us."

Peng Shi moved his lips, but in the end he still didn't make a sound. Miao Yushui picked up his sickle and went out of the wheat field to go home. Peng Shi also chased after him.

"Second Uncle, is this wheat still cut?" Miao Dafu asked.

Miao Yushan wiped off the blood stains on his lips, and said, "Cut it off."

"Swallow, you and Shanfeng should stay here to help." Miao Tianyang said.

"Okay, uncle." Miao Xiaoyan replied.

It took four days for Miao Yushan and Miao Yushui's wheat to be harvested, and during these four days, Miao Yushui and his wife did not step into the wheat field again. Miao Yushui and others packed their wheat and bagged it to their doorstep.

"Third brother, your wheat has been harvested and put at the door!" Miao Yushan yelled to Miao Yushui's house, and left with Miao Dafu.

Miao Yushui walked out of the door only after hearing their footsteps leaving, and stared at the wheat on the cart.

"Father, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and move the wheat to the yard to dry." Mrs. Peng came out and said.

"If they knew there was a fight, they would have collected all the wheat for us, and I shouldn't have hit so hard that day." Mrs. Peng smiled obediently after getting a bargain.

"Shut up, you know nothing!" Miao Yushui cursed.How can this brother have an overnight feud? That day, the second brother even helped him harvest wheat. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved at all.

And Miao Yushan
Zeng was full of anger, and nagged to her man: "Do you think that if you help them harvest this wheat, they will be grateful to you?

(End of this chapter)