Also, as the owner, if they go so far as to embarrass the tenants, it’s because they don’t have the ability.
"You've done a good job. As the old saying goes, poor people must be hateful. Some people really can't get used to it, and it's easy to get into trouble. As long as we are reasonable, we don't have to worry about anything else. It is said that unruly people come from poor places.
Although our place is not too poor, it is not surprising that there are a few bad apples."
"Having said that, most people are still good. Some people are poor but have backbone. But for those who are poor, no matter how you make concessions, there is no cure."
As he spoke, Bai Yunxi looked up at his son and curled his lips.
"So, now you have to learn to be tough, especially not to be soft-hearted. Being tough can save you a lot of trouble."
In the eyes of some people, they always feel that the poor are hardworking and pitiful, and they easily feel pity for them.
Unfortunately, the cost of being soft-hearted and compromising is not only losses but also no one who really appreciates you.
If the poor bully others, they will not be lenient at all, and sometimes they will get more serious and use cruel methods.
Listening to his mother's instructions, Bai Anyan nodded, "Don't worry, mother, I will study hard and be a qualified boss."
Today, Sister Wen has taught him a lesson. When the tenant knew that he needed to change the tenant rent document, the looks in the eyes of the Wang Huzi brothers made him extremely uncomfortable.
He had the feeling of a dog looking at bones and a wolf looking at flesh, which made him feel hairy in his heart.
However, mother is right, sooner or later he has to adapt and make himself stronger, especially not to be too soft-hearted.
What some people are wont to do is use pity to gain sympathy.
He had seen this several times when he was managing Xiaofangzhuang, and every time he couldn't help but compromise, and in the end he had to get rid of the person.
In the past, he felt that he had also come from poverty and could best understand their sufferings. Therefore, every time someone asked, he would agree, again and again. The tenants in Xiaofangzhuang privately said that he was
A weakling with no opinion.
It's right to ask him for help. Wang Liang mentioned this to him unintentionally, telling him not to be so talkative sometimes, as it would be easy for someone to take advantage of him.
Listening to the second son's self-reflection, Baiyunxi took a sip of tea and then stood up to light the charcoal fire with his daughter. Since we were going to have a barbecue, it was fun for everyone to do it together.
In addition to grilled fish, grilled ribs, and beggar's chicken wrapped in mud, paired with some vegetables and mushrooms, it's a delicious meal.
At dusk, the whole yard is filled with the rich smell of meat.
"Grandma, let's eat grilled fish." Yaya held up a fish and brought it over. It was charred and brown, and she was appetizing just by looking at it.
"It's so cute, it smells so good."
Baiyunxi took it and took a bite. The fish meat mixed with spices stimulated his taste buds and gave him a feeling of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.
"Yaya go and eat too, be careful of the fish bones."
"I like to eat grilled mushrooms."
The little girl ran over with a smile, picked up a bunch of grilled mushrooms covered in sauce, and ate them with relish.
These are picked by them in the mountains and forests. They have a very strong fragrance and are also the main ingredients for braised chicken.
"Oh my god, I smelled it from so far away, so I knew you were making delicious food again."
Mrs. Song Wang walked in with a basket of tribute vegetables, looked at the scene in the yard, and looked at Baiyun River with a dumbfounded look.
"Everyone else is hiding something delicious when they get it, but you can smell it from afar."
"Come and eat if you smell it. Am I still afraid of you?"
Baiyunxi put down the wooden stick and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Girl Jing, bring you a fish for Aunt Song."
"Hey~, just come."
Bai Anjing has been squatting by the charcoal fire, flipping the sweet potato slices on the grill. She also likes those meats, but she will get tired of them if she eats too much, but she likes these salt and pepper sweet potato slices very much.
"Mrs. Song, try it. It's just baked."
"Okay, then I'm welcome." Mrs. Song Wang took the grilled fish on a skewer, squinted her eyes, smelled it, took a bite, and couldn't help but admire,
"You are the only ones who can figure out novel ways to eat it, unlike us. Even if we want to eat it, we can't figure it out."
Other families are even more reluctant to part with it.
During the holidays, it would be nice to buy some meat at home and cut a few slices into stews. No one dares to waste it like they do, just put it on the fire and roast it.
Oil drops fall into the charcoal fire and make a sizzling sound, which looks like a waste.
No wonder you can smell the fragrance from far away. It turns out to be the oil falling into the charcoal fire.
Listening to Mrs. Song's thoughts, Baiyunxi looked at her with a smile, "I haven't gone fishing at the river for a while. There are many fish today and the weather is hot, so I can't let it sit for a long time, so I simply grilled it."
Grilled fish alone is too boring, because there are so many people with mixed tastes, and the variety of food makes people like it, and the combination of meat and vegetables also relieves boredom.
Except for their family, including the two long-time workers and Shuren Chunhua, they are all hardworking people with big appetites.
"I made a stew for the two fishes sent by Mrs. Du. They are very fragrant. My father-in-law always praises you as a talent." Mrs. Song Wang chuckled lightly and took a bite of the fish.
He always eats the fish sent by Yunxi, which makes him very shameless.
"By the way, I brought this tribute vegetable from my mother's family. If you can't finish it, you can peel it, dry it in the sun, and pickle it. It can be used as a side dish or as a dry vegetable in winter."
Bai Yunxi looked at the long tribute vegetables in the basket and nodded, "Okay, I'll ask Du to pick them up later and pickle them."
She has eaten pickled tribute vegetables, which are crispy and delicious as a side dish for porridge in the morning.
"By the way, did you know? Chen Jiao asked the matchmaker to arrange a kiss for Myolie, and today the matchmakers are here." Mrs. Song Wang came closer to Baiyunxi and spoke in a low voice.
Bai Yunxi was stunned and nodded, "This is a good thing. Xing'er is not young anymore. It would be bad for her to delay for too long."
I finally gave up. It's best this way. From now on we can all live our own lives and live in peace.
"You're right. That girl Xing'er looks pretty good. As long as she lives a peaceful life, she will be fine." I hope she won't act like a monster, get married and have children, and her life will be fine.
Mrs. Song Wang just mentioned it and changed the subject to talk about something else.
After eating a fish, Mrs. Song Wang took out her handkerchief, wiped her hands, poured out the tribute vegetables, and left with the basket, Baiyunxi brought her another grilled fish.
"Take it home and give it to Maihua. After that girl gets engaged, she won't go out anymore."
Maihua is as big as Xiaosi. Not long ago, Mrs. Song Wang made arrangements for her daughter’s marriage.
The man lives in Shangwan Village, and is also Maihua’s grandmother’s family. When he marries in front of her grandmother’s house, there will be someone to protect him and he will not be bullied.
"Now that the girl has grown up, she is so embarrassed that she has been staying at home doing embroidery work and has not been able to get out of the house."
I used to run to Yunxi at all times, but now I can’t even move despite urging.
"She must be in a hurry to embroider her dowry."
Bai Yunxi chuckled. During this period, it was very common for girls in the countryside to get married at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
"I still want to keep her for one more year. I originally thought of setting the date in the autumn of next year, but the pressure there is tight. We discussed setting the date in the spring of next year, in March, which is not too cold or too hot."
"Spring is a good time." Bai Yunxi nodded and sent the Song Wang family off.