The people of the Tang Dynasty were rich and rich. Five-min-money money was nothing for middle-class families, but it was a very large amount for Chen Laoshi, the head of the extremely poor family. How could he not be excited?

Seeing Chen Laoshi's excited look, Chen Wanrong remembered something that he would never forget for his life. In another world, when he was admitted to university, his family was financially insecurity and could not afford to pay for the tuition. For his college years, his father had to borrow money from relatives and friends, and a relative borrowed a thousand yuan. This relative was dozens of miles away from home, and his father covered the thousand yuan with his hands and walked dozens of miles. This matter is unbelievable, but it was a real personal experience. (Note: This is a real thing that happened in my hometown.)

Chen Houshi was so excited, Chen Wanrong was extremely familiar with him and felt very kind, comforting Chen Houshi: "Dad, this is just the beginning. In the future, we will become richer and better life will be better and better."

"Yeah." Chen Laoshi said huh in his nose, and he could no longer hold it back. Tears in his eyes surged out and he hurriedly wiped it dry with his hands: "Wanrong, you have grown up, you have grown up! With you, the burden on his father's shoulders will be much lighter! Dad is happy, happy!" He covered his face with his hands and sobbed gently.

Looking at Chen Laoshi's rough face, Chen Wanrong knew that this face not only carved the vicissitudes of time, but also the heavy burden of supporting his family. For decades, the burden of life for the family has been on his shoulders. Now the eldest son will make a lot of money. He felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much lighter. Finally, someone shared the burden of the family with him. He was excited after relief.

"Dad, don't cry!" Chen Zairong cleverly patted Chen Laoshi's back and enlightened Chen Laoshi: "Brother has made a lot of money, and I am so capable. Dad, when I grow up, I will make money with me together, so that you can live a good life and no longer suffer and get tired. Life will get better and better."

Chen Houshi wiped his tears and smiled: "No matter how glorious, how did you say, a child? Where is your father crying? There is sand in his eyes, can't you rub it?" His smile was bright, with tears marks, and he was childish and naughty.

Chen Wang gave him a blank look and reached out to help him wipe his tears: "Old man, look at you, your family is still stubborn. The duck's moral character is that it is so cooked all over, but it can't be cooked even if it opens its mouth."

Chen Laoshi took Chen Wang's hand and stroked it on the back of her hand. Chen Wangshi pulled it back hard, her face turned red, she glared at him, and said embarrassedly: "It's so furious."

Chen Wanrong and Chen Zairong raised their heads at the same time, rolled their eyes and looked at the roof. Chen Wanrong looked at the thatch: "Zairong, do you think this thatch should be replaced?"

Chen Zairong's performance skills are even more exaggerated than Chen Wanrong. He pointed to the roof: "Brother, look, the thatch there is rotten. Fortunately, it's winter. If it's hot, insects will definitely fall off. It's time to change it."

Chen Laoshi looked strange and looked up at the roof, teaching people a lesson: "Where has it gone? It was replaced last fall, new ones, why do you always like to talk nonsense? You can tell your eyes clearly before you speak."

Chen Wangshi understood that the two brothers pretended not to see the little movements of their old couple, so they used the roof to talk about it. They pinched Chen Laoshi's back and scolded Chen Laoshi's cry of pain: "Old man, you are a lump of wood!"

"Me?" Chen Laoshi asked in surprise at first, then understood, and changed the topic and stuffed the money into Chen Wanrong's hands: "Wanrong, you can keep this money."

Chen Wanrong then withdrew his gaze from looking at the roof and handed the money to Chen Wangshi: "Mom, you keep it."

A flower bloomed on Chen Wang's face, and his eyes were gone with a smile, and he did not answer: "Wanrong, you earn this money, just collect it."

"Mom, you all eat in the same pot. What's wrong with you and I, I don't have it? Is it different for you to collect it?" Chen Wanrong insisted on fulfilling his filial piety. His parents' money was eventually spent on his children. Even if Chen Wang accepted it, he would not spend it himself. But Chen Wanrong did this like this, after all, was a pleasant thing. Which parent would not like his son's filial piety?

Not only did Chen Wang smile at the ear of his mouth, but Chen Laoshi couldn't help but touch his hot face: "Wanrong, you should be the same as your mother's. You have grown up and should have your own private money. Save some money and save it to beg for your wife."

If it were in the past, he would have been honest and unceremonious to collect all Chen Wanrong's private money, and announced in public that it was the first time in his life that Chen Wanrong had saved his private money. This proved that Chen Wanrong's status in his mind had greatly improved and relieved him.

Continuing the family line is the most important thing for Chinese people. It has not changed for thousands of years. No parent is not worried about it. Chen Wangshi is no exception. He said this. Chen Wang also deeply agreed with this: "Wanrong, you have to be more careful and have you ever liked a girl? If so, tell my mother, ask the matchmaker to propose marriage. Old man, Wanrong is so capable and will make a lot of money. Where can I find a matching girl?"

Chen Houshi nodded violently and praised Chen Wanrong: "We have to be more careful and find one for Wanrong. We must be virtuous, kind, and able to serve others so that we can avoid being humiliated by my Wanrong."

Modern society is free love, and Chen Wanrong is the beneficiary of it. He pursues a girlfriend who is as beautiful as a flower and understanding. Unfortunately, he is in two different worlds and it is difficult to meet again in this life. When he thinks of his girlfriend, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but feel sad and changed the topic: "Dad, mother, I went to the town to buy some raw materials and made Boss Li's things."

This is the main thing, Chen Laoshi hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Wanrong, this matter must be done earlier. Boss Li has paid the deposit, so he must do it first. We are poor, but we can't do things that are sloppy. If we take other people's money, we have to do things for them."

Chen Laoshi is very poor, he is not a failure in being a human being. His words reveal the simplicity of the country people.

Chen Wangshi thought even further and said, "Old man, Wanrong goes to buy raw materials, there are a lot of things, you can help with it."

I was indeed not thinking about it, but I didn't expect this. Chen Laoshi slapped his forehead and agreed with her proposal: "Wanrong, Dad will go with you. Dad doesn't understand chemical engineering, Dad still has some strength to help you carry something."

"Dad, you don't have to go, I'll go." Chen Zairong volunteered.

Chen Wang immediately objected: "Another honor, you were injured, so you should rest and let your father go."

Chen Zairong raised his head and thrust his chest, pretending to be indifferent: "Mom, look, do I seem to be injured? What is this injury? I can't lift my hand, but I can still carry it. Brother, do you think?" His left eye flashed at Chen Wanrong, as if conveying some meaning.

Chen Wanrong saw it and thought that he must have something to say to him at this opportunity. He nodded and said, "Dad, please rest. This matter is enough for Zairong and I."

"Dad has been busy all his life, how can he rest?" Chen Laoshi said this, feeling really happy and his face shining.

Chen Zairong picked up a backpack from the corner of the house and urged him: "Brother, let's go now."

"Okay!" Chen Wanrong knew that he was eager to talk to him, so he responded and said goodbye to Chen Wangshi: "Dad, mother, we're leaving."

Chen Laoshi did not act like a parent this time, nor did he speak in an orderly tone, but said very warmly: "Go early and go back early. People come and go on the official road. Be careful and don't have any trouble."

"Old man, why do you say such unlucky words?" Chen Wang scolded and reminded: "Wanrong, don't listen to your father. There is nothing wrong with the family, don't worry, buy all the things you should buy before coming back."

Chen Zairong put the basket on his back and waved to the two elders: "Dad, mom, we're leaving. We'll be back soon."

The two brothers left, Chen Laoshi and Chen Wangshi rushed out of the house, watching the two disappear, and then returned to the house. Chen Laoshi went to work on his wooden work again, and a bang sound came from the house.

After a long journey, Chen Wanrong asked, "After Rong, what do you have to say to me?"

"Brother, I thought about it all night last night, but I still want to join the army. Brother, can you tell your parents and ask them to let me go?" Chen Zairong looked at Chen Wanrong, full of expectations.

Everyone understands that the Anbei Protectorate now recruits brave men, and will inevitably have major military operations against the Turks within the year. Once they go to the battlefield, life and death will be unpredictable. Chen Zairong's blood spills on the battlefield, and the two elders still don't know how to be sad. Chen Chen can't think about it, and the possibility of wiping his neck is not without.
Chapter completed!