A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

After the meal, the betrothal present said goodbye, and all the relatives left. Quan Xi Niang and Tie Niangzi each took a big red envelope and a basket of wedding cakes, and Lin Dashan asked the driver to take them home.

Only Uncle Lin and the people from the old Lin family had not left, and Lin Xiaohua's sister-in-law also refused to leave. Old Man Lin stayed because he wanted to talk to his eldest son about the betrothal gift, and Uncle Lin stayed because he was afraid that his younger brother would do something stupid and wrong, and break up with the Dashan family.

He's here, so he can keep an eye on things.

"Dashan, what are your plans for the betrothal gift from the Marquis' Mansion?"

Lin Mujin frowned. This younger brother was too impatient. Even if he wanted to make a move, he had to be roundabout. An elder was thinking about the betrothal gift of a younger generation. Would anyone hear it? Although this betrothal gift was indeed enviable.

"The Marquis proposed to Xiaomi, not me, so of course Xiaomi can do whatever she wants."

"How can you let a girl like her make the decision on such a big matter? Are you crazy?"

Lin Mujin also looked at his nephew with disapproval. After all, he still had two sons, so he had to consider them at least.

"Let's put the betrothal gifts aside for now, there's no rush. It'll take two years for Xiaomi to get married anyway." Lin Mujin tried to smooth things over.

Lin Dashan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wang looked at these vampires with hatred. They were just like flies, wanting to get in as soon as they saw a crack.

"Ahem... What I mean is..." The old man stared at Lin Xiaomi with his old eyes, "Girl, I want you to keep a farm and give it to your brother and cousins. You can do with the rest. What do you think? If you are willing, give them one or two shops and houses in the city. I'm sure they will remember your kindness for the rest of their lives."

She took a puff of her pipe and continued to coax him, "If you bring the rest to your husband's house, you will already have more food and clothes than you can ever get. You can't eat the best food while watching your loved ones eat only coarse food. If they are good, they can help you when you need it, right? Others will also praise you for being filial and caring for your family."

Lin Xiaomi glanced at her grandfather. Did he help her with her betrothal gift? He must have worked really hard.

"Grandpa means that you want me to leave something for Fu Chen and Fujin, right?"

Lin Mutu: ...Is that what he meant? Is that right?

Fu Chen, Fujin has so much land and mountains, isn't that enough?

"I'm talking about Fuqiang, Fuliang, and your uncles. Now that you're rich, you wouldn't want to help your poor relatives, right?"

Lin Xiaohua looked at Xiaomi. She was also a poor relative, so did she have a share?

Rather than expecting them to help her, it would be better to hope to travel through time again.

"Grandpa, you also said it was helping, not giving."

Lin Xiaomi stared at Old Man Lin with burning eyes. He felt a little angry and guilty being stared at by his granddaughter.

"You mean, you don't want to?"

If she dared, he would dare to say that she was unfilial and see if the Marquis's Mansion would still be willing to accept a daughter-in-law who was unfilial and disobedient to her elders.

"Dad, I'm Xiaomi's father. I'll take care of her betrothal gifts. You don't have to worry about it. She's old, so it's better to take good care of her."

"Dashan, look at the younger generations in the Marquis' Mansion today. They are all outstanding and look like wealthy people who have been living in seclusion. A wealthy family is nothing. A wealthy clan is the only way to make people look up to you and not dare to bully you."

"Dad is right, so I decided to build a private school in the village. All children of the Lin family can study for free until they are 12 years old." This was discussed with my daughter a few days ago. Building a private school and gaining a good reputation is what my daughter needs now. If it continues for a long time, there will always be a few grateful and promising people, which is better than letting those ungrateful people get away with it.

"Really? This is great news!" Lin Mujin stood up shakily with the help of a cane. Fuyou hurried over to support him.

"Of course, Uncle Er has never seen me tell a lie. Xiaomi is a native of Linjia Village. Now that she is well, she will definitely seek benefits for the villagers."

"Yes, Second Grandfather, after we learn to read, even if we don't take the imperial examination, we can go to the city and find a job as an accountant, which is better than working in the fields."

"Good! Good! You are a good boy!"

"What about Fuqiang and the others?" Lin Mutu was anxious.

"If my brothers want to study in a private school, there will definitely be no problem. After all, they are our family. But the rules cannot be broken. Once you turn 12, you can no longer continue to attend the private school. You can choose to continue to take the imperial examination in a school in the city."

Private schools only teach simple literacy and arithmetic, and are definitely not qualified for the imperial examinations. She can't always support these people, right? 12 years old is the limit.

If someone really has talent but has no money to take the imperial examination, she can help him. She can also help him raise him, and it is also her influence.

"You would rather take money from outsiders than help your own people?" Old man Lin was really angry. Fuqiang was already over 12 years old, Fuliang was also 12 years old, and Fuqi was 10 years old, which meant that they were his descendants and could not get any advantage.

This is a very mediocre product!