The person who spoke was Zhu Maocai's neighbor named Wang Zhu.

His father is the old man Wang who has appeared frequently in the mouths of Old Lady He and Zhu Daniu recently, and the one who was fined 3,000 yuan for his more than-life birth.

Wang Zhu is like some negative teaching materials in this era. The poorer he is, the more he is, the poorer he is.

The family planning policy has been implemented for almost ten years. Wang Zhu and his wife have also given birth to ten years, giving birth to four daughters in succession, and punishing the family to the point of poverty.

Old Man Wang is fifty-eight years old this year. Every winter, he has to go to the city to work with his son, so he can raise a fine for his son.

After ten years, my family has not saved a penny, and there is no valuable thing. My family’s house is the most dilapidated in Xiaoqinghe Village.

But the family seemed to be insidious and wanted to have a son even if they fought to the death.

Finally, this year, Wang Zhu's wife successfully gave birth to a fat boy weighing eight pounds after she died half her life.

But Wang Zhu and his son were so happy that even though they were fined 3,000 yuan and borrowed a lot of debts, they were so happy that they couldn't stop talking about it every day.

In the past, Wang Zhu and Zhu Maocai were brothers and had a good relationship in private.

Now that Wang Zhu has a son, he suddenly feels that his waist is thrusting up, and Zhu Maocai has a little bit of aloofness.

"Yes, I'm not going to give birth."

Feng Che spoke so frankly. He glanced at Wang Zhu, who was smug, and caught the faint peeping gaze around him from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He suddenly asked, "Brother Wang, do you don't like your son? Or is your son the enemy of your previous life?"

"Nonsense, how can I not like my son?" You can insult Wang Zhuqiong, but you must not insult his sincerity towards his son!

Feng Che raised his eyebrows, "Then I don't understand. Since you like your son so much, why do you still give birth to him and suffer poverty?"

Wang Zhu:...

What does it mean? This is just a corner calling me poor?

Feng Che continued, "Look at my elder brother-in-law, that's what I really love for my son. There are houses in the county and town, there are also food restaurants where you can eat gold every day, and there are small foreign houses and motorcycles at home. My nephew has so much wealth since he was born, so he enjoys so much happiness."

Feng Che glanced at Wang Zhu again and said bluntly, "Brother Wang, your son is in trouble. He doesn't want anything, just a few broken tiled houses and a lot of debts. Tsk tsk, just like that, do you still say you like your son?"

Wang Zhu instinctively wanted to argue, but he couldn't say it.

Because Feng Che was telling the truth, his family really had no money and borrowed 3,000 yuan in debt.

With their family’s annual income of three to five hundred yuan, this debt will be paid for five or six years without eating or drinking.

But the problem is that their family of eight or nine people still have to eat and their children go to school. In this way, it will take at least ten years to pay off their debts.

By then, my son will grow up, and I should consider building a house for my son and marrying a wife.

Now it is not as good as before. You can get a wife back by giving some food and adding some money.

There are three turns and one sound, and there are thirty-six legs, and there is no ten thousand yuan, so don’t even think about it.

In this way, you have to bear debts when getting married.

But is it done after getting married?

Think beautifully!

It's time to have children when you get married.

If the son also gave birth to three or five daughters in one breath, he would not be able to pay the fine.

No, no, I can't think about it any further, the more I think about it, the more I feel scared!

Wang Zhu always felt that Feng Che’s words were wrong, but he couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

With his face blushed for a long time, Wang Zhu roared, "What are you talking about? Everyone wants to have a son, are you all wrong?"

Feng Che grinned, "Everyone is not as poor as you. Moreover, who said everyone is like this? People in the city only have one daughter?"

"They can't do that. Besides, can we compare our countryside with the city?"

Speaking of this, Wang Zhu had a lyrics. He said to Feng Che earnestly: "Maocai, it's not that brother said you. In our countryside, if you don't have a son, you will be a family member, and if you don't have a family member, you will be looked down upon. Some people in the village are bullied, and you don't have a helper. It's different to have a son. A strong man stood behind you, and no one dared to mess with you!"

"I think that as long as I have the ability, no one dares to bully me without a son."

Feng Che replied proudly.

Wang Zhu: That's nothing nonsense, but the problem is that they are all ordinary people, they rely on their son to support their storefront.

Neither of the two convinced each other and parted in disagreement.

But what they said was spread.

When the villagers heard about it, especially when they heard Feng Che's words, they couldn't help but be stunned: Since the family has no money, they are not worthy of having a son?!

But thinking about it is true, since he is such a precious son, why do you have to give birth to him and suffer poverty?

But the problem is that there is only one Liu Changshan in the entire Xiaoqinghe Village. Shouldn’t anyone else have a son besides him?

Liu Changshan was very satisfied after hearing this.

It was indeed my brother-in-law, and what he said sounded so comfortable.

Liu Changshan is capable and has made a huge family business for his son, so he is the one who feels most desirable to his son.

It’s a pity that he is born with weak sperm, so he probably only has one child in his life.

Otherwise, he will definitely give birth to several more.

Anyway, he has money and the ability to make money, and he can afford to support his sons!

Feng Che said this, and no one in the village would snatch him from his son in person, because they didn't want Feng Che to point at the nose and say, "You don't have money, you're cheating him if you give birth to a son."

Old Mrs. He was desperate, nothing could do?

Obviously, someone else is gossiped about, and he will give birth to a son desperately. Why can’t he be here at her Baoer?

The old lady cried, made trouble, and pretended to be sick, but Feng Che and Annie should serve him, and she would be scolded if she should be scolded, but she would not let go.

The old lady could only watch her son and daughter-in-law treat her three daughters as treasures, eat delicious food, wear new clothes, and everything is better than other children.

Zhu Zhaodi, oh no, it was when Zhu Mingli was just six years old when she was sent to the town to study.

Zhu Mingjiao was also sent to the kindergarten in the town.

Nowadays, no rural children go to kindergartens. They are all older and younger, and they are just like free-range children. They don’t go to school until they are old.

But the daughter of the Zhu family is more precious than her son, which has caused a lot of discussion in the village.

Feng Che did not continue to be a carpenter, but began to develop in the direction of wood carving.

The master Zhu Daniu found for him was a traditional old artist with a unique skill in wood carving.

However, after liberation, China advocated simplicity and simplicity. The old artist also had a keen sense of smell. He no longer carved and became a carpenter.

Because his ingredients are pretty good and his woodworking skills are good, he was recruited to work in a wooden factory in the town.

Zhu Maocai was originally just an apprentice under the old artist. There were several apprenticeships with him, and they were not the real disciples of the old artist.

I became a disciple in two or three years, and I only learned carpentry and simple carving.

Feng Che is not the original owner, and he has become a disciple and has not stopped interacting with the old artists.

The old artist has no children, only one wife, and the couple depend on each other for life.

Feng Che is like the old man's own son. He goes over and see if he has something to do. He takes his children to give holiday gifts to the old man during festivals.

The old couple had a headache and fever, and Feng Che and Annie ran forward and behind.

Once, an old artist fell down and Feng Che and his wife took care of him in the hospital for half a month. Whether it was a doctor, nurse or other patients' family members, they praised the old artist for being very blessed and had such a filial son and daughter-in-law.

People's hearts are full of flesh. When Feng Che is like Akagi, the old artist also thinks about how to repay him.

In addition to Feng Che's talent, the old artist finally took him under his sect after observing Feng Che for two years and began to teach him how to carve.

Zhu Maocai's craftsmanship is already good, and Feng Che has high control and strong soul, and he learns things very quickly. In less than a year, he learned the craftsmanship of the old artist.

Feng Che tried to carve a horse and fly a swallow when he was the first work he had done.

It happened that the year of the 9th year was the Year of the Horse. There was a businessman's zodiac year in the provincial capital. He heard that the disciple of Xun, a famous wood carving master in S Province, had already started his master and carved a work about horses. He rushed from the provincial capital and saw the handsome pegasus, which was very much loved.

He immediately offered a sky-high price of 20,000 yuan and bought the horse-traveling swallow.

It was not until then that Old Mrs. He realized that the old carpenter who was useless in her eyes was so famous and had so many connections in the province.

Feng Che relied on his relationship with Mr. Xun to become a wood carving master in the new era.

A work can easily sell tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Old Mrs. He is both proud and sad. Her son is so capable, and she earns more money in a year than others in her life.

The key is that he is not tired, he can only make money calculated in tens of thousands of dollars by holding a carving knife for one or two months.

But why didn't he think about giving birth to a grandson for her?

Seeing that the house at home has been built into a three-story building, which is even more grand than the second-story building in Liu Changshan.

When it comes to the richest man in Xiaoqinghe Village, the village names will also point directly to the Zhu family.

The three daughters of the Zhu family were even raised like petite ladies in the city. They were fair and gentle, and there was no trace of the yellow-haired girl back then.

Even Zhu Mingjiao has lost her inferiority and sensitivity when she was young. The little girl is very cheerful and lively. She is not very good at studying. After going to elementary school, she jumped to the next level and was in the same class as her sister Zhu Mingli.

Two daughters, one first and the other second, are more promising than all the boys in the class.

The youngest, Zhu Mingfang, is five years old. The little girl has been spoiled by her parents since she can remember and is spoiled by her sister, but she has not become a naughty child. Instead, she is cute and cute.

Even if Mrs. He meets her granddaughter's little face that looks similar to her son, she can't help but smile.

Everything goes well in the family, and only one son is missing.

Old Mrs. He was so anxious that she couldn't sleep all the time, and a layer of blisters appeared on her mouth.

Just when she wanted to die, An Xiaoni, whose belly had not moved for a long time, finally got news...
Chapter completed!