Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 769 I will eat this iron gate

died?

Ma Weiren was stunned when he heard this: "Dad, are you cursing to vent your anger because they went too far?"

The eldest brother is only in his forties, and the other three are in their thirties.

It is impossible for them to die.

He thought so in his heart, but his mother's tone seemed a little different, so he asked.

Ma Xiangfu thought of his three deceased sons and felt a pang of sadness: "They were my sons. Have you ever seen someone curse their sons to death out of anger?"

Ma Weiren showed an expression of disbelief on his face: "Dad, are you saying they are really dead? How did they die?"

Ma Xiangfu sighed, "The Japanese killed them. Well, to be honest...it was all their own fault.

I'll talk to you when I'm free. Come into the house, have some water, and sit down for a while. I bought a box of sausages and plan to send them to you.

If you are hungry, eat something first.

I will talk to Mr. Ye about Fumai first."

"Oh, I see." Ma Weiren responded, but did not enter the house. He stood aside and watched Ma Xiangfu and Ye Changqing.

Ma Xiangfu looked at Ye Changqing with a complicated expression: "Speaking of which, you have done a favor to my family and avenged my three sons.

I should give the Fumai to you as a gift, not charge you for it.

But you also see, my son is back, our house is old, the wall needs to be renovated, and he doesn't have a wife yet.

I am old and have no savings. If I get sick or have a problem in the future, I will need money.

I'll ask for a little less than the original one million.

I'll give you a discount of 200,000.

Please give me 800,000."

After he said this, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Just now when Ye Changqing helped him to get revenge, he once said that he would give the Fumai to Ye Changqing for free.

But now that his son is back, he regrets it and feels that it was a waste to give it to Ye Changqing for free.

Ye Changqing was silent. He had just heard Ma Xiangfu say that it was free, but he had no intention of not paying.

The Ma family has passed down Fumai to this day, and it has gone through more than a hundred generations.

This kind of persistence cannot be measured by money.

He was thinking about how much money to give.

Just when he was silent, Ma Weiren beside him suddenly spoke up: "Dad, why are you selling Fumai? The inheritance of the Ma family from generation to generation cannot be sold in your hands."

Ma Xiangfu frowned and said, “How can we build a house if we don’t sell wheat?

How can I find you a wife?"

Ma Weiren frowned and said, "I won't look for a wife, at least not now. I have accomplished nothing and don't want to find one.

I want to take over Fumai from you and pass it on."

Ma Xiangfu was a little surprised: "Son, are you saying you want to farm at home?

why? "

Before he went to jail, he clearly remembered that his youngest son particularly disliked the countryside and wanted to go to a big city.

I stayed to take care of him.

Now he says he is farming at home.

Ma Weiren nodded. "I was in prison for a while. There were also people from the city there. Some were there for crimes, and some were there for no crimes."

You went to jail for not committing any crime?

Ma Youfu was stunned: "Why go to jail if you didn't commit any crime?"

He was buried up to his neck in the dirt. He had lived his entire life and had never been heard of committing a crime or going to jail.

He was very curious about what was going on.

hmm~

Ma Weiren pondered for a moment, organized his words, and then slowly said: "Among the people I know, there are three people who have not committed any crime, but just want to go to jail.

One reason was to avoid his wife and not have to face her nagging. He wanted to find a place where his wife couldn't find him and have some peace and quiet for half a year.

He robbed a small shop and stole 20 yuan. The owner said that the 20 yuan was a gift to him. He didn't want it and didn't call the police. He was told not to do anything stupid again.

In a fit of rage, he took out his phone and called the police.

When the police arrived, they charged him with disturbing public order and detained him for 15 days. He said he was committing robbery and that if he was charged with disturbing public order, he would continue robbing until he could go to jail.

He even started arguing with the police on the spot and finally slapped the police in the face. He was then charged with assaulting a police officer and provoking a disturbance and was sent to jail.

There is also a guy who works as a screwdriver in a factory. He gets up at 6:30 every day, takes the bus to the factory, has a meeting at 7:20, starts work at 7:30, and works overtime until 11:00 at night.

He couldn't stand working in the factory anymore, so he just gave in and did nothing, just checked his phone all day and waited for death.

After spending all his money, he still didn't want to go to the factory. He wanted to find a place where he could have food to eat but didn't have to work.

Finally, he ran to the bank door and smashed the glass door with a brick, and was thrown into prison. Another person was forced by his mother to find a girlfriend, but he didn't want to find a girlfriend, saying that girlfriends are harder to please than ancestors.

To avoid his mother.

He smashed the police car of the Public Security Bureau.

Ended up in jail.

All three of them are considered innocent... and are in jail.

They actually broke the law, but their purpose in breaking the law was not to hurt others or damage property. They just wanted to go to jail.

Ma Xiangfu kept shaking his head: "You're mentally ill. People nowadays are just... idle. If you give them two acres of land, they will be as busy as grandchildren, and they won't have any random thoughts."

Ye Changqing looked at Ma Weiren with a smile on his face. He knew the situation in the prison very well.

Let’s not talk about others, just talking about the master, it seems that he went to jail on his own. Ma Weiren continued: “In fact, I said this just to say that people in the city are not happy either.

Many people wanted to flee the city.

I don't want to go to the city, I just want to stay in the countryside.

I made plans while I was in prison. Once I was released, I would carry on the legacy of my Ma family ancestors and cultivate Fumai at home."

Ma Xiangfu frowned: "Although your four brothers have many problems, I never worry about them.

Because they will find ways to live a good life themselves.

You are the only one who worries me. You are too honest and too kind.

I'm not saying it's bad, it's just that you're suffering.

Would you mind thinking about it again?"

Ye Changqing was a little surprised. Ma Xiangfu called his four sons and begged them to come back and inherit Fumai.

Unfortunately, none of them were interested.

Now that his youngest son is interested, he tries to dissuade him. He doesn't understand: "Don't you want him to continue the Ma family's tradition of growing Fumai for generations?"

The wrinkles on Ma Xiangfu's old face deepened, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable worry: "Of course I thought about it, but farming can't support my wife and children.

If it were those four brothers, they would find ways to make money, and they would make money through various means.

But this youngest son... is too honest. I'm afraid he will become poorer and poorer, so poor that he won't be able to marry or have a woman give birth to a son for him.

In the end, he will die alone and helpless, and the Fumai inheritance will be cut off in his hands."

Ma Weiren frowned. What his father said made sense. He had never planned to get married. His own life was not going as he wanted, and he didn't want to drag a woman to suffer with him.

I just farm in the countryside and raise chickens, ducks, geese and so on.

Just live like this for the rest of your life.

Then he died on this land, but if he died... wouldn't the Fumai inheritance be cut off?

He was a little disappointed: "Don't tell me I don't even have the qualifications to farm?"

He suddenly felt that it was very difficult to leave the prison. In prison, he had to do whatever the leader told him to do and obey his management.

Although there is no freedom, there are no worries either.

Just be a walking corpse.

Ye Changqing said beside him: "You can make money by farming. Some farmers grow wheat for ten yuan per catty.

Fumai has been passed down for over a hundred generations, has high yield, has no genetic modification, and is safe to use.

I believe it can be sold for fifteen yuan per pound!"

Xu Chengzong has set a precedent. The officials are scrambling to get the organic green wheat grown by his family.

Ma Weiren can also take this path.

Ma Weiren showed a shocked expression on his face, his eyes widening as if they were about to pop out of their sockets: "You mean wheat that costs a little over one yuan and one cent per pound... can be sold for 15 yuan per pound?

You...are you kidding me?

If wheat can be sold for 15 yuan per pound, wouldn't the sun be rising from the west? "

Ma Xiangfu waved his hands repeatedly and said emotionally: "Mr. Ye, I respect you very much, but you can't talk nonsense.

If you are a city dweller, you may not know that food is important but not valuable.

Let me put it this way, even if the sky falls.

It’s impossible for wheat to be sold for ten yuan per pound!

If I could sell it for ten yuan a pound, I would eat this iron gate raw!"