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

Zhang's mother glanced at her daughter-in-law's belly and suddenly said, "Xiu'er, I'm good at selling things. When Xiaofang goes to the county town in the future, grandma will go with her. I can definitely recite that slogan of yours."

She pointed at Tian Xinghua.

"There are many people in this family, and your mother is in charge of the household expenses, so she can't leave."

My daughter-in-law's period has been overdue for three days. I hope she can get pregnant. I am looking forward to it so much, hoping that my daughter-in-law will give birth to her grandson!

If she really got pregnant, the first three months would be very precious, and she couldn't bear to let her daughter-in-law run away. Not only would she be exhausted, but she would also have to endure the humiliation, so she didn't want to upset her grandson.

Song Jinxiu had no doubts, thinking that the family really needed someone to take charge. Zhang's mother was now in good health, and since she was not yet fifty, it was reasonable for her to want to earn money. So she agreed.

"Okay, Jinfang, when you make some money, remember to give Grandma Zhang your wages."

Song Jinfang quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister."

Mother Zhang quickly waved her hands, "What's the money? I'm fed and clothed by you now. I don't want any money for anything I can help with."

Of course wages must be paid, but it is too early to say it now. Song Jinxiu did not say much, turned around and ordered: "Bi Tao, from now on you will follow the second young lady."

Bitao is Song Jinxiu's maid. She has a particularly pleasing smile, is very eloquent, and is decisive in her work. If she gains more experience, she could become the female manager of a rouge shop.

The Song sisters worked hard in their business to make money, and the crops in the fields also turned into golden waves.

The summer harvest has begun.

The village suddenly became lively, with adults and children all joining in.

But Jinxiu's home remained the same.

They bought over a hundred acres of good farmland. The land belonged to them, but the wheat of this crop still belonged to the original owner. Only after the wheat was harvested and the autumn crops were planted did it belong to them.

During dinner, Chunsheng said, "Tomorrow I'm going to harvest wheat for Tietou's family. He went to Lin County to buy wheat bran and sorghum. I went to his field today to check, and it's ready to harvest."

His winery started with only 150 taels of silver as capital. He started by digging a wine cellar, brewing a batch, selling a batch, and then buying raw materials. Sometimes the wine was good and he could sell it for a good price, but sometimes it was bad, and the money he earned was lost.

The three boys didn't say anything and just worked hard. Fuquan was responsible for sales, Tietou was responsible for raw materials, and Chunsheng was responsible for technology.

Although it has not been open to the public yet, they have actually sold several batches.

However, the quality has always been unstable and it is sold as bulk liquor.

Since the summer harvest had begun in the village, Song Jinxiu asked all the servants, maids, and men in the house who were able to spare some time to go to the village's home for the elderly, the weak, and the disabled to help.

Sixteen children trained in the morning. After breakfast, the older ones helped with the work, while the younger ones were responsible for delivering water.

As a result, a beautiful scenery appeared on the country road in Songjia Village.

Xiao Qiu Sheng had a lotus leaf on his head, and behind him were five or six children of about his age, pulling a cart filled with mung bean water cooked at home, which they delivered door to door.

Song Jinxiu found it funny and her hands started to itch when she was in a good mood.

So she hid in a big tree and took out her camera to take a lot of pictures.

Golden wheat waves, sweat, smiling faces, a young boy with a lotus leaf on his head. Aunts holding bowls of water, their wrinkles on their faces blooming with smiles.

What a bountiful harvest!

After returning home and entering the space, Song Jinxiu began to paint according to the photos.

Painting is her only hobby.

So the storage room in her small building was filled with painting tools, enough to open an art supply supermarket.

Her forte was realistic oil painting. She once painted a cabbage and gave it to her master, but it was snatched away by her master's friend for three million yuan.

It is said that the painting was named by that person: A Beauty to Behold.

That day, Song Jinxiu finally squeezed out the first pot of soybean oil.

I ate fried meatballs for the first time since traveling through time.

The meatballs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and you won’t feel sick even if you eat too much.

Tian Xinghua exclaimed in admiration, "Could this old woman from Guigu be a deity? It's truly miraculous, even soybeans can produce oil. This isn't Guigu, it's the Heavenly Palace, right?"

Considering that her younger brother needed to practice martial arts and Zhang Bangchui needed to prepare for the exam, Song Jinxiu decided to set up a private school in the village.

Firstly, it is convenient for my younger brother to study systematically, and secondly, Jinfang can also enroll in school.

Furthermore, coming here, she had witnessed the power of the clan. No matter who was in the clan, as long as they had a promising future, they could bring prosperity to the entire clan.

Just like the Laodenggou Village, there was a prince who came out of it. It was said that when he returned home in glory, he bought a thousand acres of land for his family.

One thousand acres, how big is that?

The Song family only has two acres of land.

Not to mention more than a thousand acres, even if they had a hundred acres of clan land, when they and their brothers and sisters were kicked out of the house, the share of the clan land would be enough for them to have enough food to eat.

Therefore, Song Jinxiu wanted to set up a school in the village. She was not a saint, nor was she doing it to repay a favor. She just wanted to leave herself another way out. After all, the people in the Song family were pretty good.

They say you shouldn't despise the poor young, because who knows what will become of them in the future? If someone in the clan becomes successful, she will be able to benefit from it.

So she discussed the matter with her brother. Song Chunsheng supported her elder sister's decision.

Especially when it came to building a private school, something he could never have dreamed of, but his eldest sister could explain it clearly and analyze the pros and cons clearly.

"Xiu'er, do whatever you want. Although I don't know much, I know that your decisions are all for the good of our family. I support you."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Brother, you are already very good. Second Grandfather even praised you as the most promising person in our village. He drank the wine you gave him, but he praised you to everyone he met."

Song Chunsheng said embarrassedly: "Second Grandfather likes that. He praises whoever gives him wine."

The brother and sister chatted and laughed for a while, then got down to business.

The summer harvest was over and the autumn planting was about to begin. Song Jinxiu said, "Brother, we don't plant sorghum in the fields anymore. You still need to buy raw materials to make wine."

"Oh, that's okay. We've already found a regular supplier. But instead of growing sorghum, should we grow millet and sweet potatoes?"

Song Jinxiu shook her head. "I plan to grow sesame and soybeans. I want to open an oil press."

Chunsheng had eaten soybean fried meatballs many times, so of course he knew what his sister was going to do with soybeans and sesame seeds.

"Okay, it's up to you. It's just that sesame seeds are hard to find. How about I ask Tietou to look for them for you when he goes to buy sorghum?"

"No, I have sesame seeds. I also found two bags of peanuts, which can be used to plant about five acres. Brother, try it. These peanuts are delicious even when eaten raw."

As she spoke, Song Jinxiu grabbed a handful of peanuts and gave them to Song Chunsheng.

These peanut seeds were found by her in the small building, and she cultivated a batch of them in the space. Each one was large and plump.

Song Chunsheng was delighted when he saw it.

"This is Luosheng, don't give it a random name."

My eldest sister likes flowers and calls Luosheng "Huasheng".

Song Jinxiu scratched her head and thought, let it be. Since her brother knew it, it meant there were peanuts here, and she didn't have to explain the origin of the peanuts.

Song Jinxiu's family does not grow sorghum or sweet potatoes. Instead, they plant sesame, soybeans, and the rare radish on more than 100 acres of land.

Songjia Village was suddenly in an uproar, with people saying all kinds of things.