As soon as he heard that Yun Xiuqing bought pigs just to kill them, his eyes glared at the old man: "what do we do when we kill them? We eat all the pork. You stupid, a pig costs one or two silver. If you buy two breeds of pigs, we'll raise them, and then we'll give birth to piglets. It's good to sell them. A sow has to give birth to seven or eight of them."
"Dad, you are really good at business." Yun Xiuqing smiles and flatters his father: "Dad, I can't raise pigs. You have to help me raise them, but the money sold by pigs is yours, and the loss is mine."
Father Yun immediately shook his head and refused. He said solemnly, "Qing Niang, whatever your father can raise for you, but you can't give your father money."
"Why?" Yunxiuqing didn't know why Baiyun's father did it. It seemed that he was drawing a line with her. Yunxiuqing was a little disappointed.
Father Yun pacified and patted Yun Xiuqing on the shoulder: "Qing Niang, father can't ask for your money. If father wants your money, the family will be restless again. If Qing Niang really wants to be filial to her father, then Qing Niang will buy things for her father. It's not the same as giving silver."
Yunxiuqing thinks about the mean Yunfu, the lazy Yunming Xiao, and the clever way of calculating all day. Yunxiuqing thinks that father Yun is right. She will buy food for him in the future. Even if she gives him money, how many children can she spend on him.
When Yun Xiuqing saw that his father was not drawing a clear line with himself, he was in a good mood again.
Yun's father raised his eyes to Yun Xiuqing. Seeing that Yun Xiuqing was in a good mood, he spoke slowly: "Qing Niang, my father still thinks it's better for you to go out on your own."
Yun Xiuqing nods. Of course, she knows how good it is to live alone. No one bothers her. She can do whatever she wants. But now she just doesn't trust him. She's afraid that if she leaves, he will suffer.
"Dad, don't you want me?" Yun Xiuqing joked with his father with a smile.
"What nonsense, how can I not want you, qingniang? My father thinks that if you go out and have an independent door, you will be much happier than in this house." Father Yun is sincere and sincere.
Yun Xiuqing knows the meaning of his words, but she can't leave him in this wolf's den: "Dad, I know what you mean, but you don't want to go with me, and I can't see you when I go. I don't know how you live in this house. How can I rest assured?"
"Qingniang, they dare not bully me, because the title deed of this house is still in my hand. One day, they have to offer it to me. If you think about it carefully, is that right?" Father Yun has been thinking about this for some time, but he hasn't found a chance to speak. This time, he has to let Yun Xiuqing leave this blood sucking home anyway.
Yun Xiuqing thinks about his words carefully. If the title deed of the ancestral house is really in his hands, she can move out safely. In addition, she often gives him some food, which makes him feel a sense of crisis. He thinks that he will give his ancestral house to her before he dies, and he will surely give it to him as his ancestor.
"Dad, is that true?" Yun Xiuqing asked suspiciously with an eyebrow. She was afraid that father Yun would lie to her.
"Of course it's true. The title deed is still in my father's hands. Let's go. I'll show you." Uncle Yun didn't expect that Yun Xiuqing still had so much heart, and he immediately gave a angry smile.
Yun Xiuqing nods and follows his father back to his room. When Yun Xiuqing enters the door, she looks around for fear that someone will peek.
As soon as father Yun turned his head, he saw that Yun Xiuqing was arresting the thief. He couldn't help laughing: "what are you looking at, Qing Niang?"
Yunxiuqing embarrassed smile, face instantly burned up: "did not see what, I just think the door should be closed."