The poor little girl who traveled through the book, her father was lazy, her mother was stingy, and

Lin Dajiang's family, who are at the center of the topic, still get up early and go to bed late.

Because it takes two hours for the ice to freeze into shape, someone in the family must get up at midnight.

Fortunately, the Lin family now only sells frozen and smoked fish. After making frozen and smoked fish, they can also take a nap.

During this period, Lin Jingzhe and Lin Xiaoman took advantage of their free time in the afternoon to go to Xinghuaao several times to pick magnolia fruits.

Every time they went back, they would take the small path to avoid people.

It's like being a thief.

Fortunately, there are many magnolia fruits in this area. If we pick them all, we won’t have to worry about the cold weather in August and September.

"Xiaoman, it's a good thing that everyone doesn't know the function of this fruit." Lin Jingzhe felt thankful while picking the fruit.

Lin Xiaoman paused.

She grew up in an orphanage.

Things in your pocket can be snatched away by other children, let alone things that are not in your pocket?

So after she caught the short video trend and made money during college, she didn't dare to miss the opportunity and tried desperately to seize it.

While others were shopping or singing Karaoke with their girlfriends, she was cooking and filming videos in her rental house.

While others were traveling with their boyfriends during the holidays, she was reading professional books in the library preparing for the exam.

She seized every opportunity to get a scholarship and also every opportunity to make money.

In this way, after graduating from college, while others were struggling to submit resumes, she had already earned enough money to buy a villa.

The three words "Lin Xiaoman" on the red book of the real estate certificate and the sufficient numbers in the bank card gave her a sense of security.

"Let's pick the fruits early so we don't have to worry."

Lin Jingzhe had the same idea.

These are all money-making fruits.

Because of these fruits, the family earns half a dollar a day.

I can earn fifteen taels a month.

In August and September, when the weather is hot, frozen foods sell well. But when the weather turns cooler in October, they are not so popular.

But even if it's only two months, that's still thirty taels.

Thinking of the silver, Lin Jingzhe immediately shut up and quickened the pace of picking fruits.

The fruits picked are still deseeded and dried.

Because they get up early in the morning, the Lin family has developed the habit of catching up on sleep in the afternoon.

As long as they can make money, the Lin family never complained no matter how hard or tiring it was.

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"Mom, my brother must have made a lot of money from business, right?"

Lin Dahe has two days off from work every month, and this time he couldn't wait to bring his family back to confirm whether what he saw in the bun shop was real.

His idle elder brother is actually doing business in town.

Although he is an accountant, his boss has a bad temper and is a thief. Working under him, he suffers a lot of humiliation.

"I didn't expect that among the three of us, the eldest brother is the most promising."

Old Mrs. Lin's face darkened as she thought about the gossip she had heard in the past few days.

It really brings shame to the Lin family.

"Don't mention that unreliable lazy guy. What's the point of making money? He has lost all his money, and he still makes money."

Old Man Lin also felt ashamed.

These days, when he went to the fields, there were always villagers who deliberately came around to talk to him.

His words were full of sarcasm towards his eldest son.

"Old Third, don't learn from Dajiang. Many people in the village envy your job as an accountant. Don't be ungrateful for what you have and think about those things..."

Old Lady Lin interrupted, "You are such an ugly person who can't read a single word and wants to learn how to be an accountant from my son. Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?"

Lin Dahe frowned. His mother always talked about shit, piss and fart, which was really disgraceful.

He saw that his eldest brother's business called Bingliangdong was selling well.

Although I only stood in the steamed bun shop for a while, in that short period of time, there were four or five people buying frozen ones. How could I lose money?

"Mom, I'm afraid those words were spread by the villagers because they can't stand seeing big brother doing well."

Old Mrs. Lin said angrily, "Laizi's mother saw with her own eyes that your sister-in-law chased her brother from her mother's family to borrow money, and Lin Dajiang hid in the house and refused to come out. How can such a loser make money?"

"We farmers should be honest and do our duty, and take good care of the crops in the fields. Dahe, do you think everyone is as smart as you?"

"Look at our Shanglin Village. Apart from the grandchildren of the head of the village, is there anyone else who has a scholar like you?"

Lin Dahe felt a little flattered when he was praised by his mother.

I guess my eldest brother really didn't make any money, otherwise, with my mother's shrewd and controlling personality, she would have gone to his house to make trouble a long time ago.

It's not like now, she wishes she didn't have this son who brought shame to her.

Lin Dahe smiled and handed a white flour bun to his wife, "Wife, don't let the child starve."

"Yes, don't let my little grandson starve." Old Mrs. Lin put on a kind face.

Lin Dahe came back this time to discuss another matter with his parents.

But he couldn't say those words at all.

I thought that my eldest brother made a lot of money from business, and my parents might be happy and focus all their attention on him...

But his father-in-law had already said it four or five times, and he hesitated to agree because he couldn't save face living in his father-in-law's house.

What should I do? My parents will definitely not agree.

After Zhou Mei finished eating a white flour steamed bun, she saw that the boss had not spoken yet, so she kicked Lin Dahe.

My eyes are telling me to say it!

Lin Dahe became ruthless. He thought his parents would not agree no matter how early or late he told them, so he might as well say it out loud.

"Dad, Mom, we plan to give Zhou Mei's baby the surname Zhou."

The air suddenly became quiet, and even the chirping of cicadas in the trees disappeared tactfully.

"Third brother, what did you say?" Lin Gui stood up excitedly with chopsticks in his hand.

"Dad, I...I said that regardless of whether Zhou Mei's baby is a boy or a girl, the baby's surname will be Zhou."

"Impossible!" Lin Gui refused directly.

Old Mrs. Lin was furious and pointed at Zhou Mei's nose, "Did you, the shameless one, instigated the Third Brother?"

Zhou Mei leaned back, protecting her belly, and said aggrievedly: "Mom..."

"Mom, this was my idea. It has nothing to do with Zhou Mei." Lin Dahe regretted it very much now. He should have refused when his father-in-law first brought it up.

"Zhou Mei's eldest brother died young, and the Zhou family had no descendants. My father-in-law and I decided to adopt our child to the eldest brother to leave a descendant for the Zhou family."

Lin Gui was not happy. When the third daughter-in-law was pregnant, the old woman had her fortune told and the fortune teller said that she would be giving birth to a boy.

How could the grandson of the Lin family have the surname Zhou?

If this gets out, how will the Lin family save face?

"No, absolutely not."

Lin Dahe had anticipated this result. He winked at Zhou Mei, who understood what he meant. She said she felt uncomfortable and took Lixia back to her room.

Lin Dahe and the two elders were left behind.

"Dad, my father-in-law has only one child now, my wife. Although my child has been adopted by the Zhou family, we still have to take care of him. Won't all my father-in-law's family be children in the future?"

"Besides, I will tell my parents about this. If you don't tell anyone, who will know about this?"

"When the time comes, give the baby a nickname. Does anyone know if his last name is Lin or Zhou?"

Mrs. Lin was stunned by what her son said, "Did you come up with this idea, or did your father-in-law suggest it?"

Lin Dajiang hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth, "My father-in-law suggested it."

"You can have the surname Zhou, but you have to sign a written agreement. When your father-in-law passes away, the Zhou family's grocery store will be given to your son."

Lin Dahe was delighted, his mother finally gave in.

Lin Gui didn't expect the old woman to agree so quickly, and he frowned and said nothing.

"Why do you disagree? What if my in-laws are stupid enough to adopt someone else's child? Then the grocery store will become someone else's?"

"The third brother said nothing, give the baby a nickname. Zhou Mei's elder brother died early anyway, so the child is still raised by the third brother and his wife."

The more Mrs. Lin thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed. She had been coveting the Zhou family's grocery store for a long time.