A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

"If he passes the exam to become a Tongsheng, do you think he will agree to take a leave of absence? What's the use of being a Tongsheng? Fugui is a Tongsheng, and he is not the same as farming at home. Since we don't plan to continue supporting him, it's better to kill his fantasy before he becomes a Tongsheng, so that he won't make trouble with us later."

Fuqiang is ambitious, he knows it very well. You can't give him hope, as he will cling to it if he sees any sign of success.

"But..." She couldn't bear to do so. Her eldest son was sensible, filial, and hardworking. How could she stop him?

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. We don't have the ability, so we can only sacrifice one. If the eldest doesn't study anymore, the family can have an extra salary, and we will have more money. Maybe in two years, we can even open a shop in the city."

A shop in the city?

Song's heart was shamefully moved.

They didn't know that Lin Fuqiang was standing outside the door at this moment, with his fists clenched and a ferocious expression on his face.

Want him to drop out of school and earn money to support his younger brother? Ha, just dream on!

They have money to buy a house but no money to pay the rent. They are really good parents to him.

Fortunately, he also kept a trick up his sleeve. Yes, he had secretly copied books to make money, but he never told his family, not even his wife. Money is definitely safest in one's own hands. The more people know, the more risk there is. Isn't his wife an outsider? What should he do if he is accused of being a liar?

Looking back now, his decision was absolutely correct.

Lin Fuqiang went back to his room with a gloomy face.

"What's going on?" the daughter-in-law asked with concern.

"Leave her alone." Lin Fuqiang felt even worse when he saw her. He really felt wronged to marry her. She was just a village woman. They had no common language or hobbies. They were just making do with each other.

Xiaolin, the rich wife, was upset. Her husband was so cold to her. They were newlyweds, so how would they live in the future? She didn't dare to tell anyone.

Her husband said that if she told everyone about their family affairs, he would divorce her immediately.

She was afraid! There was no way out for a divorced woman.

Looking at her husband who was holding a book on the desk beside her, with his knuckles turning white and sneering and looking vicious, she became even more afraid!

When Lin Dahe returned to his room, Li Cuihua trembled just looking at him. This damn man had been beating her like an animal lately, killing her every time.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you."

I believe you!

"From now on, you stay at home and harvest soybeans. Be smart. Second sister-in-law has so much work to do every day that she definitely won't have time to watch over you. You should get more for me. If there's less..."

He didn't say anything else. Li Cuihua knew that if she had less, she would definitely have a hard time.

Why didn’t this damn guy die at the hands of the prostitute?

"Mom is at home too. Besides, my second sister-in-law knows all about the profit of soybeans, so I'm afraid it would be difficult to do anything about it."

"If you don't have money, you have to go out and sell yourself. Li Cuihua, you know better than anyone why I am like this. Are you very dissatisfied with my current condition? Do you really want to go out and fool around? Are you enduring very painfully? You are so coquettish, how about I help you?" The more Lin Dahe spoke, the more he felt that his idea was a good one. Anyway, he didn't want to touch this woman anymore. If he spruced her up, she would be pretty good, and he estimated that he would not lose less money.

Li Cuihua kept shrinking back. What kind of nonsense was this pervert saying?

"Don't be angry, I will find a way, I will find a way, I will definitely get the money for you." She was so scared that she was about to cry. The gloom surrounding Lin Dahe made her dare not breathe. Has this man been driven crazy?

"Be good, remember, the more the better." Lin Dahe gently stroked her no longer smooth face. "Otherwise, you can go out and sell it!"

"Yes, yes! I will definitely take more!" The little chick nodded like rice.

Oh my god, she really can’t get through this day anymore!

Old man Lin was lying on the kang, smoking non-stop.

"Old man, the children are grown up and no longer under our control. From now on, we should worry less about their affairs." Li knew that even if she wanted to control her, she couldn't.

"I am angry at the eldest son. It is obvious that he can solve all problems with a little help. The others are quarreling because they don't have money. They just won't give up." He doesn't blame his sons for quarreling. If it were him, he would also quarrel. He is angry that he can't do anything with Lin Dashan.

"Cough cough..." He was so angry that the smoke went down his throat.

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry." Old Mrs. Li patted him on the back and calmed him down.

"The boss is cruel, and we all know this for a long time. You have gotten a lot of benefits from him over the years."

Old man Lin was dejected, with his head hung and said nothing.

"I thought, since we can't get it openly, let's do it secretly. What do you think?"

"Why are you doing this secretly?" The old man immediately perked up.

"Xiaomi is the future wife of the prince, so her grandparents can't be without someone to serve them. With someone working, the family can raise more pigs, chickens, ducks, etc., which will bring in more income. Also, our health is not very good, so we need to take some tonic medicine, right? We can't stop having chickens and meat. These things can sell for a lot in a year, right? Xiaomi is filial and has a noble status, so it's not a big deal for her to give grandparents some money for their retirement, right? Add to that the filial piety during festivals, and if all these are sold, there will be a lot in a year."

Old Man Lin felt that his wife's idea was reliable and said, "Let's do as you say."

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