Koi baby helps his mother farm and becomes the richest man

Uncle Chen Jiu was very annoyed, but considering that the two women in the Feng family took on all the housework, he didn't say anything. However, he kept a close eye on his snacks and food and didn't let the Feng family take advantage of them.

When Zhao Hu arrived carrying An An, Feng Youde was pouring out his grievances to Uncle Chen Jiu, telling him about the difficulties he had experienced in the past few years.

Uncle Chen Jiu listened silently without saying a word.

Feng Youde was talking until his mouth was dry. He winked at his wife, Chen, who quickly poured a bowl of hot water for Uncle Chen Jiu and her husband, and said with a smile, "Uncle Jiu, what do you want for dinner? My daughter-in-law and I will prepare it now.

"You always say how about eating mushrooms? I see that the mushrooms in the house are growing pretty well.

"That's right, these mushrooms don't taste good when eaten as vegetarians. I want to make a meat dish just for Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu, do you have meat at home?

"I heard that the village distributed meat before the New Year. Since you're old and living alone, you're sure you won't be able to finish all the meat, right?"

Feng Youde couldn't help but glare at her. I told you to talk, not to talk nonsense. Even a fool could tell what she was up to!

Uncle Chen Jiu didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly, "You're really wrong. What belongs to you? Only what really falls on you belongs to you.

“It’s true that meat was distributed in the village before the New Year. There was not only pork but also rabbit meat. But our lives were so hard before that. Now that we finally have some meat, why don’t we eat it right away?

"So from the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month until the fifth day of the New Year, I ate meat every day."

He patted his belly and chuckled, "I call this peace of mind."

Feng Youde and Chen's mouths twitched. Chen even rolled her eyes and complained in her heart: What a rotten old man who doesn't know how to live!

Feng Youde waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and get back to work! Check if Uncle Jiu's clothes need mending or washing. You two should be more diligent!"

Chen walked away with a pout, and Feng Youde continued to discuss with Uncle Chen Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, you said that everyone has lived here for generations, and there was no choice but to flee.

"If we were the ones who forgot our roots, how could we ever come back?

"But I never expected that when we returned, the house was still there, but it was so dilapidated that it was uninhabitable.

"That's fine, we can't blame anyone else, because we didn't ask anyone to look after us when we left!

"But don't we farmers rely on those two acres of land for our livelihood? Why are we giving our land away to others?"

Uncle Chen Jiu raised his eyelids and looked at him, saying in a calm voice: "You left the house and ran away to make a living, while we were really waiting to starve to death in those years!

"After they've eaten all the bark and roots, they've started eating dirt. Why are there no people living in the houses around me? Don't you know who lived there before? Both families died because they ate too much dirt and couldn't poop it out!

"My own house is half collapsed! And I'm still taking care of other people's houses?

"Regarding the land, didn't Lord Zhou make it very clear? Imperial law stipulates that if no one cultivates the land for three years, it will be confiscated by the court.

"It's useless for me to tell you anything. The laws of the court are not something an old man like me can make."

"Uncle Jiu," Feng Youde said with a helpless smile, "How could I be so unreasonable! What I mean is, you said we are all farmers, and you can imagine the hardship of farmers without land.

"Can you help negotiate with Mr. Zhou and return our original land to us? Otherwise, tell me, how can we survive with so many people, old and young?"

Uncle Chen Jiu's expression of helplessness deepened. He shook his head and sighed, "Alas, how can I have any say in front of Lord Zhou?

"Nephew, to be honest, Mr. Zhou seems to have a good temper, but actually...

"Do you know that there were bandits here after you left?

“Let’s not talk about stealing food and money. When there is no food or money left, they come to steal people.

"Why do they rob people? To kill them and eat their meat. They don't care about an old man like me, they only target women and children, young men are also fine.

"Oh, you see, all of us are afraid of starving to death, and afraid of being eaten. We feel like we are being roasted by fire every day.

"Even after death, there's no peace! As soon as I'm buried, someone will dig it out and eat it!"

Feng Youde shuddered, his face turning pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Is there...is there such a thing?"

"What's wrong?" Uncle Chen Jiu gave him a few more examples in detail, all of which were real things that happened around him.

Seeing that Feng Youde's face was no longer pale, Uncle Chen Jiu changed the subject and said, "If Lord Zhou knew about this, he would immediately send people to suppress the bandits.

"All the captured bandits were beheaded, their heads tied to poles, and paraded through the streets. Oh my god, even the bravest would be unable to sleep for three days and three nights after seeing that!"

Feng Youde's pupils trembled slightly, and his lips turned pale, "Uncle Jiu... Uncle Jiu..."

"I'm not trying to scare you," Uncle Chen Jiu said sternly. "Go out and ask around. If I tell you a lie, I'll tear my head off and let you kick it like a ball!"

Feng Youde swallowed hard, "Uncle Jiu, then... then... how are we going to live in the future?

"It's annoying to live in someone else's house all the time, isn't it?"

"Don't think too much about it," Uncle Chen Jiu spread his hands, "I'm just an old man buried up to my neck in the dirt, what can I do?

"But, as the old saying goes, 'live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water.' There was no water before, so there was nothing we could do. Now that there is water, we can go and open up two pieces of wasteland in the spring and grow vegetables or crops. How can we not survive?"

After a pause, he said earnestly, "Youde, our village has benefited from you. Do you still remember the food hidden in your cellar?"

Feng Youde's eyes widened. "This... Uncle Jiu, the villagers are still rummaging through my house?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Uncle Chen Jiu frowned, "Your cellar collapsed! Otherwise, who would have known that there was a cellar hidden in your yard?

"I took charge of your grain and distributed it to the villagers to plant. After the harvest, I returned it to you with interest.

"With these grains, even if your life gets tight, you can still survive.

“As for other families and fellow villagers, can they just watch you starve to death?

“If a family borrows a little food rations, it will last until the autumn harvest.

"You must remember what Lord Zhou said carefully. There are benefits to reclaiming wasteland nowadays. The wasteland you reclaim will all belong to you.

"Let's not talk about others, just look at Hu Zi's family. There are four of them, three girls and one child, and they've already reclaimed more than ten acres of wasteland! Your family has quite a few strong laborers!"

Feng Youde felt his head swelling and didn't know what to say for a moment.