Hearing her talk about the good things, the Ye Duobao brothers immediately became interested, "Mom, what did you see?"
"A large piece of bright cotton. The material is so soft to the touch. It's enough for two people to make clothes!"
Mr. Ma still misses that piece of clothing material.
Seeing the longing look on her face, Ye Dahai frowned: "Just a piece of cloth?"
"There are also meat, bones, cakes, and I bought a lot of new bowls. I don't know what they are, but there are also some oil paper bags, which are full of baskets!"
Lao Ma remembers it clearly!
"I had already held that cloth in my arms, and it was snatched away by that shameless old man! The old man who can kill a thousand swords! Why can she wear new clothes!"
Seeing her turning over and over again, he knew that she was thinking about a piece of cloth. A trace of disgust flashed in Ye Dahai's eyes: He is really short-sighted. He is so fascinated by the new clothes that he can't think of anything else?
The two brothers also looked at each other, and Ye Duobao said: "I haven't heard that their house sells grain? Why do they buy so much?"
These words finally made Mr. Ma, who was full of clothes, think about it, "Master, there are none of these things that you can't buy for two hundred coins."
Finally figured it out?
Old Ye Dahai glanced at her sideways, then lowered his eyelids and started to smoke.
"Dad, the people in that house are living a very good life, right? Even the village chief's family can't spend so lavishly."
Ye Duobao frowned and looked unhappy.
"Okay, we don't have any control over how people spend their money. Let's exchange the grain for money first. The children are old and we will get married in a few years. You two can do the same as others during your free time.
Go to town and make money."
What can Ye Dahai do?
It’s no use just looking at them!
"Dad, the work in the town is so tiring. It only costs twenty coppers a day. How can I do it with my body?"
Ye Laibao was the first to complain.
Ye Duobao was not to be outdone, "That's right, they are all named Ye, and they are all my grandfather's grandsons. Why should they eat meat if they want, and eat chicken if they want? We two brothers have to earn ten or twenty cents."
To save money, you have to take the risk of breaking your back?”
Ye Dahai knew what kind of virtue these two brothers had, and scolded him with a sullen face, "My brothers are not idle when the farm is slack. They go to the town to make money every day. Why can't you two see it?"
Curling his lips, Ye Laibao said: "Who knows if they are just showing off to show off to others? How dare they spend like this on the wages of twenty coppers that day?"
Mr. Ma deeply agreed with his son's words and nodded, "Old man, I think what my son said makes sense! They are not the only ones working in the village, but who dares to spend such money?"
Old Ma's stomach was about to overflow with sourness: "Maybe they are just afraid that people will gossip, so they act like this."
The more I thought about it, the more this happened: "Old man, we have to think of a way to get back the money we deserve!"
"Yes, mother is right"
"Dad, you have many ideas, please come up with a charter."
"Dad, there is only one grandson in that house. You are the three eldest grandsons. We are not afraid of them."
The two brothers are in a hurry, money!
Can you not be in a hurry?
"Yes, I have three grandchildren," Ye Dahai narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully.
"Dad, what do you mean?" Ye Duobao scratched his head.
Ye Dahai glanced at him sideways, "They are all young men. If trouble breaks out, adults can't be blamed."
"Dad has more ideas." The brothers also laughed...
"Old man, what do you mean, are you asking a few people to learn literature and tie up that little brat who is studying?"
Old Ma's worried face leaned forward.
Ye Dahai glared at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Is my grandson that kind of person?"
Old Ma couldn't understand this. Is this what the old man meant just now?
"Didn't they tie up that boy and ask for money for the house?" Old Ma broke the casserole and asked.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Dahai's face turned even darker.
"You guys go out"
He immediately drove his two sons away and started smoking again. This chapter has been completed!