After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

He was walking through the yard carrying a wash basin. She looked out and sneered in her heart.

Are the old couple still waiting for someone to invite you to dinner?

You are dreaming. Don’t you think about what you did to that person at that time?

But she didn't dare say it out loud for fear of being scolded.

Sure enough, until the evening, the noisy sounds of the Qin family disappeared. When Bai, who had helped wash the dishes and moved the stools, came back, she saw the old couple.

"Hey, Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang, are you looking at the sky here? Why haven't you gone to the banquet? The copper coins are very generous today. The table is full of both meat and vegetables. Oh, yes, the county magistrate is here too."

Bai deliberately stopped and touched his chin, pretending to think.

"When Fang Jin passed the examination and became a Tongsheng, the county magistrate didn't come to support him."

"Qin Yan has a lot of face. He was the top scorer. Unlike those who got in through fraudulent means, they were fired after only two days of showing off."

"It's said that God has eyes!"

She kept complaining, and the old couple's faces turned dark.

Mr. Fang was reluctant to argue with his young wife, but Mrs. Fang was not polite.

"What are you talking about? My Fang Jin didn't cheat. You're so young and ignorant, and you're just trying to irritate an old lady like me? You're disrespectful to your elders!"

Mrs. Bai didn't show any fear at all. She put her hands on her hips and scolded back, "Aunt Fang, calling you aunt is just a courtesy between neighbors. We are not related by blood, so how can you act like you are older?"

Ever since Bai was able to make money by making cakes, her serious mother-in-law no longer ordered her around, and her father-in-law would ask her husband to pay more attention to her from time to time.

Old Mrs. Fang, who has nothing to do with her, still wants to teach her a lesson?

"You! You!" Old Mrs. Fang covered her chest in anger.

Seeing this, Mrs. Bai quickly took two steps back and shouted, "Aunt Fang, what are you doing? I didn't lift a finger on you, don't try to blackmail me."

"Or, Aunt Fang, you can't stand seeing Qin Yan succeed and are angry because he passed the Tongsheng exam? This is none of my business."

With these words in mind, Old Mrs. Fang really didn't dare to faint.

If she fainted, wouldn't people think she was jealous of Fang Tong's good life? How could that be possible? Fang Tong was their adopted son.

Fang Jincai is the one who can provide for the old couple in their old age.

Old Mrs. Fang was comforting herself in her heart, but Old Mr. Fang couldn't bear to watch it.

"Mr. Zhou, you don't care about your daughter-in-law? You have no manners at all."

Old Master Zhou, who had been eavesdropping in the yard, rolled his eyes.

The Fang family always talks about rules and is always rude. If you don't know them, you might think they are a wealthy family.

"Bai, why don't you go home? What are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhou still scolded him, fearing that he would really make the person angry and hurt himself.

Bai responded with a smile and went into the house.

The old couple of the Fang family also supported each other and went home, their hearts full of resentment.

I should have known earlier that Fang Tong was an unfilial person. He didn't even invite them to a banquet for such a big event. How would the villagers view them?

Some people never realize when they have done something wrong, but are very good at finding problems in others.

Fang Tong was unaware of the farce happening in front of the Fang family's door.

All the guests have left, the house has been cleaned up, and the whole family sits around the table excitedly, counting the gifts.

"Most villagers pay fifty cents."

This is a lot. In the past, when people interacted with each other, they would only give each other twenty cents as a gift.

For those who are very close, it’s only fifty cents.

"Grandpa Village Chief, five hundred coins! Chief Qin, five hundred coins! Chief Fang, one hundred coins!" Fang Nanzhi reported the bills one by one.

Fang Tong couldn't help rolling his eyes. Sure enough, Patriarch Fang hadn't changed at all and was a Pixiu.

"Aunt Chen and the others each paid three hundred coins."

"Uncle Tiezhu and the others, all of them, 666 coins."

"So many?" Qian Fengping was surprised.

For farmers, three hundred or six hundred coins are a lot of money.

"They don't have much money, so why are they so polite?" Qian Fengping frowned. These guys are not married yet.

"It's okay." Fang Tong was open-minded: "I can make up for it in other ways later."

"Yes, when the yams grown in our family are ripe, we will ask Uncle Tiezhu and others to sell them together. We can sell them for a high price." Fang Nanzhi said.

Qian Fengping thought about it and decided to let it go. She couldn't just return the gift money, right? That would be offensive.

Fang Nanzhi had told his family about the yam matter since the last time Dr. Zhou reminded him.

Fang Tong specifically inquired about the price of yam while wandering around the provincial capital and the county town.

That's really it, fifty coins per pound! Even big restaurants and wealthy families are vying for it. And after simple preparation, yam can be sold to pharmacies.

If you grow it, you will earn money!

There is also Qin Yan, who discovered a kind of yam candied haws and yam bean candied haws while researching the mall.

His mother knows how to make candied haws, so selling them when the time comes is also a way out.

So the family is full of confidence about this.

"Then there were Wei Qinglin, Yu Zhenghai, and the others, my brother's classmates. Each of them gave two taels of silver."

Fang Tong's eyes lit up and he counted on his fingers, how many students came?

"Master Wei and Master Cheng, you paid three taels of silver."

"Master Zheng, ten taels."

"Mr. County Magistrate, twenty taels."

When Fang Nanzhi finished reading, her father had already covered his chest with his hands.

I originally thought that the dishes this time would be quite hard and the rice would be made of refined rice, so it would be fine if the gift money for the banquet could make a profit.

Unexpectedly, it doubled back.

"Don't be too happy too soon. You will have to pay it back in the future." Qian Fengping poured cold water on him.

When it comes to interpersonal relationships, the important thing is the interaction.

If you can only receive but not give, you will have no friends in the future.

Fang Tong sighed and calmed down. Then he realized belatedly that his son had really changed since he passed the examination for the Tongsheng degree.

It's really good! Just look at the gift money.

"Brother Yan, since you have decided to take the imperial examination, you must study hard. You have been slacking off these days."

He warned.

I'll wait until my son passes the imperial examination and then hold a banquet, hehe...

Qin Yan was speechless. His father had told him yesterday that he needed to combine work and rest, and that he should relax more in the next two days.

But he still agreed: "I know, Dad."

Then, put the gift money away and put it in a place.

Fang Nanzhi and her brother looked at their father with sharp eyes.

Fang Yin scratched his head, not knowing what it meant, but that didn't stop him from learning.

Facing three pairs of piercing eyes, Fang Tong felt a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, Qin Yan, your Grandpa Ma said he wants to talk to you. Why don't you go and take a look?"

"Zhizhi should go too. Grandpa Ma loves you the most."

"And second brother, it's getting late, you take care of the two little ones."

The brother and sister rolled their eyes and tried to get rid of them! Too much!

They also want to see how Dad confesses to Mom!

But Fang Tong acted as if he wouldn't say anything unless you left, there was nothing you could do.

The three of them had no choice but to go out.

Qian Fengping was a little puzzled: "Didn't Uncle Ma hold Brother Yan's hand and chat for a long time at the dinner table? Does he have anything else to say?"

Fang Tong nodded cheekily: "Of course, as an old man, he talks a lot."

"Mrs. Qian, wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

After saying that, he jumped off the kang and ran away.