Not only Mikura, but also her mother's thoughts did not change much because of the boss's impassioned speech.

Everyone knows the truth.

But is it so easy to become a person who eats from the state treasury?

The mother couldn't help but ask: "Boss, just let Sancang go to school and go to high school. What if you can't get the results by then? Wouldn't it be a waste of five years?"

"Yes, brother," Mikura muttered with his mother's support, "in those five years, I can make a lot of money!"

Mother has already begun to settle the accounts with her fingers:

"In five years, Micang will be eighteen, and it's time to get a wife.

If you do well, in five years you will build a big tile-roofed house and marry a wife.

But if you go to school, there are a few who pass the exam, but if they fail the exam and come back, they are nothing.

If you don’t have a house, if you don’t have a house, if you don’t have money, how can you get a wife?”

These words made my grandma feel the same way:

"Yeah, it's better to come down and work.

Besides, everyone wants to go to college and eat from the national treasury, so who will farm the land?

Look at the many children in our village, how many of them have been admitted to college?"

Grandpa was silent.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law rejected the eldest grandson's bullshit theory in a few words, and it seemed that the rejection was quite reasonable.

But the problem is, if the boss is rejected, it means that Mikura no longer has to go to school, so doesn’t Eiko have to continue to go to school?

I'm still a student, how do I consummate my marriage?

Going to junior high school with a big belly in the first half of the year?

The old man has never been so worried as he is now.

"Cang, what do you think we can do about this? Otherwise, we should think about Sancang's schooling again?" Grandpa asked tentatively.

"Okay, let's think about it again." The eldest grandson nodded.

The generations of my grandparents and my mother all came from hard times and suffered from frequent wars. The poor life had tamed them long ago.

In their minds, as long as they can survive, seize the opportunities in front of them, and live peacefully, they will already have a happy life.

I really can’t even dream of a higher life.

It can be said that after several generations of poverty and war, the extravagant expectations for life have been eliminated from their genes.

Although their expectations for life have been set to the lowest level from the bottom of their hearts, the popular saying in later generations, "Set your expectations to the lowest level, and everything you encounter will be a surprise" is inappropriate for them.

At this moment, grandma and mother’s expectations are definitely at their lowest, but what about in a few years?

In a few years, other people's families will be better off, every family's economy will soar, and their living standards will advance rapidly, and it will be difficult for them to maintain this mentality.

But by that time, I found that my third son suffered from a low education and was unable to do many things due to cultural restrictions, so it was too late to regret it.

The boss finally understood that Mikura had fallen in love with money, and the pragmatic views of grandma and mother that were deeply rooted in their bones could not be changed by just a few words.

"Although I don't force Mikura to go to school now, I want to reiterate it again." The eldest brother said:

"Mikura thinks he can make a lot of money, but it's actually the result of the favor I owe him.

In fact, doing business is not only not as easy as he thought, but also very difficult, difficult, and risky.

If you don't believe it, let him try again.

But I can never give him my cheap sugar."

"Brother, why?" Mikura shouted immediately, "Why can you let outsiders use it but not let me use it? Are we still brothers?"

Before he finished speaking, Sancang started crying sadly again.

The eldest brother has always been his idol, his protector, and a person who is closer to him than his mother and other brothers and sisters.

But now, why have you suddenly become so heartless?

He was really sad.

Although Liang Jincang was determined not to give in on the matter of going to school, he didn't even want to show the slightest concession in words.

But seeing the sadness of the third brother, he didn't want to go too far, lest it cause a permanent psychological shadow on him.

Take the time to explain:

"As I said just now, the weather will get hot soon. When the weather gets hot, the candied haws will melt and this business will no longer be possible.

There is a second point that you don’t know.

Do you think the reason why I can get so many candy stamps now is because I know a friend from the supply and marketing cooperative?

Of course, it is important to know this friend.

But the most important thing is that because the supply of sugar is now large, sugar stamps are looser.

After a while, when all the white sugar produced in the factory is available, it will be liberalized and tickets will no longer be required."

"That's great!" Mikura was excited again, "Then I don't have to ask you to get cheap sugar. I can buy as much as I want!"

"Yes, you can buy as much as you want by then," the elder brother said:

"But the supply and marketing cooperative is not opened for you alone. If you can buy it, others can also buy it.

When the time comes, one person will be able to dip the candied haws on a stick and sell it, will your candied haws be sold easily?"

"I can sell it cheaper," Mikura shouted. "Others sell it for five cents, but I sell it for four cents."

The elder brother snorted coldly:

"You sell it for four cents, and others sell it for three cents.

It’s not easy to make money. How can we farmers get money? For many people, they will do it if they can earn 5 cents from a candied haws.”

"Earn five cents a piece?" Mikura muttered, "Then I won't do it."

"That's right, if you don't do it, there is someone else who can." The elder brother said, "If you don't sell candied haws, what else can you do?"

Mikura couldn't refute, but still muttered: "Anyway, I have plenty of ways."

"Since you are so capable, don't count on brother's favor." The brother said in a firm tone, "If you have the ability, feel free to use it, but I hope you will stop trying to get cheap sugar, or you may end up hurting dogs and mountain fish."

It’s not possible.”

After saying that, the eldest brother opened the door curtain and left.

Mikura cried out "Wow" and lay on the window sill and shouted outside: "Brother, you are so cruel, can't you just let me earn some money?"

Grandpa also lied on the window sill side by side with Sancang and shouted: "Cang, don't leave. Please tell me what day the work will be done."

But there was silence in the dark courtyard, and it was obvious that the boss had left.

Mikura lay on the quilt and cried even more sadly.

Much sadder than before.

The eldest brother's words not only cut off his wealth, but also destroyed his image of the eldest brother in his mind.

The loss of the most cherished family relationship made him doubly sad.

But he didn't know that his elder brother was feeling more uncomfortable than him.

My grandparents and mother couldn't change their views. Mikura lost money after making a few days and couldn't help himself.

To put it bluntly, it is hard to live in poverty.

Everything he said and did was so ruthless. Although his original intention was for Mikura's long-term plan, he thought of his thirteen-year-old child suffering such a blow.

Can you not feel uncomfortable being the big brother?

But this is the responsibility of being the big brother. No matter how uncomfortable it is, no matter how misunderstood by the younger brother, you have to hold on.

If the monk's head doesn't feel cold or if he doesn't hit it with a stick, it won't hurt. The only way to cut off Mikura's way of making money is to cut him off and let him try to make money with his own skills. It's not as fresh and delicious as eating cucumbers. People who know how to do business

Disaster.

In the end, he was willing to crawl out of the eyes of money.

By then, if we let him go to school, he might be able to feel at ease.

It can only be "maybe".

This person, once he is poisoned by money, the effect is the same as taking drugs.

One day of taking drugs, ten years of abstaining from drugs, and a lifetime of drug cravings.

Make money one day, think about money all your life!

After experiencing the generosity of putting a lot of money in his pocket and spending it at will, it is difficult for Mikura to regain the purity of a student.

The eldest brother didn't have a better way to brainwash the third brother, so he felt very depressed.

I was a little tired when I went to work the next day.
To be continued...