Ever since he knew that his daughter wanted to play instead of studying, and she was even more repelled by her strict husband, Qin Shanchou lost several hairs. It was impossible to beat her. He could only be reasonable and let her slowly accept the reality, so that he could barely maintain his father's life.

The look of a kind and filial daughter.

In the next few nights, Qin Xiaoxiao was forced to listen to her father's nagging. In the first two days, she would even retort a few words, and she was always on the verge of being beaten. Later, when she got tired of listening, she simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Pretending to be asleep soon turned into real sleep.

The hypnotic effect of Qin Shan's babble is comparable to Lin Qiuniang's gentle humming of a tune!

Qin Shan was extremely anxious and had no choice. He could only hope that his two nephews would live up to their expectations, perform well in the school, and win over the serious and upright Enlightenment Master. With such a living example, it would be better than him wasting his saliva every night.

, and even made myself furious to death.

The twentieth day of the first lunar month was the day when classes started. On the first morning, Dabao Erbao, who had a look of reluctance on his face, was dragged away by Qin Chuan and Zhao Cao'er while carrying a change of clothes.

Thinking of not being able to see his two brothers for more than half a month, Qin Xiaoxiao, who realized it later, was extremely sad, and ran away crying to the entrance of the village.

Dabao and Erbao also couldn't bear to part with their sister, and they couldn't bear to live a life of freedom. For a moment, they were so sad that the three brothers and sisters hugged each other and cried, as if they were parting from each other, which made people very speechless.

Sadness is temporary, but fun is eternal. Dabao and Erbao were gone for just a moment, and little Heartless had a great time playing pick-up sticks with Da Huang, and ate one-third more food at noon than usual.

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In the afternoon, the Qin family welcomed several groups of villagers. All of these villagers were named Qin, and they were old and young. Seeing that the Qin family sent their first and second treasures to study in the city, they thought of sending their own children to the school to get to know a few of them.

Under the guise of writing, I asked how much money the Qin family gave to Xiu.

After learning that each person was entitled to two taels of silver per year, and a one-time payment of four taels of silver, plus pens, inks, paper, inkstones, food and accommodation, each of them did not know whether to envy the Qin family's life, or to feel frustrated that it was difficult to provide for a child for their own family.

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"Uncle Wu, spring is about to begin. Is it time to prune your jujube trees?" After asking Shu Xiu and talking about other things, these people finally got to the point and revealed the purpose of coming here.

Mr. Qin watched the winter pass, and the old jujube tree seemed to have grown a few feet tall again. He said with a calm expression: "It really needs to be pruned. If you have any idea, just let me know. I won't treat you badly."

Upon hearing this, several people chatted and didn't know how to answer the question.

This old jujube tree has been growing for decades. Even if half of it was destroyed by lightning, the remaining half would still be two or three feet tall. The shortest part would have to be reached with a long bamboo pole. If you want to use a ladder to prune, you can't even reach the place where you can reach it.

No, there is no way to prune it at all.

"Uncle Wu, not to mention our village, in the entire Le'an County, your old jujube tree is the only one that produces promising jujubes. We were just wondering if you could let us pick up a few of them and take them back if you prune them."

The young people were not very able to bear things, and they were very thick-skinned. Realizing that Mr. Qin knew their purpose, he directly begged for jujube branches.

"Oh, you said it lightly. My brother and two nephews point to this jujube tree before they can go to school. They ask you to pick up the branches and plant them. Once they are planted, they will compete with our family for business?" Qin Shan has a straightforward temper and a tough temper.

Seeing that this man was not polite, he sneered mercilessly: "I don't believe that if you had a jujube tree like this, you would be willing to let others take the branches home and plant them!"

Someone couldn't bear Qin Shan's sarcasm and said in a squeaky voice: "Da Shan, you can't say that. We support the same ancestor. After all, we are brothers of the same clan. Your family's life is better, and you have the ability to support the poor."

Brothers, wouldn’t it be great if we all live a good life together?”

Qin Shan laughed angrily and retorted: "You and your mother-in-law have given birth to four or five sons. Whenever you ask them to respect others as their own fathers, I will plant jujube branches for you!"

"..." The man was speechless and hid behind the crowd, not daring to speak out.

The others were also blushing. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one wanted to leave empty-handed, hoping that others could come up with a way to get the Qin family to agree.

There was an old man who was about the same age as Mr. Qin, claiming that he was his elder. Qin Shan did not dare to be disrespectful to him, so he directly said to Mr. Qin: "Fifth brother, you know how my parents treated you and your sister when they were alive.

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When Qin Shan heard this, he quickly looked at Mr. Qin, not wanting Mr. Qin to agree.

The family can repay the kindness of the older generation in other ways, but the old jujube tree is too important to the family, and it cannot be passed on no matter where it is. Otherwise, it will be passed down from ten to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and within a few years the jujube will follow.

Ordinary dates are just as worthless.

Mr. Qin looked at the old man, a look of nostalgia flashed across his face.

He walked around the old jujube tree and sighed deeply in the eyes of everyone who were either nervous, apprehensive or unwilling: "Old Qi, I have never forgotten my uncle and aunt's kindness, and I have always done so since then.

Treat your uncle and aunt as half-father and mother, you know this well!"

The old man's face changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Mr. Qin continued: "What does this old jujube tree mean? I don't need to say more. You understand. Isn't it too easy for you to go back and plant it in vain?"

Following Mr. Qin's words, the hearts of several villagers were ups and downs. Seeing that Mr. Qin did not refuse, they were slightly relieved, but they also understood the meaning of Mr. Qin's words: jujube branches can be used

Give, but not for free!

Several people looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds, and finally turned their attention to the old man Qin Laoqi.

To be honest, if their family had such a precious tree, they would not be willing to give the branches to outsiders. Last year, the Qin family planted jujubes, and their children also received a few. But at that time, no one believed that the Qin family’s jujubes would earn money.

With so much money, I never thought of keeping the leftover date cores.

Although it was later learned that the Qin family’s jujubes could be sold for money, the jujube cores were thrown away. In the end, I only found one or two jujubes after searching everywhere. No one could guarantee that the jujube cores would germinate smoothly, even if they did.

It may not grow into a money-making jujube tree.

Cutting branches from old jujube trees and planting them in the soil is much more reliable than expecting the jujube pits to germinate.

Qin Laoqi didn't think much and asked impatiently: "Fifth brother, we are all members of our own family here. If you have any conditions, just tell us. As long as we can do it, we won't ask for the jujube branches in vain."

This is what Mr. Qin was waiting for, and he expressed his request: "After spring, I will cut a batch of jujube branches for planting. For the sake of our ancestors, I will sell them for two taels of silver per tree. You can get the most

I can only buy three trees, and I will sell the rest to other villages for three taels of silver each."

Hiss - it's twenty taels of silver for a tree, why don't you grab it, you bad old man? Their whole family works in the fields, and they save at most two or three taels of silver throughout the year. Who dares to spend such a big price to buy a tree?

Jujube saplings that cannot make money should be returned?

Mr. Qin didn't care what these people thought. When he saw his eldest son's disapproving eyes, he looked away with disgust: How could this stupid guy be so stupid? He dared to despise the money that was delivered to his door. I really don't know what his brain is like.

long!

Qin Shan didn't know that he was disliked by his own father again. Just as he was about to speak out his objections, he was stopped by Lin Qiuniang on the side.

"Dad is not someone who can suffer losses. Just listen to whatever he says." Lin Qiuniang had already guessed her father-in-law's plan and was helpless when her husband hadn't reacted yet.

Fortunately, my daughter has a good mind and didn't let her husband lead her astray, otherwise she would have had a headache.

"Okay, okay, let dad do it by himself, I won't say anything." Qin Shan scratched his head, and he really didn't see through his father's plan. However, when his wife reminded him, he didn't dare to speak casually, for fear of spoiling the relationship.

Daddy's business.

"Fifth brother, two taels of silver per tree is too expensive. Can you guarantee that this jujube sapling will produce the same jujubes as the old jujube tree?" Qin Laoqi looked at Mr. Qin dissatisfied, feeling that he just didn't want them to get it.

Jujube Branch deliberately created such a problem.

"Yes, Uncle Wu, let's make it cheaper." Others echoed Qin Laoqi's words, hoping to push the price down. It is best to buy two trees for one tael of silver, so that you can buy three trees with grit.

Even if the jujube saplings do not produce profitable jujubes, the loss of one or two taels of silver will not break their bones.

"Hmph, a jujube tree can earn at least two taels of silver from the fruits it produces in a year. If you take good care of the jujube saplings, you can sell them for money in at most three years, and you can earn back the money from the saplings in one year! If not

Since I can't write two characters of Qin in one stroke, do you think I want to sell it to you?" Mr. Qin said clearly with a cold face, and his sharp eyes made Qin Laoqi and others lower their heads unconsciously.

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Although they knew that Mr. Qin was telling the truth, two taels of silver was not a small amount. Buying a jujube tree that they didn't know whether they could make money was the most troubling issue for several villagers. They didn't dare to make a decision, so they gave Qin money one after another.

The old man said he would go home to discuss it and decide whether to buy it or not in a few days.

Mr. Qin waved his hand: "You guys should discuss it carefully and come to me after we have a clear discussion. Don't just say that I cheated you if you can't make money by buying saplings!"

"No, it's nothing." Several people smiled coquettishly, not daring to stay at the Qin's house any longer. They said a few polite words and left the Qin's house like a swarm of swarms.

Qin Shan closed the courtyard gate and began to complain to Mr. Qin: "Dad, this old jujube tree is our family's money tree. Why did you agree to sell its seedlings? How can these people shamelessly come to our door to ask for jujubes?"

Zhi Zhi, do you still expect them not to compete with our business?"

When Mr. Qin saw that he hadn't figured it out yet, the disgust in his eyes was about to overflow: "You always think that I dislike you if you are stupid. If Dabao is at home today, he will be able to tell that you are worse than Dabao!"

He was disgusted and disgusted, seeing that this idiot really didn't understand. Even though he was tired, Mr. Qin still said the reason for doing this: "Our roots are in Qingshan Village, and we can't offend the whole village just for a few jujube branches.

If something happens in the future, we may have to rely on them to help us tide over the difficulties."

Qin Shan didn't take it seriously: "At most, I'm just fighting with others and asking for help. If any of them have any troubles, I've never refused. There's no need to use our money tree to gain favors!"

Mr. Qin sighed, with a hint of vicissitudes of life on his face: "If I don't give it this time, I will wait for them year after year to see our family living a good life relying on the old jujube trees. Don't you think anyone will be jealous? This man's eyes are

No one knows what Yihong will do. We can make a fortune selling jujube saplings, and then use the money to buy a few acres of good land. It will be no worse than selling jujubes."

Qin Shan couldn't believe it: "Dad, it can't be possible. Our family has had a good relationship with the village over the years. Are there really people who are jealous as you said?"

Mr. Qin looked at people in their twenties and thirties. His eldest son, who had not yet seen through people's hearts, shook his head helplessly: "It's hard to distinguish people's hearts. Even if they don't exist now, there is no guarantee that they will in the future. Take Xiaoxiao as an example, we are not

You are also afraid that she will grow crooked, so you want her to study and understand and not be blinded by foreign objects?"

Qin Xiaoxiao, who was feeding rabbits with Sanbao in the corner, thought grandpa was calling her, put down the cabbage and ran over: "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Mr. Qin rubbed her head and said with a smile: "It's okay. I praise you for being smart and ask your father to learn from you."

Qin Shan was called stupid for no reason but could not refute: "..."

Dad is feeling miserable, and my daughter comes to comfort him.

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't know the truth. She turned to look at her father and sighed longly: "Dad, you have to eat more radishes. If you eat more, you will become smarter. Don't let grandpa worry about you all the time!"

Qin Shan, who was brutally stabbed by his daughter: "..."

I can't live this day!
To be continued...