Xiao Yeyang's sudden visit brought huge changes to the Yan family.

First of all, Yan Zhigao is no longer so busy in the state government office. The funds for building the river embankment were approved a few days later, and the government officials are no longer as obedient as before;

Secondly, Mrs. Li received many invitations and greetings. Even Daohua received several invitations from official ladies, but she did not go to any of them and rejected them all.

In July, the watermelons in Zhuangzi are almost ripe and waiting to be sold. She is very busy.

In Zhoucheng, Mrs. Li bought a shop. At this moment, the shop has started selling watermelons, and the business is very prosperous.

There was no other way. The Yan family’s watermelons were big, juicy, sweet and red in color. As soon as they were cut open and placed in front of the store, they attracted a large number of people.

It was also at this time that everyone in the Yan family really saw Daohua's ability to make money, and no longer thought that her small village was bought with Mrs. Yan's subsidies.

Songheyuan.

Daohua did the math in front of the old lady like she did in her hometown, and her abacus was very smooth.

Looking at her granddaughter whose smile never faded, Mrs. Yan shook her head with a smile and said to Mrs. Li: "Look at how happy this girl is. I never noticed before that our Daohua family is still a money addict."
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Daohua raised her head: "That's because our expenses were small in the past. The output of our fields was not only enough for our expenses, but also had a surplus. We lived a comfortable life, so naturally we didn't need to calculate so much."

"But now, our family has so much expenses and money is tight. Now that I have the money from selling watermelons, my family can live a better life. I am naturally happy."

Hearing this, Mrs. Li felt very happy. For her daughter to be so young, she already knew how to share her worries. Not only did she worry about her worries, but she also directly helped her solve the problems.

In the past years, she had also worried about money matters. In the end, she had to scrape together things and survive alone.

This year, the master was promoted to magistrate, and she knew that her family would be even more nervous about money than before. She was ready to shamelessly ask her eldest and second brothers for help. Unexpectedly, her daughter's watermelon directly solved her urgent need.
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Mrs. Li looked at Daohua, who lowered her head to settle accounts and had crooked eyebrows, and felt extremely soft in her heart.

This girl is so considerate.

"Mom, the watermelon sales in Zhoucheng are so good. When my second uncle comes, there won't be as many watermelons as expected." Daohua suddenly said.

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "That's okay. Your second uncle also stopped by to see us this time. He can take away as many watermelons as he can. The price in the provincial capital is definitely higher than in the city. He can't lose."

Daohua nodded. Before, she was worried that the watermelons would not be sold, so she asked her mother to write a letter and ask her eldest uncle and second uncle to help find a solution. Now, the two uncles have taken over the matter, but she is out of stock. She is too upset.

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"The watermelons in my village will no longer be sold. Except for keeping some to give away, my second uncle will take away the rest."

Mrs. Li had no objection: "Zhuangzi is yours, you can do whatever you want."

Mrs. Yan sat aside, eating the grapes sent from the village, and said: "You have planted a lot of grapes on the village, what are you going to do?"

Daohua: "There are too few grapes. I only planted some in the yard on the farm. I don't plan to sell them. I keep them for ourselves to eat or to give away. By the way, I also want to learn to make wine."<

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When Yan Zhigao came in with Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhiqiang, he happened to hear these words.

Yan Zhiyuan relied on his elder status and said directly: "Daohua, you can't just waste things. Listen to my second uncle. Grapes are precious. If you want to learn how to make wine, you should use other things."

Daohua shook her head and blurted out: "How can this work? What I want to make is wine, and there is no substitute for other things."

Being directly rejected by the junior, Yan Zhiyuan's face looked a little ugly: "You are a little girl, you know nothing about wine making, you are completely wasting things."

Daohua felt a little unhappy, but she still said: "Second uncle, it's just because I don't understand that I have to learn. No one is born with all kinds of skills."

Yan Zhiyuan's words were pushed back again, and his face became a little uneasy.

Mrs. Li looked at Yan Zhiyuan but did not say anything to ease the atmosphere. As a mother, she has not yet intervened in her daughter Zhuangzi's affairs, but he, as an uncle, is not polite.

On the side, Yan Zhigao put down the tea bowl in his hand and said to Daohua: "Your second uncle is right. Didn't you say that we don't grow many grapes? Otherwise, we shouldn't learn to make wine this year."

Next year you should try more and learn more."

Wine is something only princes and nobles can afford to drink. Is it so easy to brew?

Moreover, he had the same idea as his second brother. Before that, he had eaten a few grapes at the banquet of the number one scholar when he was a junior high school student. These things were more precious than watermelons, so he used them to learn winemaking.

, it’s too wasteful.

Daohua frowned slightly. She didn't like the feeling of being told what to do. She used things she grew herself and it didn't interfere with anything at home.

Old Mrs. Yan knew Daohua's temperament very well. A casual frown would tell her what she was thinking. She immediately smiled and scolded Brother Yan Zhigao: "It's not like you have any use for your things. What kind of leisure are you doing there?"<

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When the old lady opened her mouth, Brother Yan Zhigao didn't want to say more, so the matter was settled.

At this time, a maid came over to report that the uncle's father was here.

Hearing this, Mrs. Li looked happy, and Daohua quickly put down her abacus and stood up.

Mrs. Yan smiled and said: "I was just talking, but it happened to be here. Boss, boss's wife, why don't you go and greet her."

Daohua: "Grandma, I'm going too."

Mrs. Yan waved her hand: "Go, go, there is a girl like you."

Yan Zhigao stood up and followed his mother and daughter out. He had received help from the Li family in recent years, so he had to go and greet his second uncle.

After the family of three left, Yan Zhiyuan said happily: "Daohua is really close to the Li family."

Mrs. Yan glanced at him sideways: "That's because the Li family treats Daohua well. Daohua is a grateful person, so she naturally gets close to the Li family."

Yan Zhiyuan said sarcastically: "Mom, you are too indulging in the rice flowers. You don't even know about grapes. They are rare here in Xingzhou, especially the ones grown by our family. They are big and plump, juicy and delicious. Use them to learn how to make wine."

It’s such a waste.”

Mrs. Yan said rudely: "What belongs to our family, that belongs to Daohua."

Yan Zhiyuan choked: "Look at what my mother said, Daohua is not from the Yan family?"

Mrs. Yan said calmly: "Second brother, please put away those little thoughts of yours. Our family has never been separated in these years. Your eldest brother and sister-in-law have been supporting everything in the family, so we are not at a loss."

Come on, you guys, I’ll leave my words here today and stop worrying about Daohua’s things.”

Yan Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable: "Mom, who do you think I am? Am I the kind of person who cares about my niece's things?"

Mrs. Yan snorted coldly: "You know it yourself, you and your wife are both good at calculating. Now I am too lazy to care about you two. Remember, it is your turn. After a hundred years, I will not lose a cent."

You; don’t worry about those who shouldn’t be yours.”

Yan Zhiyuan looked a little embarrassed and remained silent.

Seeing this, Yan Zhiqiang hurriedly reconciled: "It's my fault this year that I didn't take care of it. When the rice flowers were planting grapes, I was busy with things in the fields. Next year, next year I will set aside a piece of land to grow grapes. By then, our grapes will

You won’t have enough to eat.”

Yan Zhiyuan glanced at Yan Zhiqiang and was speechless.

Is this a question of whether there is enough to eat?
Chapter completed!