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

After the incident with Song Erlang, she realized that she couldn't be soft-hearted towards some people.

If you can't control it, then prepare for the future and drive out the dangerous elements.

The village head sighed, "She is indeed not a good person. Now your father has divorced her. She just moved out of the Song family. But it is understandable that you are venting your father's anger."

Song Jinxiu quickly said, "I have no father and no relatives. I am only concerned about the reputation of our clan. Widow Sun cannot stay in our village. Now that we have a private school, if our village has a top scholar or a second place scholar in the imperial examination, we cannot let her reputation bring trouble to the village."

Her mother was divorced and sent back to her parents' home. Why did Widow Sun get a divorce? And why was she allowed to stay in Songjia Village?

She was unhappy and wanted to drive them away.

The village head was completely speechless.

He felt that listening to this girl who didn't recognize her biological father, he could even dream of going to heaven and becoming a god.

The top two in the imperial examinations were the top figures. How could they dare to dream of it in Songjia Village?

The old patriarch shook his beard and rubbed his hands in his sleeves. This girl is pretty good. If he observes her for a while, maybe she can take over his job.

My son is patriarchal and lacks courage, but he is not.

No matter whether it is a boy or a girl, no matter whether she has a family or not, as long as she is capable, willing to consider the tribe members, and can lead the tribe to a new level, what's wrong with a girl becoming the tribe leader?

After discussing the matter of opening a private school, Song Jinxiu suddenly took out a small clay pot the size of a palm and waved her hand with a smile.

"Great grandfather, second grandfather, let me give you some good food."

The old patriarch and the village head were left in tears and laughter by her sudden playfulness, but they still bent over to smell it, and a burst of fragrance rushed into their noses.

“Is this sesame oil?”

Song Jinxiu gave a thumbs up and said, "Second Grandpa is amazing. He can smell it right away."

The village head laughed and said, "Nonsense, it smells so good, what's the point of keeping my nose if I can't smell it?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and began to induce, "Second Grandpa, guess where I got this sesame oil?"

The old patriarch glanced at his son and said, "Did Doctor Li give it to you?"

Song Jinxiu shook her head, "No, I squeezed it out myself. Am I amazing?"

She looked so eager for praise that even the old patriarch was upset.

He stroked his beard, nodded and smiled, "It's really amazing."

Song Jinxiu looked at the old patriarch with a proud expression and continued to induce him, "How did I squeeze it out?"

The head of the village was amused. This damn girl, was she doing this on purpose?

He tried to keep a straight face and said, "Just say what you want to say. Who would guess by beating around the bush? It's disrespectful."

Song Jinxiu then smiled and said seriously, "I've recently figured out a way to extract oil. Not only sesame, but also soybeans, flowers, rapeseed, and rapeseed can all be used to extract oil."

The village head looked incredulous, as if he was listening to something incomprehensible.

He only knew about sesame oil. This was the first time he heard that soybeans and rapeseed could be used to produce oil. How could something as small as a black louse be used to produce oil?

The old patriarch's eyes were bright. His son didn't know, but he had heard of rapeseed oil. However, he had only heard of it. Of course, he had never seen it, let alone eaten it.

The village head was dizzy and supported his old father who was walking briskly as he followed Song Jinxiu to see her oil pressing tools. He personally ate the meatballs fried in soybean oil. His little eyes grew twice as big as before.

"Grandpa, my oil pressing tool is miniature, just like a child's toy, it's just a model. If you want to really press oil for business, it needs to be several times larger than this."

Song Jinxiu stretched out her arms and gestured.

"I'm planning to open an oil press workshop as our village's first sideline business. What do you think, Second Grandpa?"

The village head thought he was hallucinating and asked again, "What did you say? As the village's blessing?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "It's a sideline, which means a second job. For us country folk, farming is our primary job, and the second way to make money is a sideline."

The old patriarch fumbled with the oil-pressing tools. He had seen it all, and even tried it himself. He smelled and ate the fried meatballs. They tasted really good.

He smacked his lips, knowing how precious sesame oil was, and soybean oil wasn't bad either!

The old patriarch touched his greasy lips and asked seriously, "Girl, are you sure you want to give the oil pressing technique to the village? This is a golden goose that lays golden eggs. Are you willing to give it up?"

Song Jinxiu nodded and said seriously: "Grandpa, it is meaningless for our family to become rich.

We couldn't eat meat ourselves, and our grandparents, uncles, brothers and sisters couldn't even have soup.

Seeing our people still living in poverty, with no food to eat, we feel uneasy.

Song Jinxiu transformed herself into the Virgin Mary, talking big and boasting. Of course, she had to speak in a majestic and awe-inspiring manner to the old patriarch.

"I want my life to be meaningful and without regrets, so I want to make everyone in our Song family rich.

So that the elderly can have a place to live, the strong can find employment, the young can grow, and the poor, widows, orphans, lonely people, and the disabled can all be provided for."

"Good, good, good!" The old patriarch's eyes turned red and he said three good words in a row.

What a wonderful saying: "The elderly have a place to live, the strong have a place to work, the young have a place to grow, the poor, the widowed, the orphaned, the lonely, and the disabled are all provided for."

If a girl can say this, then he can certainly "select the virtuous and capable, uphold trust and cultivate harmony."

At this time, he no longer hesitated. This girl would be his successor.

Song Jinxiu didn't know that her words had been labeled by the old patriarch. She smiled and said to the stunned village head:

"Of course, I'll also take a cut of the oil press's profits, and all the academy's expenses will also be paid from the oil press's profits. Do you think this is feasible?"

The village head wasn't stunned, he was shocked. When he heard Song Jinxiu's question, he slapped his thigh and said, "Alright, that's great."

With this golden hen that lays golden eggs, what else does he have to worry about?

With Song Jinxiu's guarantee, the head of the village suddenly seemed to be twenty years younger. He walked with a breeze, beat the gong, and notified the villagers to hold a meeting.

Song Jinxiu reminded him, "Second Grandpa, clean up the mess first, then talk about other things."

The village head waved his hand at her and said, "Don't show up in this matter. Go home first. I'll call you after I've made the arrangements.

This granddaughter is a treasure and must be protected. He will take care of these dirty things.

As soon as the village head rang the big gong, people came out of their homes to ask what had happened.

Song Jinxiu seemed to see the scene where the village head was beating a gong to raise funds for her brother.

She smiled.

The old patriarch also laughed.

This girl is magnanimous and resourceful. She's ruthless towards the likes of Widow Sun and generous to her clansmen. More importantly, this girl is capable!

She can make wine and press oil. What else can’t she do?

Good, good, the position of patriarch finally has a successor.

He understood what his son meant. He wanted to protect the girl behind him, but he wanted to push the girl in front of others even more.

Are the golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.

If this is a boy, he can't get rid of the clan, but this is a girl, so she has to be tied to the clan.

As long as the child has a promising future, he is willing to bet the entire clan to support her, because he knows too well what a capable clan leader can bring to the clan.

The old patriarch walked away happily with his hands behind his back and refused to let anyone support him.

The decision to abdicate the position of patriarch is not up to him alone; several other clan elders need to discuss it.

But the investigation of Xiu Yatou had already begun at this time.

Song Jinxiu didn't know that she was being plotted against by the old patriarch. She saw Tian Xinghua and her brother coming out of the house, and she grabbed her mother.

"My brother can go, Mom, the skirt you made for me is a little short, please alter it for me."

Widow Sun’s family will be expelled soon, so my mother should not go out, lest she be criticized by others for talking about her scumbag father divorcing his wife.