Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Mother Yang looked at Mrs. Sun tenderly, her eyes full of anticipation. "Look, dearest relatives, the children aren't little anymore. I've been thinking about settling the arrangements for Qingfeng and Huahua first. Although Aunt Wu said this year isn't a good date for a wedding, we can still schedule the wedding first and then pick a perfect date next year to celebrate with great fanfare. What do you think?"

Mrs. Sun gently put down her teacup, took Mother Yang's hand, and said with a sincere smile, "Okay, my dear, that's exactly what I was thinking. We elders have seen the affection between these two children and know it clearly. Qingfeng is a down-to-earth child with good character. We can be completely assured in leaving Huahua with him."

"That's great!" Father Yang's smile grew wider, his eyes filled with joy. He looked at Mrs. Sun and asked, "I wonder what conditions your in-laws have? We're all family. Just bring them up now. As long as we can do it, we'll definitely do it."

Mrs. Sun nodded slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, she slowly said, "My dear relatives, since Qingfeng and Huahua are planning to start a family, a house is definitely the most basic thing. Although Xiuying's house is large and magnificent, it is not the young couple's own home after all. After the children have started their own families, they still need a little nest of their own. Only then can they live comfortably. Don't you agree with this?"

After hearing what Mrs. Sun said, Father Yang nodded hurriedly. "My dear, you are absolutely right! We have had this idea for a long time. We want to build a house for our children in Futian Village. We have been frugal over the years and have saved some money. We think it will be enough to build three brick houses for the children. However, we are stuck with the land..."

Father Yang frowned slightly and sighed softly. When building a house in the village, land is the top priority. Without it, nothing can be achieved.

Upon hearing this, Xiuying quickly interjected, "Dad, don't worry about this. I've discussed this with the old village chief before. Last time, when the village was planning to build row houses, I specifically marked out the land for Qingfeng's house. But Qingfeng was in the capital at the time, so they focused on building the row houses first, which delayed Qingfeng's house construction."

After hearing Xiuying's words, Sun Dasao's eyes were filled with relief, and she looked at Xiuying with great satisfaction. She had indeed made the right choice. Yang's father and mother were understanding and reasonable, and with a sister-in-law like Xiuying who was caring and supportive, Huahua would surely live a smooth life after marrying into her family.

"My daughter, you are so thoughtful." Mother Yang looked at Xiuying lovingly, with eyes full of heartache and gratitude. "You are usually busy with all the complicated business matters, and you also have to worry about Qingfeng's matters. It's really hard for you."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Xiuying gently put down the teacup in her hand, slowly stood up, and walked towards Yang's parents. She leaned over slightly and took the two elders' hands. "We are a family. Qingfeng is my biological brother. If I don't worry about him, who will? Dad, Mom, you can put your worries at ease. Leave the construction of Qingfeng's house to me. As soon as Taohua's coming-of-age party is over, I will start making arrangements to ensure that Qingfeng and Huahua have a beautiful and stable home."

Upon hearing this, Father Yang quickly waved his hand and said, "My daughter, you have already given so much to this family. We, the old couple, will pay for the house. Don't worry about it anymore."

Mother Yang nodded in agreement, "Yes, my daughter. If you can help us solve the land problem for building a house, you have already solved a huge problem for us. Don't worry, we have saved some money over the years, which is enough for building a house. Besides, if you pay for Qingfeng to build a house, what will others think of her? We can't let Qingfeng be criticized. We should do this ourselves."

Xiuying opened her mouth to say something, but swallowed it back. She knew what Yang's mother said was true. Although she was solely concerned about her brother and didn't care about worldly opinions, it didn't make sense for a sister to pay for her brother's wedding house.

"Well, since Mom and Dad have said so, I'll listen to you. Once the house is built, let me handle the furniture. I'll treat it as an engagement gift for Qingfeng and Huahua, and as a token of my appreciation as their older sister."

Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the door: "Dad and Mom, I will pay for the house myself."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yang Qingfeng, dressed in a green robe, walking in hastily with an upright figure. He had a determined look on his face, and in his hand he tightly grasped something carefully wrapped in red cloth.

Father Yang subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Sun and quickly began to scold her, "What are you talking about, kid? How can you let your son pay for building a house with his own money? Since your mother and I brought you into this world, it is our duty to build a house for you and find you a wife. Stop talking nonsense here."

Mother Yang also walked quickly to Yang Qingfeng's side, her face full of anger and concern: "How could you say such a thing? You can't let them laugh at you in front of your in-laws. Just put your mind at ease. The money your parents have saved is enough to build you a house, so don't worry about this matter."

Without a word, Yang Qingfeng lifted the hem of his robe with both hands and knelt down with a plop. "Dad, Mom, you raised me with great difficulty, and I will never forget your kindness. Now that I'm an adult, how can I use the pension money you worked so hard to save to build a house? Don't worry, I will make a great career out there..."

Before Yang Qingfeng could finish his words, Xiuying reached out and gently patted him on the forehead, "You kid, you're not done yet.

My parents' kindness in raising us is something we, my sister and I, must repay. You said you want to be filial, but does that mean I don't want to be filial?

Besides, since Huahua is married to us, we have to treat her well. How can we let her suffer with you? If you don’t even have a house, where will she live? "

Xiuying slapped the table with her hand, making a loud "pa" sound, and said, "Okay, stop arguing. This matter is settled. Leave it to me. Let's focus on preparing for Taohua's coming-of-age banquet first. After the coming-of-age banquet is successfully concluded, we will start building a house for Qingfeng.

I'm planning to open a few shops in Jizhou soon. I'll have Qingfeng go there in the near future to take a closer look at the situation there. As for the money Qingfeng needs to build his house, it can be deducted from the money he earns from helping to manage the shops in Jizhou. This will not only solve the construction costs, but also give Qingfeng an opportunity to gain experience. Everyone, please stop nagging me.