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

He is not an old man who favors one over the other. Although he looks down on the old man, Chief Qin, Shucai is a good boy and he cherishes him very much.

"Okay, village chief grandpa." Qin Shucai responded politely.

Seeing that his grandfather looked unhappy, he hurriedly helped him walk.

So the whole family did not go home, but were surrounded by the village chief's house.

Tiezhu helped drive the carriage back.

Fang Tong had laughed enough and now that he had regained his composure, he felt a little embarrassed that he hadn't shown any deep energy just now.

He nudged his daughter: "Daughter, why didn't you remind me and your mother in front of so many people? Later, everyone will say that I got carried away."

Fang Nanzhi was curious: "Dad, when did you become so shameless?"

In the past, the villagers talked about her father every day, but her father was proud of it and said that he was famous.

"Puchi." Qian Fengping couldn't hold back her laughter again.

Fang Tong snorted lightly and said confidently: "What do you know? I, your father, used to be barefoot and not afraid of those who wore shoes. Now that I wear shoes, I don't want to go back to the days of being barefoot."

Fang Nanzhi thought about it and felt that it made sense.

She patted her father's arm comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, no one is laughing at you. You don't know how much everyone envies you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Dafu squeezed over.

"Hey, Tongzi, come here quickly, brother wants to talk to you about something."

Fang Tong was taken away before he could ask what was going on.

"Feng Ping, I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you've become whiter and fatter? It's obvious that you're living a good life in the capital city. Now you're even more like a scholar's mother, and you can shake it up!"

Several young wives also surrounded Qian Fengping.

Fang Nanzhi was the only one left, and she happily went to brag to her friends.

"Brother Tong, drink some wine. This is not the village chief's wine. I got it from my own home." Cheng Dafu emphasized.

Fang Tong didn't dare to drink anymore: "Dafu, if you have something to say, just tell me. You're making me anxious."

They have a certain degree of friendship, but it's not to the point where someone would give them wine to entertain them.

Cheng Dafu chuckled innocently: "Brother Tong, you know, I have a little son who is five years old now. I plan to send him to school to see if he has the talent for studying."

Fang Tong quickly put down the wine glass. He thought, "You don't want your child to learn from Yan Ge'er, right? Yan Ge'er is too busy."

"Now, my family will also support a scholar. I want to learn from you how to teach children. You can teach them so well, and you are the top scholar in our county!"

Cheng Dafu sincerely sought advice, his face full of sincerity.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was, how could he be the father of a scholar?

The men around pricked up their ears, waiting to listen. They were equally curious.

The first reason why Qin Yan could get the first place in the exam is definitely because he is smart. He has a good brain given by his parents, which is incomparable.

The second reason must be that Fang Tong knows how to raise and educate the child, otherwise why did Qin Yan suddenly become so good at studying after he married into the family?

Is it easy for someone who can't even read to produce a talented person?

Obviously not.

Looking at the Fang family, is Fang Jin smart? Undoubtedly, a child's character can be seen from his childhood. When Fang Jin was young, he was often praised by his teacher, but why did he fail the exams all his life?

It shows that parents don’t know how to educate their children!

When Fang Tong heard this, he was completely relieved. He took a sip of wine and straightened his back: "Oh, you asked this, you are the right person to ask, because I have experience."

He wished he had a tail behind him and made it stand up straight.

"I usually have the same standards for my daughters and sons: loose on the outside, strict on the inside!"

"Do you know what it means to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside?"

Cheng Dafu and the others all shook their heads, their eyes full of curiosity.

This greatly satisfied Fang Tong's vanity: "As for matters outside, I'm more relaxed. For example, if the child wants to go out and play, what he wants to eat and drink, what kind of friends he wants to make. If he wants to learn any skills, I will support him as much as I can."

"Inner tension reflects the child's character. As the saying goes, character determines success or failure!"

"First, be a good person. Be filial, kind, and courageous. These are the qualities you must possess. If you want to achieve great things, you must also persevere and be able to withstand the test of time..."

Fang Tong talked a lot and even stood on a stool at the end.

The men around him would pour him wine and feed him peanuts from time to time, and they served him very well.

It’s similar on Qian Fengping’s side.

"Sister-in-law, you will be a scholar's wife in the future. You will have to buy two maids when you go out, right?"

"No, our family is not that rich yet."

"Yes, my sister-in-law wants to wait until Brother Yan is more successful."

"Isn't that enough? What else do you want? Are you dreaming of becoming the top scholar? If you ask me, Qian Fengping, you've got it pretty good. You married a scholar before, and now your son is also a scholar. That's enough luck! The most urgent thing is to divorce your husband. It would be so embarrassing if the news got out that a scholar has a stepfather."

Mrs. Lu is still unable to produce anything, she just can't stand others living a good life.

"Sister Lu, if you can't speak, just shut up. What are you talking about? Your family is living a better life. It's better to demolish a temple than to ruin a marriage. Do some good deeds!"

Qian Fengping didn't even need to say anything, the women cursed back on her behalf.

"That's right. If Fang Tong hadn't married into the family, would Yan'er's leg have been healed? Would the family have been able to save money for the child's education? In my opinion, Fang Tong might be a lucky star."

"What the hell? Lucky star, you're kidding, that's a little baby..."

"Who says the lucky star has to be a little kid? In my opinion, Fang Tong is it. Look, the Fang family used to treat Fang Tong badly, but what has become of Old Man Fang now?"

"Hey, what you said is a bit weird. It seems that after Fang Tong married into the family, Fuxing lived a good life. He even found yams and chestnuts for our village and helped the whole village survive the disaster year."

"That's right, that's right. People have died in other villages, but our village is safe because of the blessing of the lucky star..."

The women talked one after another, and the more they talked, the more it seemed to be true!

Think about it, those who treated him well are now doing well. As for those who treated him badly, the Lu family was beaten every other day, and the old man of the Fang family was exhausted.

Isn't that what a lucky star is like? Whoever treats him well will be blessed by him, and whoever treats him badly will be punished by heaven!

Emma, their Mushan Village is blessed with a lucky star.

Just like that, Fang Tong, who was already middle-aged, was suddenly recognized by the whole village as a blessed person and a lucky star.

The next day, when Fang Tongjiu woke up and went out to the street, he was stopped by Goudan's grandfather.

I have to touch it to get some blessings.

After Goudan's grandfather touched him, his daughter brought a group of children and asked them to line up and touch her father to get some blessings.

Of course, Fang Nanzhi did receive benefits, such as a handful of wild fruits, a straw grasshopper, toys and so on.

Fang Tong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He reached out and pushed the children away, then ran away.

"Ahhh! Fuxing ran away, hurry up and chase him, guys, follow me!"

Fang Nanzhi waved her little hand and took the lead, with a long dragon following behind her.

"Chase! Charge!"

"Uncle Fang Tong, don't run away, let me touch you!"

There were also children aged four or five following at the end, who could not speak clearly.

Fang Tong was furious. Why was his daughter getting more and more naughty as she grew up?

Fortunately, he had long legs, and soon he shook off the little kid's teeth. He put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "Shorty legs, you guys can't catch up!"