No Letting My Daughter Sit at the Table? Fine, Then No One Will Eat!

The scene was in a mess.

Shuiqing was crying because the money was not enough.

Fan Jin was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Hu's mother didn't care and was determined to go back and call Hu the butcher to come and supervise and earn money.

Hearing that Hu the butcher was coming, the people of the Fan family were afraid from the bottom of their hearts!

He was a butcher who killed pigs. He was a master who was good at killing pigs. If they dared to compete with him for a life, he would skin them alive! !

Fan Qian trembled.

Fan Dazhu and the other four shrank.

Fan's mother rolled her eyes. If she couldn't get any benefits, she would definitely not let Hu's mother get them!

She said to Fan Jin considerately, "Son, your eldest brother and nephew originally wanted to help you, but we were afraid that you would be too tired.

I see that you have arranged everything well here, and you don't need us, so let's go home."

She also said to Hu's mother, "Mother-in-law, you should give up your thoughts! Didn't you hear your daughter say that she didn't have enough money? She still wanted to earn money for your son's wedding. How can you earn money without money?"

After hearing this, Hu's mother seemed to regret it and asked Fan's mother, "Then I am losing money by helping with the work here?"

"How can it be a loss? Think about it, this is also your daughter's home. How can it be a loss to help your daughter with some work?" Fan's mother hurriedly advised.

On the other hand, she felt that she had made a profit even though she didn't contribute any effort.

Mother Hu waved her hands repeatedly, "This is your son's home. You are his biological mother and you don't help with the work. How can I, his mother-in-law, not lose out by coming to work?

No, no, I will leave after these two days! Besides, the money for building the house is not enough. Will my daughter borrow money from her parents?"

Mother Hu seemed to think more and more likely, and pulled Mother Fan to express her attitude anxiously: "Let me make it clear first, I have contributed, and I will not borrow money when the time comes!

I still have a son who is not married yet, and he needs money everywhere. This is your son's wife, your Fan family, you have to take care of it, old sister!"

Mother Fan Qian originally wanted to earn money, but now she hasn't earned any money. When she heard that she would have to borrow money when she didn't have enough money, how could she agree?

After a few perfunctory words, she forcibly broke away from Mother Hu's hand, and the group left cleanly without even turning their heads!

Mother Hu looked at their backs, curled her lips, snorted, turned around and rolled up her sleeves, preparing to wash the next batch of small green vegetables.

Shuiqing and Fan Jin looked at each other, and the corners of their lips slightly raised.

"My mother-in-law is much better than my mother." Fan Jin sighed sincerely.

Shuiqing thought so too.

She was very curious, how could such a good method of Hu's mother teach the original owner to be so patient?

Then she shook her head, thinking of Fan's mother's mean and selfish nature. She gave birth to Fan Qian, who was a replica of her, but also gave birth to Fan Jin, a good shoot.

It is not impossible that bad bamboo will produce good shoots.

"Don't worry, they won't come again during the construction of the house, and they won't come again for a while after the construction is completed. I'm afraid you will borrow money from them to pay off the debt." Hu's mother said with a smile without the previous unreasonableness and unreasonableness.

"Thank you, mother." Fan Jin said gratefully.

"Silly child, what's there to thank you for." After Hu's mother replied, she squatted down and continued to wash the small green vegetables.

There are many people, so more vegetables are needed.

It is impossible to wash them all together, so they can only be washed in several batches.

There are still more than two months to the Chinese New Year. The weather before the Chinese New Year is a little cold, and the water is even colder. Fan Jin looked at his mother-in-law who was helping him, and his heart was sour and warm.

His own mother, if she could... forget it, if she didn't have it when she was a child, how could she have it when she grew up.

Hu's mother, who was washing vegetables, felt sorry for her son-in-law.

The son-in-law was slender, elegant, good-tempered and patient. He didn't pass the imperial examination, but he could earn money by copying books. How could he not be better than Fan Qian, the fat and big-eared man who ate and drank while lying down?

Normally, she would also be partial to the younger son.

Why is Fan's mother partial to the older son, and she can be so cruel.

"A mother, grandma!" Several children came up, their little faces were as bright as the morning glow, and they shouted in a clear and bright voice.

Mother Hu wiped her hands vigorously on the hem of her clothes to make sure there was no water. She touched the cheeks of several children and explained embarrassedly: "Grandma came in a hurry and didn't bring sugar balls."

"We know!"

"Grandma, my mother took us to the capital yesterday. It's very big there. Daddy and mother also bought us sugar balls. I'll go get some for you to try!"

One child ran in, and the rest followed.

Shuiqing knew in her heart that they all wanted to try one.

The corners of Mother Hu's eyes were full of wrinkles when she smiled. She looked at her daughter and asked: "Is what you said to your mother-in-law just now true or false?

Is there enough money?"

Shuiqing wanted to tell Mother Hu something before her mother-in-law came, and she thought it was a good opportunity to tell her.

She put down the cutting vegetables, squatted beside her mother to wash the vegetables together, and said: "Mom, I just want to tell you this."

Mother Hu thought her daughter was going to ask for money, and she was thinking about how much money was saved at home and how much money could be earned when Wenhua got married.

If it's not enough, she can go to the man's house to take some laundry work...

Shuiqing told her plan: "Mom, we went to the city yesterday and found that the wine was selling well, so we thought about coming back to make it and sell it;

I calculated that we can make a batch in four or five days. If it tastes good and sells well, you can try to make it in Niutou Town, and you can also make some money, right?"

My younger brother had been doing odd jobs before. He was strong and worked hard every day, and could earn more than 40 coins, but on the one hand, doing excessive physical work every day hurt his body, and on the other hand, odd jobs were not guaranteed after all, and he could lose his job at any time.

She had thought about improving her family's economic conditions before, but at that time they mainly relied on the mall. Her parents and brother were all straightforward people, and if they accidentally let the cat out of the bag, they would be in trouble.

Only a practical way to make money is suitable for them.

Mother Hu didn't think about whether she could succeed. Her first reaction was: "You taught us this way to make money, how can you sell it?

Your father can still make money by killing pigs. We are fine, so don't worry about it."

"Mom, of course I have thought about it. We have a bullock cart and we can sell it in the city. The price in the city is also higher!

You live in Niutou Town, and the people around are familiar with it. After you make it, you can put it at home or sell it at the market. The price is lower, and you can make money without being tired." Shui Qing said one by one.

How can people who do business not know that the more competition, the lower the price. She has thought about it.

Mother Hu hesitated after hearing this.

If it doesn't affect her daughter's family, she can really give it a try.

Winemaking is a good skill. If you learn it, the family will have another way to make money.

She was idle at home anyway, if she could make a few cents by brewing wine, it would help to support the family.

Then there would be no need for Wenhua to do manual labor, she could just find a master and learn a skill, and then she could have a simple meal.

However, "Daughter, how come you can brew wine?"