It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

The granddaughter's words touched Mrs. Wu's heart. Her grandson still hadn't found a wife at such an old age.

The family's foreign debt has been paid off, and the Wang family has paid seven years' worth of silver as compensation for the eldest son's injury. After this busy period is over, it should not be difficult to find a wife for the eldest grandson.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mrs. Wu nodded and agreed to her granddaughter's proposal.

"It's just that the land next to the ancestral home doesn't belong to us. If we want to build a house, we have to go to the clan leader and buy it."

"But our land is right at the foot of the mountain, and it's been designated as forest land. The price isn't too high, two taels of silver per mu. If you buy a quarter of an acre, it'll be more than enough to build a house!"

When Song Zhi heard about the bargain, she immediately said, "For such cheap land, why not just buy it in small increments? Why not just buy an acre and then enclose a large yard to grow vegetables for a year or two?"

Mrs. Wu shook her head. "The soil in this mountain is very poor. Why do you think the land is so cheap? Why don't the villagers buy it? How can we grow vegetables here without putting in the effort to fertilize and nourish the land?"

"We don't raise animals at home, and the amount of manure we have is almost enough to cover the crops in the fields, so how can we dare to waste it like this?"

When Song Zhi heard this, she was stunned.

I have been busy making money to pay off debts these days and have not really cared about the harvest in the fields.

Song Zhi actually knew very well how low the yield per mu was at this time. Putting aside manpower, the reason for the low yield per mu at this time was not only the yield limit of the seeds themselves.

Another reason is not having enough fertilizer.

The rough planting methods, coupled with the dependence on the weather for food, led to the low risk-taking ability of farmers during this period.

However, she did know several ways to make compost, such as using riverbed mud to fertilize the soil, or fermenting straw and farmyard manure together to make fertilizer.

Perhaps she could take this opportunity to buy the mountain land to promote the method of making homemade fertilizer.

Song Zhi put this idea aside for the time being, and the two of them discussed some details of the separation, and the matter was settled.

During dinner, Mrs. Wu brought up the idea of dividing the two branches in front of the whole family.

Yang was extremely surprised. She asked helplessly, "Mom, did I do something wrong?"

Song Ping also objected, "Grandma, Huanhuan, Xiaokang and the others are still young, how can they be divided?"

Song Youshan spoke up at the right time, "I was the one who proposed this, and mother agreed!"

"How much have we taken advantage of your uncle? If we don't split up, will Azhi continue to earn money to support us?"

Yang understood what her husband meant. She moved her lips, trying to say that she had never thought about it that way.

But if the family does not split up, half of the money Ah Zhi earns will indeed be handed over to the public.

So will they benefit from it?

This is a fact and there is no room for dispute.

Song Ping also understood what his father meant, and he lowered his head in shame.

Mrs. Wu knew that her son's words were too blunt and might make people uncomfortable.

But the words may be rough, but the logic is sound.

Both sides are her descendants, so she has to treat them equally.

After a long silence, Wu finally spoke, "It's said that we're dividing the family, but it's just a formality. When the time comes, please invite the clan leader and the elders to our house to witness it. From now on, the money earned by each of your branches will be managed by yourselves and no longer needs to be handed over to me."

"A Ping is getting older now, and we can't delay your marriage any longer!"

"In the past, outsiders were concerned about the heavy burden on our family and worried that our daughter would suffer if she married into our family. Now that the family has split up, outsiders will be less concerned. Then, ask your mother to ask a matchmaker to find you a good girl!"

But Song Ping said, "What's wrong with me taking care of my sister-in-law? If you mind, then you might as well not visit her, so as not to bother her..."

Mrs. Wu slapped her grandson on the shoulder and scolded him with a smile, "What nonsense are you talking about, you idiot boy? This is what we call the pity of parents. If you had a daughter, would you dare marry her off to a family with such heavy responsibilities?"

Song Ping lowered his head and said hesitantly, "Then I must not delay them..."

Yang was infuriated by her son's words, and changed her previous depressed look and complained:

"Mother, look at him! He was like this when I suggested a wife to him!"

"Well, my family was poor and in debt, and Ah Ping is a kind person, so it's not surprising that he has such thoughts."

"But our situation is different now. Our debts have been paid off, and Azhi and her siblings will move out. We'll then build a few new rooms next door, freeing up some space at home."

"Besides, if you help Ah Zhi make cakes, you'll get a fixed salary every day. Dashan and his son are both in their prime working years. With all this, are you still worried that no one will be interested in Ah Ping?"

Song Zhi also nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Aunt, don't worry about the future of uncle and brother. I have some ideas here. If they can be successfully implemented, it won't be a problem for uncle and his family to earn dozens of taels a year."

Of course, this is the most conservative estimate.

But even this amount of dozens of taels really shocked the whole family.

At this time, Yang really wanted to ask what the business was, but considering that they were talking about their son's marriage, she didn't ask much.

Mrs. Wu glared at her granddaughter and said, "Don't talk nonsense about such nonsense."

Song Zhi knew that her grandmother didn't want her to make promises casually, so she touched her nose and said nothing more.

Mrs. Wu looked at her daughter-in-law again and said:

"Marrying a good wife brings prosperity to three generations. Ah Ping is the eldest grandson, so we can't be careless. We should take our time to consider the matter of marrying a wife. We can always find a good wife who is compatible with Ah Ping and can manage the household well."

After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Yang's mouth corners unconsciously rose and she smiled.

"Mom, you're the most thoughtful person. I'm the one who's too impatient. Let's do as you say. We'll take our time and eventually find a good match for Ping."