There was no doubt, no questioning, a calm, almost unturbulent sentence, but Song Qingyuan heard a deep sigh inside.

After speaking, Old Man Song fell silent.

Song Qingyuan also fell silent, and the three of them each occupied a corner, relatively speechless.

Just when Old Man Song thought that Song Qingyuan would not speak anymore and was about to send her back.

The crisp voice finally sounded, "Master, am I thinking alone?" ”

Old Man Song was slightly stunned.

Song Qingyuan said again, "Master, I'm just a child, if only I want to, then today's thing is impossible to achieve." ”

"In fact, the master knows very well in his heart that the big room is willing, the second room is willing, and even the most honest third room is also willing."

"Because everybody has selfish intentions."

Song Qingyuan slowly stood up and slowly approached, "Master, I don't think there's anything wrong with being selfish. ”

"On the contrary, it is precisely because we are selfish that we are individuals."

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Song Qingyuan's voice slowed down, "Master, remember what happened during the wheat harvest." ”

Old Man Song looked up, his old face was lost in the events of that day, how could he forget.

The whole family went out to work, and only three people remained.

When he mentioned it, he felt ashamed.

Seeing that Old Man Song remembered, Song Qingyuan continued, "The whole family worked together, but there were only three people left in the field, why is this? ”

Song Qingyuan asked and answered to himself, "The big room thinks, without me, there is a second room, and the second room thinks, without me, there is a third room!" ”

"Because every man is pointing at someone else." So in the end, the people almost ran out.

Song Qingyuan sighed softly, "Master, we might as well think about it from a different angle." In addition to the uncle, there was a fixed tael every month in the family, what did my father and my third uncle earn? ”

No! Old Man Song said in his heart, the second child relied on him to press, and earned dozens of dollars at the dock, and the third child made up some things at home and occasionally subsidized subsidies.

Old Man Song admitted in his heart that they didn't earn much money for their family, and they never got a lot of money back.

Old Man Song vaguely understood what Song Qingyuan meant.

"If my father and my third uncle continue to do nothing, then today's paper is a blank sheet of paper for them."

"If they do make money, it proves that they can be independent."

"Master, you should be happy for them!"

"Master, we are all members of the Song family, even if the money we earn in the future will not go to the public school, it will still be surnamed Song, and it will still belong to the son and grandson of the master."

"Won't the money in the public be inherited by the Song family's three rooms in the future!" Song Qingyuan asked softly.

In the end, he said, "Master, our Song family is not separated, we will always be a family." We don't even have a share of the property, because we don't have any property in our houses. ”

"Master, this paper document just gave each room the motivation to struggle, if because of this, each room really made a fortune, the better it is, the better it is, the master should be happy."

"If nothing is done in the houses, we just go back to the way they were. For the Song family, there was no loss. ”

After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, she waited quietly, she believed that Old Man Song would figure it out.

Old Man Song sighed deeply, "It's because I'm in the picture, and I haven't even figured it out to a child." ”

Old Man Song patted Song Qingyuan's head, "You're right, everyone has selfish intentions, so the property belongs to the public, and they all count on others and won't do anything." ”

"I let each house save for each room, and they will fight for themselves, and they don't need me to urge them at all." Old Man Song said.

"That's right! That's it! Song Qingyuan nodded, just like when the wheat was harvested, the old man later divided the plot, and with the responsibility, everyone would do their own thing.

Whoever finishes it will go home, and no one will be lazy.

In the same way, whoever earns whom, no one counts on anyone else anymore.

"Each room struggles separately, the master controls the overall situation in the public, if which room is not good, the master can also check and help the helper, at this time, the rooms will be helped up, it is better than the master" Song Qingyuan paused.

Old Man Song understood, "It's better than me a hundred years later, I don't know what's going on after my death." ”

At the same time, inside the courtyard of the Song family.

Song Chengzhong had a dark face and patted Song Chengyi's shoulder, "Second brother, it's as you want again"

"Big brother, you can't say that, big brother has also benefited, hasn't he?" Song Chengyi smiled, "Eating and drinking are counted at home, and the eldest brother's monthly savings can buy a few acres of land, how good." ”

"You have to be the second oldest than you, and you have a girl who will make money!" Song Chengzhong snorted, if it weren't for the monthly case, he wouldn't have been able to join forces with the second child.

If he wins, he has ten acres of land, and if he fails, he can still buy a family business.

"Second brother, don't forget what you promised me," Song Chengzhong reminded.

"Big brother, don't worry, I'm Song Chengyi to speak, one to spit and one ding, I will do it when I say it." Song Chengyi patted his chest and assured in a voice.

"I hope so!" Song Chengzhong put down a sentence and looked at San Lang with a complicated expression, San Lang's results were actually above Da Lang, this result was unexpected.

The luck of the second child is really good, Song Chengzhong grinded his teeth fiercely, and looked at Da Lang with deep meaning, "Work hard!" ”

Da Lang's ears were red, and he didn't take the San Lang exam, so he also felt very ashamed.

On the other side, Song Chengyi smiled and approached San Lang, "Good son, don't embarrass your father!" After that, he proudly raised his eyebrows at Song Chengzhong.

In exchange, Song Chengzhong snorted coldly.

Song Chengyi didn't care, showing off to himself.

San Lang looked at Song Chengyi suspiciously, "Dad, what do you mean by what you said to your uncle?" ”

"Nothing! What can it mean! Song Chengyi waved his hand and entered the second room, Li's, San Lang, Erlang, and Shilang all followed, and San Lang won the middle, which was a great joy in the second room.

Song Chengyi sat on the kang, "Ming'er, I have to celebrate my son." ”

"Dad, will you set up a banquet for my third brother?" Shiro licked his lips. In his heart, the banquet is equal to big fish and big meat.

He still remembered how meaty the banquet at home was when Old Man Song was promoted to an official and set up a banquet.

"Pendulum! Gotta swing! Li said loudly, hugging San Lang with a smile, "Mother's good son, whether my mother can be an old lady in the future, I count on you." ”

San Lang pressed Da Lang down, and Li Shi looked at Sun's face, and felt comfortable in his heart, and he couldn't wait to pick San Lang up. One by one, they circled around Saburo.

San Lang had a straight face, and he didn't smile at all, "Dad, tell me, what did you mean by what you said to Uncle just now?" ”

Saburo's immature face took on a questioning look.

"You kid!" Li looked at San Lang with disgust, "Why are you asking so much!" Listen to your father! ”

"Mother also knows?" Saburo was surprised.

"Uh," Lee obediently shut up.

"Dad, mother, if you don't say it, I'll go to the master and tell the master what I just said." Saburo got up to leave.

"Hey! Don't go! Don't go! Li hurriedly dragged San Lang, "You said that you kid, who are you like, like your sister, you threaten your father and mother at every turn." ”

"Then you tell me the truth," Saburo said persistently.

"Nothing!" Song Chengyi chirped and said triumphantly, "That's it, it was designed by your father and me." ”

What the? Two exclamations rang out at the same time.

Song Qingyuan pushed open the door, "Dad, what did you just say, you say it again!" ”

Li shrunk his neck, always feeling that his daughter's face was wrong, and whispered, "Your father said that this was all designed by him." ”