After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

I saw the woman crying and saying: "It has been almost 20 years since I married into their family. At the beginning, the family was quite wealthy and had no worries about food and drink. But who would have thought that this old guy would be obsessed with growing flowers. That thing is ours Can ordinary people afford it?

Just because the life of his flower gardening family is getting worse day by day, everything that can be sold has been sold, and now the family is so poor that they can hardly afford to eat. The marriage that my son has agreed to is because of such a prodigal grandfather. Withdrawn.

My son is seeking life and death for this. This old guy actually has the leisure to sell flowers here. How can he sell them? "

After hearing what the woman said, everyone began to sympathize with her and then blamed the old man.

Yan Qingqing looked at this woman with a mean face, and her eyes were full of calculations. Although she was crying, it was only thundering but not raining, and she didn't even shed a single tear.

The old man let her scold her without saying a word, and finally sighed and said, "What do you want?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "Give the house you live in now for your eldest grandson to get married. You probably don't want your old Zhang family to have no heirs."

The old man looked at the woman intently for a while and then said, "Okay, I'll just let you go."

After saying that, the old man squatted on the ground in frustration, and the woman walked away with a proud look on her face like a victorious rooster, her neck held high.

The crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed, but Yan Qingqing left in no hurry. Instead, she got off the carriage and walked to the old man to carefully pay attention to the flowers the old man planted.

Yan Qingqing looked at the flowers sold by the old man, including peonies and roses, and they were in excellent condition, so she asked, "Old man, how do you sell these roses?"

The old man raised his head and looked at Yan Qingqing. Did he finally find someone who knew what he was doing? It was a pity that it was too late. So he said, "If you like it, take it all. If it's not enough, I still have it in my yard, oh, no, I don't have a yard anymore."

Yan Qingqing looked at the old man with empty eyes, probably because he was despairing of life.

Then he smiled and said: "I still have dozens of acres of wasteland at home, and I want to plant some flowers and plants, but I lack a craftsman who can grow flowers and plants, and I don't know if you, the old man, are willing."

Yan Qingqing also suddenly remembered that the wasteland her family bought was still idle. She had originally planned to plant all the apricot trees, and then it could be turned into a scenic spot, where you could enjoy apricot flowers, drink apricot wine and eat apricot cakes. The plan was strict. Qingqing had everything done, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. There weren't that many saplings in the fruit tree shop, and most of this year's tree species were bought by Yan Qingqing's family.

In addition to being busy during this period, the land was actually delayed.

When she saw this old man selling flowers today, she was suddenly inspired. She didn't have to plant trees, she could also plant flowers.

After hearing Yan Qingqing's words, the old man's eyes suddenly burst with hope, and he asked cautiously: "Are you telling the truth? Are you really planning to plant flowers, and are you really willing to take in this old man?"

Yan Qingqing nodded affirmatively, and the old man suddenly burst into tears. Finally, he wiped away his tears and said, "Okay, as long as the madam can take care of my three meals a day and give the old man a place to stay, the old man's life will belong to the madam from now on." .”

After finishing speaking, Old Man Zhang thought for a while and said to Yan Qingqing: "If it's convenient for Madam, can you go back with me first? I still have several rare varieties in my yard, and they have been ruined there. When the time comes, they will be transplanted to Madam’s courtyard is also good.”

Yan Qingqing's eyes lit up when she heard this. She was getting a big deal. So he asked Ada to drive Old Man Zhang back to his home.

After the carriage made many twists and turns, they finally arrived at Old Man Zhang's house. It was a small alley with three dilapidated old houses, but the yard was indeed not small. As soon as Yan Qingqing and the others arrived at the door, a pile of old clothes flew out of the door. , and then I heard a mean and domineering voice coming from inside: "I didn't even find anything valuable, what has this old guy been doing for so many years.

You loser, I have told you to coax his money over early, but now you see you have nothing but this shabby house. "

Then a man said in a cowardly voice: "Oh, doesn't the old man help us with all his money? How can he still have money? It's thanks to your cleverness, madam, that you can get this old man's house back, and you can sell it later." How much is it worth?”

The woman said again: "I'm warning you, this house is what I wanted to get back after all the trouble, and the money from the sale is also my mother's. And that old thing must never be taken into my home to live in."

The man responded repeatedly and scolded Old Man Zhang together.

Yan Qingqing estimated that the man who spoke must be the old man's son. The old man was not so sad when his wife was not filial. Hearing his son say the same thing really hurt the old man's heart.

But this old man walked into the yard with an expressionless expression, as if he was used to it.

The two of them were cursing each other, but when they saw old man Zhang, they suddenly fell silent like a rooster being strangled, but the woman reacted first and said: "Old man, you promised to give the house to your grandson, you can't go back on it. "

The old man glanced at the man who was standing aside without saying a word and with disdain in his eyes and said: "From now on, there is no relationship between father and son between us."

The man frowned but said nothing after hearing what Old Man Zhang said. The woman was overjoyed and said, "Old man, this is what you said, and you are not allowed to go back on it in the future.

Then what are you doing back today? "

Old man Zhang said: "There is a lady who likes flowers and is willing to support me in my old age, but only if I take these flowers away."

At this time, Yan Qingqing took Ah Da into the yard and looked at the mess all over the yard. Fortunately, the flowers in half of the yard next to it were still intact.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw Yan Qingqing's clothes. She rolled her eyes and said, "If you want these flowers, you can bring them two taels of silver. These flowers were carefully cultivated by the old man."

Yan Qingqing took a look at these flowers. Two taels of silver were indeed not much, and these flowers were worth far more than two taels of silver. However, Yan Qingqing could not give money to such a person.

So he said: "Oh, you have such a bad tone. You dare to ask for two taels of silver when you open your mouth. I just think this old man is pitiful. The smell of this flower is not bad, and I think that the chickens and ducks I raise at home are too smelly." Well, digging it back can block the smell. Since you are so rare, just keep it for yourself.

And I don’t want this old man anymore. Since this yard belongs to him, it is natural for him to live here anyway. Now the county magistrate has strict governance and will never allow such a great unfilial thing to happen.

If anyone dares to kick him out, I will go to the Yamen and sue her! "

Yan Qingqing's words made the woman stunned for a while, and finally she said calmly: "It's just a few broken flowers, take them if you want, but first make sure you take this old thing with you."

Yan Qingqing snorted noncommittally, but thought in her heart, "Young man, you can play this trick with me without even looking at how much you weigh."