When all the men came back, Yuan Wense found that the old man had been helped in by Tong Shurong and Lao Shi.

The old man's body is also magical. Even though it has become so rotten, he still has a breath left. Even if he doesn't swallow it, he always seems to be quite alive.

How strange.

How could he survive, walk, talk, and laugh?

Do you rely on the courage given by Miss Liang Jingru?

He sat next to the old lady. After sitting down, the adults and children took their seats respectively. The naughty children who had just been having fun also calmed down. This was the etiquette of the ancients.

In formal occasions, regardless of the arrogant child, he must observe this etiquette and never act recklessly.

The old man coughed: "This year has passed, and a new year has arrived."

This opening statement was obviously commonplace for everyone, so many juniors looked down at their hands, and a few children, both old and young, even yawned.

Obviously, Mrs. Tong’s opening remarks are an eternal rule.

"Our Tong family, the Shili family, has been in Yu's hands for thirty-eight years. It has prospered. Not only does it have a large number of people, but it also has more people every year and more acres every year. It has developed to this day and is considered a well-known family. Our ancestors have knowledge.

, will also be pleased. Boss, how many new things have been added to our home this year."

Master Tong obviously didn't expect this and glanced at Mrs. Tong.

If the housekeeper's power is not in the hands of the old lady, Mrs. Tong will obviously fool around with a few words, and no one will check the detailed accounts anyway.

But now, it doesn't work anymore.

Mrs. Tong's face froze and she shook her head slightly.

Mr. Tong frowned and said, "It seems that the harvest this year is not good. The harvest is not as good as in previous years, but there is no more acres."

"No?" Mrs. Tong seemed a little confused, so she looked at her eldest son and asked again.

Mr. Tongda said bravely: "It's not going to be good this year."

He secretly scolded his wife for being an idiot. Even if he spent 200 taels of silver to add more than ten acres of land, he could also say that he had bought a small village. At the end of the year, he couldn't save 200 taels, so he gave up.

Father speaks.

Mrs. Tong coughed, turned away from his son, and touched the cup with his hand, probably intending to put it away for the New Year.

Mr. Tong Er said displeasedly: "In the past few decades, there have been times when the performance was worse than now. That would only delay the harvest in the fields, not the shop."

Master Tong said: "This year coincides with the return of my third brother. Maybe I have spent a little more. Anyway, the accounts are clear. Let's not talk about these mundane things during the New Year."

Mr. Tong Er sneered: "Cuties, our family has never been the aristocratic family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Without these customs purchased by my father, how would the Tong family be today?"

That's what he said, but the four brothers at the table, two biological brothers, started a war, which really made people don't know what to say.

Mr. Tong said: "No matter what it is, let's talk about it after the New Year. We won't be able to get away with it if we pay it to my mother! Why bother arguing about it during the Chinese New Year? After all, it is rare for our family to be neat and tidy this year."

Mr. Tong San said bitterly: "It's rare. Next time we won't dare to come here to celebrate the New Year. We only stayed here for a few months, and it actually delayed my sister-in-law from adding more land. It seems like these acres have been added over the years."

It’s all because I didn’t come here to celebrate the New Year.”
Chapter completed!