Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Song Jinxiu gave him water soaked with Bodhi leaves.

After all, this jerk dad became paralyzed after treating himself. The Bodhi tree, which created the universe, is the source of life. Water soaked in its leaves is naturally beneficial. Whether or not he can cure this jerk dad is up to fate.

Looking at his eldest daughter's graceful back as she left, Song Sanzhu's eyes filled with tears.

Thank God, his eldest daughter is still alive. If she is alive, will those children hate him less?

Just like this child, she was willing to talk to him, care about him, and give him water. How nice!

He has been pretending to be paralyzed these days.

You know what, with the experience of being half-paralyzed in a dream, he pretended quite well.

In the past, he was very concerned about his image and would never crawl on the ground.

But after the experience in the dream, he felt as if he was really paralyzed, with no dignity left. He couldn't walk and could only crawl.

He just wanted to see if he would end up like in his dream if he really became paralyzed.

Don't tell me, it's true.

Song Sanzhu lowered his head and couldn't help laughing softly.

When my father heard that he was paralyzed, he invited a traveling doctor to come and take a look.

The traveling doctor examined him for a long time and said that he had cerebral palsy and was incurable.

Her parents, her eldest brother, and her second brother, who had just returned after hearing the news, suddenly became excited and said they would take him to the police.

It was said that Chunsheng beat him.

Chunsheng should be exiled or put in a pig cage if he hits his own father.

He also said that they had to pay compensation for the fourth brother's injury. Even if they gave him the land and the house, it would not be enough. The two cheap girls would have to be sold to pay for it.

It was clearly my fourth brother who beat me, and my fourth brother was beaten by a woman. What does it have to do with a few children?

At best, I can ask that woman for compensation, but the prerequisite is that it was my fourth brother who started this matter first.

But his dear family members told lies calmly and without panic, and everyone swore to be convinced and looked angry.

He thought it was ridiculous. Why didn't he think his parents and brothers were so hypocritical before?

Is it because of the desire to blackmail someone that you have to look so ugly?

And he used his biological father to blackmail his own son. What did he think of them?

Is there a second case like this in the world?

Song Sanzhu even suspected that he was still in a dream and had not woken up.

This dream is so scary.

So he picked up the bowl of water on the table and smashed it on his head. The pain made him fall into despair. This was actually true.

He told them: It was his fourth brother who beat them, and if anyone wrongly accused Chunsheng and the others, he would kill himself in front of that person.

So his family members said he was crazy and so mad that he didn't recognize his relatives.

He was abandoned by his parents.

In the dream, he was given several doses of medicine, but the reality was even worse than the dream. His parents didn’t buy him a single blade of grass.

Dear Widow Sun, she served him food at first, but when she heard that he was incurable, she immediately packed up and left.

He admired the speed with which Widow Sun could change her expression. One moment her eyes were full of heartache and tenderness, but the next second she would frown coldly and keep people at a distance.

How could a person change his expression so quickly and freely? He once again looked at his dear widow Sun with admiration.

Dad glared at her. How dare a widow divorce her husband? Did they think the Song family were vegetarians?

My mother blocked the door with a broom and said that if I wanted to remarry, I had to take my husband with me.

What's going on? Your husband is paralyzed, and you want to leave him to us old people? No way.

My dear widow Sun said that it is not easy for me to raise children. If I don’t take care of the paralytic and don’t let me leave, I will go on strike.

They quarreled for two days and pushed him around like a plague god.

The eldest brother couldn't stand it any longer and said to his parents, "Let's split up the family. Let's each live our own lives. How can she really ignore my third brother?"

He knew that his elder brother was afraid that Widow Sun would leave and rely on him.

So he had been waiting these past few days, waiting for his fourth brother to be discharged from the clinic and come home to see how his parents would divide the family and how they would kick him, a "paralytic," out of the house.

Song Jinxiu went to Huimin Medical Clinic, and they did have sesame oil, but when they heard that she wanted to eat it, they turned their backs on her and refused to sell it to her.

He said to her face, "We also got it with great difficulty. Many medicines need to be mixed with sesame oil to be effective. You should buy it somewhere else."

She had just turned around and taken two steps when she heard a voice behind her: "Where did this prodigal son come from? Eating sesame oil? Isn't he afraid of diarrhea? Humph! I dare not sell it to her. If she dies from diarrhea, I will have to bear the responsibility!"

Song Jinxiu looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Can a few drops of sesame oil kill someone? And this is a public welfare clinic? This is alarmist!

But she immediately figured it out.

The staple food of the local people here is mostly sorghum, and their main dishes are pickles.

Even the old Song family ate steamed bread, pickles and sorghum porridge every day.

Sorghum is astringent by nature, so even with wild vegetables and greens, it can be used to mix with rice or steamed into steamed buns.

At worst, you can just mix it with salt and still enjoy it.

Frying with oil?

I really don’t have any impression of it.

Occasionally, when we eat meat, we stew the meat and vegetables in one pot.

The only time meatballs are fried in lard is during the Chinese New Year.

Songjia Village is still a relatively wealthy village.

The Song family is one of the best in the village.

This is the case with wealthy families, and ordinary families rarely see any oil droplets.

If these people let her eat some sesame oil, and her stomach can't accept it, won't she have diarrhea?

Moreover, the doctors here treat constipation patients with sesame oil, honey and croton.

No wonder the medicine boy was afraid that she would die from diarrhea.

Thinking of this, Song Jinxiu suddenly felt balanced.

I didn't see Doctor Li at the Li Family Clinic. I heard that he had sent his cousin back to Beijing.

Doctor Li met her in person.

Song Jinxiu first asked Doctor Li to help contact the dean of Kunshan Academy, and then brought up the matter of sesame oil.

Doctor Li generously gave her half a small jar.

But this jar is very small, half a small jar. Song Jinxiu estimated that it weighs no more than three taels.

She exchanged this for the alcohol refined by her brother.

After leaving the Li Family Clinic, Song Jinxiu wondered why sesame oil was so rare. Was it because there wasn't enough sesame grown here? Or was it because the oil refining technology was too backward?

After walking around the streets and asking people from different industries, I finally came to the conclusion: it's a bit of both.

I go,

Do we have to be self-sufficient in oil from now on?

Song Jinxiu suddenly had the idea of pressing oil herself.

I went to buy some sesame seeds, but couldn't find any. The store didn't have them.

The grain store owner said, "The sesame harvest is too small. No one is growing it, so we don't buy any. Why don't you ask the doctor? They might have some."

Song Jinxiu was speechless.

Finally, in the pastry shop, I swept the floor of someone's warehouse and found a handful of raw sesame seeds that could germinate.

Because the pastry shop uses roasted sesame seeds, some raw sesame seeds can be sprinkled on the ground, which are scattered on the sacks when they are bitten by rats.

When she got home, she locked herself in her room.

After entering the space, first find a place to sow sesame seeds, use the production speed in the space which is several times faster, harvest some seeds, and then go to the fields outside to plant them.

After planting sesame seeds, he entered the small space building, turned on the computer, and looked up the ancient method of refining oil.

There are many ways to refine oil, but the procedures are basically the same.

Stir-frying, grinding with stones, steaming, wrapping, squeezing, and pounding with hammers...

This is a wooden press for oil extraction. Just by looking at the instructions you can tell that more sweat is produced than oil.

But there is no other way around it. Without mechanization, we can only use manpower.

Fortunately, she had a foundation in mechanical engineering and improved the oil pressing tools, which made the work more efficient.