Zhou Lan has a good brain and has never had anyone to supervise him when he was studying since he was a child. He was praised easily by his teacher.
But when his father was around, he was often taught not to be proud, but to work hard and live up to his talent. He was never praised by Chang Xi like Chang Le.
Zhou Lan thought, this is considered as supervision, so he nodded.
Who would have thought that when my brother-in-law opened his mouth, he said: "It turns out that it doesn't matter what you are being urged to do. What should I do now?"
Chang Le's face is full of pride, which means that even though I am not pushed, I know how to study hard. And I still study so well.
It can be said that Zhou Lan, the brother-in-law, was trampled under his feet.
Zhou Lan felt that he was looked down upon by others. This brother-in-law's mouth was really unpleasant.
Jiang Changle turned around and said to his sister again: "Look, it's better to supervise. My brother-in-law's handwriting is very good. You have to supervise me in the future."
Well, this guy knows how to speak with practical facts.
But it's really not good for you to be two-faced.
Zhou Lan looked at Jiang Changle and didn't want to speak at all. He thought to himself, "That's just a doll. Why should I care about him?" Then he comforted himself.
When Jiang Changxi faced Jiang Changle, he was probably blind and too busy to notice that this guy was two-faced.
He also said to Chang Le: "You have worked so hard. I feel very proud. I can only feel sorry for you. I will have someone prepare it for you if you want to have a midnight snack. It's too hard."
Jiang Changle was very sad. This sister was really good at spoiling him: "Look at you, a loving mother often loses her son."
Jiang Changxi looked at Chang Le's little adult appearance and laughed like crazy in her heart: "I'm a sister, it doesn't matter."
Jiang Changle had a sullen face and went to the study room like a grown-up: "I can't listen to you. A man must be cruel to himself."
Zhou Lan couldn't help laughing. This brother-in-law spoke in this tone, which really tested his endurance. The unpleasantness just now was completely gone.
I saw that my brother-in-law had already spread out the paper, put on the paperweight and started writing the homework assigned by my husband.
Zhou Lan then spoke to Jiang Changxi and said, "This is also a way of urging you. Not many people are as sensible as Chang Le."
Jiang Changxi: "Chang Le is like a young adult. I have liked to tease him since he was a child, but he has become more and more mature."
Zhou Lan just laughed, right? "No one needs to worry about it."
Jiang Changxi sighed with emotion: "Chang Le is particularly good at endorsing." It tasted a bit sour when he said this.
Jiang Changxi was not proud of this: "He just has a good memory. If he doesn't consolidate it, he will forget it quickly."
That's not bad. You can remember what Mr. said. What an ability.
Jiang Changxi spread out the paper: "I would like to ask my husband to write the paper."
Only then did Zhou Lan remember that he needed to make new rules. What a waste of time.
Why is it so difficult to study secretly while avoiding my brother-in-law?
Jiang Changxi began to write: "Husband, do you have a charter?"
Zhou Lan thought for a while: "How about listing the old rules first, and then adding, subtracting and revising them one by one."
Jiang Changxi was flattering from the side: "Sure enough, my husband has his own rules."
Then he wrote it out one by one, and Jiang Changxi also saw this word that made Chang Le jealous. It was so beautiful.
Let Jiang Changxi say, they are all the kind who can write a couplet and stick it on the door.
Zhou Lan: "Actually, there are no special rules. It's just that if you don't like it, it will be sold. As for the tenants, it's just the amount of rent."
Jiang Changxi nodded and thought carefully: "Can we regulate the crops cultivated by small households?"
Zhou Lan: "Is there anything you particularly want to farm? I usually choose something with high yield. After all, I still have to pay rent."
Followed by: "When dad was alive, we didn't have to think about paying taxes. Now that dad is gone, our village is big and we can't all be in my uncle's name. We still have to think about paying taxes."
Jiang Changxi nodded again, these are all questions to consider: "Is it a lot?"
Zhou Lan: "We must try to plant as many high-yielding crops as possible. If we fail to deliver, we will be punished. The most important thing in farming is to rely on the weather to make a living."
Zhou Lan: "In the first year after my father passed away, the crops were not harvested, and the tenants did not receive much grain. I used the grain reserves to cope with it."
Then he said: "Second uncle took the opportunity to feel sad at that time." There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Jiang Changxi wanted to pat her head to comfort her, but unfortunately it was a bit difficult due to her height: "We will discuss and solve the problem together in the future. You can't blame me, and I won't blame others. We have to be in the same boat."
Zhou Lan glanced at Jiang Changxi secretly. She wanted to say that she was better than her second uncle, right?
Jiang Changxi has already begun to worry about the tax issue: "There are so many, there is no guarantee."
Then he looked at Zhou Lan seriously: "Husband, if you pass the imperial examination, you won't have to pay taxes."
Zhou Lan nodded: "Only within a certain amount."
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan with a smile: "That's also a pile of grain."
Then he stared at Zhou Lan with a smile: "I discovered that my husband is like a moving pile of grain. He is really rich."
Some people have praised him for his intelligence, some have praised him for his handsome appearance, but no one has ever praised him for being as rich as a pile of grain.
Zhou Lan's face turned red and he was shocked by the madam's unusual compliment.
Maybe when the husband lectures, the wife can listen in, at least the words can be a little more popular.
But there is a certain truth to this. A fame is almost equal to this. It took him a long time to say: "More than that, fame is also a weapon that can protect us. I will work hard on scientific research. Although it is not for profit, I must also have protection.
The power of wives, children and mothers.”
If there is fame and fame, even if the second uncle covets this family business, he still has to weigh it.
If he is famous, even if it is for his mother's good, his uncle will have to take more care of his mother's wishes.
If he has fame...
The word 'sharp weapon' was used. Jiang Changxi said heartily that it seemed that the death of her husband's father-in-law had still caused harm to the young man.
Considering the recent events that happened to Zhou Lan, it is extremely rare to be able to say this in such a calm tone.
If it were her, it might have been extreme. Jiang Changxi changed the subject: "Can we let farmers cultivate the crops we designated?"
Zhou Lan: "Whatever you like to eat, I will let people cultivate it in Zhuangzi."
Jiang Changxi said to himself, even if I like to eat, how much can I eat? How big is Zhuangzi? "Thank you, husband. It's not that I want to eat. I just thought that we don't have a shop and the food is stored year after year. We ourselves
How about making a living."
Zhou Lan said again: "Sir and my father-in-law, I'm afraid I have to take the imperial examination." In that case, it would not be appropriate to run a shop.
Jiang Changxi: "It's not a shop, but I make some sauces from my own village. I have a dowry village, and the sauce used in the kitchen of my house is made by my dowry village."