The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

"Dad, you said that my husband has not lived at home since he was a child. He has not participated in the reclamation and planting of the family's fields. Those belong to my brother and his wife, so they will not be given to him. Only more than one acre of dry land under your name will be given to my husband."

The villagers were in an uproar.

The Yang family is a well-known family in Dashan Village, and their land is among the largest in the country.

That was why the Yang family did not have any suspicions about the fact that they sponsored their youngest son's education.

After all, in addition to having enough food and clothing, wealthy people like to let their children study so that they can improve their family background, which is a very prestigious thing.

"Old Yang, you are so confused! You treat your fake son so well, but you treat your real son like this..."

An old man who was about the same age as Grandpa Yang came out and pointed at Grandpa Yang, expressing his disappointment in him.

Although Yang Anping lives in the countryside, his quality of life from childhood to adulthood is no different from that of city dwellers.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never even worked in the fields. As long as Grandpa Yang wants something, he will try his best to satisfy him. These things are obvious to everyone in the village.

Mr. Yang, who treated his fake son so well, was actually... like this when treating his biological son.

This was something the villagers had not expected.

They thought that even if there was no love, there was still blood relationship. Who knew that Mr. Yang would do such a ruthless thing?

Mr. Yang: “Woo woo woo…”

With his mouth covered, he could only make whimpering sounds when he wanted to say something.

“…You didn’t give us more land, but we accept that. As long as we have hands and feet, we can get more land if we reclaim more wasteland.

But Dad, if you don't give us any land, why don't you give us more food?"

Lin Zhi tried his best to make his eyes look duller and continued:

"If you had given us more food at that time, we wouldn't have sold the land we were allocated to avoid starving to death. If you hadn't sold the land, you wouldn't have been angry with my husband, and if you hadn't been angry, my husband wouldn't have died of depression..."

"Bullshit, what does San'er's death have to do with me?!" Old Master Yang finally broke free and retorted angrily.

"Yes, yes, it's not Dad's fault. If anyone should be blamed, it's my husband who takes his relatives too seriously... wuwuwu..." Lin Zhi said while wiping away tears.

Some of the onlookers couldn't bear to see this so they wiped the wound off her with their sleeves and comforted her that everything was over.

"You...you you..." Old Master Yang pointed at Lin Zhi and was speechless.

Not knowing how to respond, he just started hitting the person.

Then he was pulled back by the enthusiastic audience.

"The village chief is here!"

"The head of the village is here too!"

Hearing the shouts of villagers from the outside, Lin Zhi's ears twitched and he immediately changed his strategy:

"Old man, I beg you, my husband is gone, please let me and my widow go!"

This sentence combined with the kneeling posture was the most lethal, but Lin Zhi didn't want to kneel down, so he had to sit down dejectedly next to the door, his eyes full of sadness and despair.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about? Your sister-in-law just went over to check on how your family is doing, how come it becomes like I want to harm you?" Old Master Yang pointed at Lin Zhi again.

The village chief and the head of the neighborhood came, and the villagers didn't dare to catch him again. But with the two of them around, as long as Mr. Yang didn't lose his mind, he wouldn't dare to hit anyone.

"Dad, whatever you say is what it is. As long as you let our family go, you are right."

Lin Chacha came online, and Old Man Yang was so angry that his chest heaved and he spoke without thinking:

"I've already told you that I don't want to harm you. Don't you just listen to me? You bitch..."

"Yes, yes, Dad didn't want to harm us. You just heard it wrong."

Lin Zhi shrank back in fear and said this in a weak yet unusually clear voice.

"Ah! I am so angry..."

Old Master Yang stretched out his foot and tried to kick her away.

Lin Zhi knew that this kick would most likely not hit her, but she didn't want to gamble on such things. She seemed to realize that she had pissed off Old Man Yang, so she suddenly stood up and walked towards Old Man Yang:

"Dad, it's my daughter-in-law who is unfilial, don't be angry..."

The moment Lin Zhi stood up, someone grabbed Old Man Yang. Old Man Yang, who had not yet vented his anger, forcibly broke free and wanted to do it again, but was stopped by the village chief.

"Stop it all."

Lin Zhi didn't take any action. She looked at the village chief innocently.

The village chief still has some threat, not to mention that there is also a village headman. If you want to continue living in this area, you must give the village headman face.

"Sit down and tell me what happened."

With the head of the village around, the village chief didn't dare to speak rudely or put on airs.

Several people sat on the ground, looking at each other in silence.

After being silent for too long, the village chief lost his patience and pointed at Lin Zhi and asked her to speak: "Tell me why you want your father-in-law to let your family go."

Lin Zhi first cried and talked about the difficulties of her life before getting to the point.

"Before I got married, my parents had a tofu recipe. My husband was sick and I had no time to make tofu, so I didn't sell it. I started making tofu and selling it after my husband passed away. I made some money, but who knew that my father..."

Lin Zhi raised her eyes and glanced at Mr. Yang cautiously. She looked as if she was afraid that if she continued talking, Mr. Yang would get angry and she would stop talking at any time.

"Go on, keep talking." The headman called her back and said, "With us here, no one dares to embarrass you."

Lin Zhi first explained something to the head of the village, and then continued:

"After making some money, my father called my sister-in-law over to take all the money, and also wanted... he wanted me to hand over the recipe.

If I don't hand it over, they will kill us, saying that we have offended the nobles in the capital. Since we are going to die anyway, we might as well die early so that the nobles will not bring trouble to the Yang family. "

"You fart..."

"You fart..."

Old Master Yang and his eldest daughter-in-law immediately retorted, saying that this was murder and they did not have the courage to do it.

"Noble? What noble?"

The head of the village ignored the two men's shouting and asked Lin Zhi with a frown.

The capital city is far away from here, so he is not afraid of those nobles.

He is not afraid of offending others, but he will try his best not to do it.

Of course, as one of Lin Zhi’s own people, if he is innocently targeted by a noble, as the village head he will help if he can.

Lin Zhi lowered his head: "That noble man's name is Su Anping."

The head of the village was puzzled: "Su Anping?"

The name Anping sounds so familiar!

Lin Zhi raised his head, looked directly at the head of the village, and said calmly, "Yes, Su Anping. His original name was Yang Anping, and he has lived here for more than 20 years."

"Hi~"

Lin Zhi's words were like a landmine, and everyone looked at Mr. Yang with strange expressions.

They couldn't believe what Lin Zhi said, but they also felt that it wasn't that unbelievable.