A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk more, several people turned the topic to the new land he bought. At the banquet, Old Man Lin drank a few more glasses and began to brag about how much land Lin Dashan had bought and what it looked like.

At the dinner table, Lin Dashan was dumbfounded. How did his father know that he bought the land? He had not told anyone about this. He was going to leave the land to Xiaomi.

It was the first time for the brothers to hear about their eldest brother buying land. Because the eldest son didn't tell him, Old Man Lin felt ashamed and didn't mention it at home. Li was even more reluctant to mention it. What was there to say to give face to her stepson?

"It's more than 200 acres. I was lucky enough to come across it, so I bought them all."

God, you just said you were lucky to get rid of the thousands of taels of silver. Even if they were lucky enough, who could come up with so much silver? Dashan, you have made it!

"Brother, since you make so much money, why don't you take care of us?" Lin Dahai said shamelessly. After the family split up, he realized how difficult it was to maintain a family and how much it cost. In addition, he met a greedy woman who would eat meat and kill chickens from time to time. It was even more difficult for him.

"That's right, brother. I don't even have a proper business now. You have so many jobs now, can you arrange one for me?" Lin Dahe took the opportunity to say.

Li Cuihua looked at him with appreciation, thinking that he was not completely stupid.

Lin Xiaomi brought in tea and just happened to hear this. Seeing that her father didn't say anything, she knew that he couldn't think of any words to refuse.

"Uncle San, aren't you and Uncle Er harvesting soybeans and selling rice cakes? We still have land at home. I've always heard that you're too busy to handle it, so why would you need a new business?" He handed cups of tea to the elders. "As for Uncle Si, I heard that you're copying books, right? You make a lot of money there, right? Everyone knows that books are expensive, and you don't have to work in the sun or rain. Where can you find such a good job?"

Lin Dashan's mind became much clearer after drinking too much.

"That's right, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, you should finish the work at hand first. Dad, don't you agree?"

Old Li looked at the old man expectantly, as did Lin Dahe. However, Lin Mutu, who was drunk and in an excited state, could not sense their eager anticipation.

"The eldest brother is right. Third brother, fourth brother, you should learn from the eldest brother and be down-to-earth. Don't think about random things all day long. Your current job is so good, don't be ungrateful, understand?"

He really felt that his current business was good. Apart from his Lin family, no other family could earn so much money in a year!

Old Mrs. Li died suddenly.

Lin Dahe died suddenly.

Lin Dahai died suddenly.

The same is true for several daughters-in-law.

This old man, after drinking a few cups of horse urine, he farts randomly. It was like this last time, and it happened again this time. Old Mrs. Li was so angry that she almost invited everyone to a banquet. It took her a long time to calm down, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Uncle Zheng's family and Old Wang's family looked at them in silence, drinking tea quietly, with disdain in their eyes.

The village head quickly changed the subject and talked about the autumn harvest, and the atmosphere became less awkward.

Xiaomi took some time to go to the backyard and roughly organized the gifts brought by the Han family. She took out a few snacks and each family would take one away. She didn't touch the others and waited until her parents saw them in the evening.

When she and the two maids went out with the snacks, the coachman came back and was about to send the old men back. Several families were holding red eggs in their hands.

"Grandpa, grandma, second grandpa, village head grandpa, clan leader grandpa, these are the snacks sent by Master Han. You can take some back to try."

They took a look at the snack box. The snacks they usually bought were wrapped in yellow kraft paper. The snacks from Mr. Han's house, regardless of the quality of the snacks, were worth quite a few copper coins. It was suitable for storing snacks at home after eating.

Several old ladies took the box one after another, smiling, "Xiaomi is such a filial girl, Second Madam will not be polite to you!"

"You're welcome, as long as you like it!"

The young ones walked home, the old ones who were drunk took the cart, and after seeing them off, only my grandmother's and my uncle's families were left. When the driver came back, one mule cart for each family was enough.

Xiaomi signaled Daya to bring the gifts she had prepared earlier, two snack boxes for each family, a basket full of red eggs, pork, chicken and duck, and several large food boxes.

"Uncle, uncle, these are the leftovers from today. Take them home and eat them. Don't be disgusted by them because they are leftovers."

"This, you can eat it in the evening. We have it at home." The two of them declined.

"We kept it. There was a lot left over. It would be a waste if we didn't eat it. There weren't many dishes."

Seeing that they had one more box of snacks than the Lin family, I felt even more relieved. It was not for the sake of this snack, but for the children's love. They knew good and bad, and they were happy.

Grandma also went back with her son. It would be inappropriate for her to stay after the confinement period. Before leaving, Wang secretly gave my mother 20 taels of silver. Seeing the two small silver bracelets, she was so moved that my mother gave her a face. But her parents were also in a tight spot now. After all, they had to support two children to go to school, and she didn't need any subsidies from her parents.

Therefore, when no one was around, he forced twenty taels of silver into my mother's pocket.

After everyone left, the servants began to clean up the dishes, move the tables, and clean up. Lin Xiaomi looked at the fruit shells all over the floor and felt a headache. Some people, she said, really needed to improve their quality.

At night, Wang took several baths, rubbed off several layers of mud, and walked out of the confinement room refreshed. It was finally clean. These days, it was really itchy and smelly.