Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

The Song family decided that they could not make this money, and the Qiao family should not even think about making it.

If this continues, the Qiao family will have to build a spacious courtyard, or they can build it now, but they just want to build a bigger one.

They couldn't bear to see this happen.

"What is there on the mountain that can make the Qiao family so much money? If there is something that can make money on the mountain, why didn't the villagers know about it for so many years?" A villager raised the question.

"The Qiao family is lucky, but no matter how lucky they are, the mountain is public, not their private property, and the money should be earned by everyone together." Chen continued to fan the flames.

"As for what you're asking about, if we all go and take a look together, won't we know?"

As a result, the villagers sitting on the dam were tempted.

The Qiao family earns dozens of taels a day. There are sixty households in the village. If it is shared equally among each household, they will earn one tael a day, which means thirty taels a month. This is still a conservative calculation. How much you can get to sell depends entirely on your own ability.

"If there is such a good thing, then you, the Song family, can take the lead and we will go to learn from the Qiao family." said an old lady.

The money-making stuff is right there on the mountain. Anyone who doesn't pick it up is a fool.

The Song family didn't get fifty taels from the Qiao family today, so they reluctantly gave up thirty taels to exchange for someone else. Seeing that the villagers were being instigated, they certainly would not miss such an opportunity.

It would be great if there was money to be made, but if there was no money to be made, they couldn't make that money, and the Qiao family shouldn't even think about making it.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain now. Call more people and bring some useful weapons. After all, the Qiao family is like bandits." Shen said.

The Song family members exchanged glances with each other and mobilized the entire village to see how the Qiao family would resist everyone's wish.

No matter how powerful the Qiao family is, they have to survive in this village.

Qiao Jianer brought water into the pigpen and flushed the trough and pig manure clean.

The old hen had been well-fed and drinking these days and had been laying eggs, one a day. Now she had accumulated three eggs. Qiao Lianer took out the three eggs and was a little worried that the old hen would peck at the back of her hand, but the old hen turned her head to the side and pretended not to see.

Qiao Lianer smiled and touched its head.

"Be good. There's no rooster at home, and your eggs won't hatch chicks. Why not exchange them for food?"

The old hen seemed to understand and looked a little dejected.

Suddenly I heard a noise somewhere, not too loud, but it seemed to be from quite a distance away, and the rustling sound reached my ears.

But she couldn't see from here.

Qiao Jianer stepped on a stool, climbed onto the courtyard wall, and then climbed onto the thatched hut.

She saw that many people in the village were rushing towards the nearby hills, some of them carrying weapons in their hands.

Among them are the Song family.

Qiao Lianer thought for a moment and began to guess something.

In fact, she had long expected that it would be unlikely for the Qiao family to make this money for a long time.

So these days, the entire Qiao family went up the mountain to earn as much money as possible. This was the best approach. At least now they had more than 100 taels of silver in their hands. If they didn't build a house, they could ensure they would have enough food and drink for several years, and they could also withstand certain risks.

If the Song family didn't exist, it would have been no problem to sell out the goods this summer at this pace. But after the Song family made such a fuss, I won't be able to get such a big bargain later.

Qiao Jianer's eyes turned cold.

"Mom, I want to go up the mountain."

"You should also go find mushrooms. They are all on the mountain. You don't have to work hard. Just stay at home with your mother." Qiao Yunni said while sewing the soles of shoes.

"Mom, I'm going first." Qiao Jian'er didn't know how to explain to Qiao Yunni, so he got down from the thatched roof and ran out of the yard.

"Hey, kid, be careful on the road." Qiao Yunni shook her head. Maybe Jianer felt bored staying at home and wanted to go to the mountains to join everyone. After all, he was still a child.

The villagers set out before Qiao Jianer, who ran with his short legs, panting heavily.

Fortunately, I had some meat these days, which gave my body some strength. It didn't take long before I was able to reach the mountain.

At this time, the Qiao family had been surrounded by villagers.

Because the mushrooms were everywhere in the mountains, the Qiao family did not disperse.

Seeing thirty or forty villagers surrounding her, Old Mrs. Qiao subconsciously covered her backpack and asked vigilantly.

"What are you doing?"

Although there was no malice in the villagers' faces, the aura they exuded already gave off a sense of intimidation.

In addition, since the Song family was among them, the Qiao family knew that they were probably here to cause trouble.

The Qiao family instinctively moved closer to each other, and the whole family was on guard.

But this situation seems so strange. Normally, we are all from the same village and will greet each other with a smile when we meet. When life becomes difficult, someone will give us gifts. Why is it necessary to face each other with such a confrontational attitude?

It's just someone instigating it.

So now, the Qiao family wants to beat up the Song family.

"Auntie Qiao, we don't really mean anything," an uncle said. "We just heard you were picking up money on the hilltops. These hilltops aren't yours, so we went there to pick up some too. That's not too much, is it?"

Everyone looked into the backpack, but as soon as the Qiao family saw the villagers coming, they quickly covered it with something, so they couldn't see what was inside.

Sure enough, I came here for this!

Mrs. Qiao's heart sank. She said in a cold tone, "Yes, these hills are not ours. Anyone can come up here to hunt, chop wood, and find wild vegetables. So who sells what is their choice and ability."

"Oh, Grandma Qiao, you're really treating us as outsiders when you say that." A young wife who married into the village from another village said, "We're all from the same village. We've seen you guys going up the mountain these days. I don't know what secrets you've found or what good things you've picked up. Just tell us what you sold in town for so much money. Let us all earn some money and improve our lives."

Someone then said, "Yes, Aunt Qiao, we are all from the countryside, and life is not easy for us. You have good connections, and since it is something from the mountain, we will not let you suffer any loss, so why not share it with everyone?"

Both Old Mrs. Qiao and Old Man Qiao frowned, and the other members of the Qiao family fell silent.

At least until now, the villagers still spoke politely and in a pleading tone.

Indeed, they were born in the same village and in the same collective, and it would have been fine if they hadn't been discovered. But now that everyone has discovered it and wants to share it with them, what should they do?

If I tell everyone, the money I earn every day will be pitifully little, and I don’t know when I will be able to build a spacious yard.

But if you don't say it, you are going against the whole village. Don't even think about having a good life in the village in the future. No matter how good the Qiao family is at fighting, they can't beat four people with two fists.