Courtyard houses: Those who are capable are rewarded, and many children bring many blessings.

"Perfect timing, take it over later so his grandfather can use it to make medicinal wine. Honey, has the investment in building a factory in Lüda been finalized?"

For so many years, Qin Xueru had never asked Niu Dazhuang about things outside. But today, when she suddenly asked, Niu Dazhuang knew something was wrong.

"It's settled. I've also spoken with Cheng Rui." Niu Dazhuang blocked that path first. If you want to arrange someone, fine, but only as your son's deputy or subordinate.

"You don't need to be so wary of me. I didn't mean to interfere. Husband, you've arranged everything perfectly for the sons, so you can't just ignore the daughters, can you?"

"I don't care. If they want to do something, they can come to me and I'll invest in them. But before investing, married couples need to sign a prenuptial agreement with their spouses."

"If you can accept the conditions, come on over. If not, I'll support them for two lifetimes." Niu Dazhuang didn't want to cause a huge divorce case.

Niu Dazhuang hasn't given his sons a single share of the projects they're currently working on; he's keeping it all for himself.

"Are you getting senile? You're just trying to sow discord between the young couple!"

"If you don't accept it, you don't have to come. I can afford to support them."

"If you won't take care of it, then I will!" Qin Xueru currently has at least several million yuan, if not ten million. That's why she speaks with such confidence.

In today's society, the term "ten-thousand-yuan household" is very popular. If a family has ten thousand yuan, they are considered rich. Only families like Niu Dazhuang's don't treat ten or twenty thousand yuan as money.

Without spending millions, you could buy another Niujia Hutong. The current two-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) is about 600-700 square meters and costs only 60,000-70,000 yuan. It's a well-maintained, nice-environment place that you can move into right away.

It's cheaper in the southern part of the city, around 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a set

The scale of management by this couple is on a completely different level. Niu Dazhuang believes that the investment should be in the hundreds of millions.

Qin Xueru's so-called management should be in the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

"Fine, mind your own business. If you cause trouble, you'll suffer the consequences yourself, and don't come to me complaining."

"Hey, you old fool, why don't you say that disciplining your son caused conflicts?"

"Old Niu, how come I never noticed before that you were so sexist?" Jingru and Xueru stood to the side.

Meiru remained silent.

"Don't argue with me. If my son is disobedient and makes me angry, I can hit him a couple of times to vent my anger. If he doesn't follow the way I tell him to do, I can fix him! Can my daughter do that? And my son-in-law is even less of a possibility."

"Our daughter is very obedient! This kind of thing would never happen!"

"Come on! Was it He tide who was obedient, or He Yang who was obedient, or Xiao Dang Huaihua who was obedient?"

No, only Huaihua listens to Huairu a little. You all honestly tell me, of these three sisters, which one can you really control?

Thinking of his daughters gave Niu Dazhuang a headache. The ones in this family were a little better, but the most disobedient one was Yu Lisheng's eldest daughter, Niu Hewei, who was already thirty and still single.

Yu Lisheng's second daughter, Niu Heran, is already married and about to have a baby, while her eldest daughter is still single.

Niu Dazhuang tried to talk to the eldest daughter twice, but it was no use. In the end, Niu Dazhuang simply gave up and let her decide her own life.

Niu Dazhuang's words left the three sisters speechless.

This girl is all grown up and disobedient. She's much harder to manage than my son. I can't hit her, and I can't scold her. If I say anything too harsh, she won't come back. You can't help but worry when the adults can't find her.

If the son gets beaten up, he'll run away. He'll come back whenever he runs out of money.

Even worse, some girls feel wronged at home, run away, meet a man who is kind and caring, and think he is the best person in the world, eventually running away with him.

The kindness of parents raising their children for over twenty years cannot compare to the kindness of a few meals from someone else. There are quite a few women like this.

"What kind of meeting is this, so serious?" Just as the four were speechless, Niu Chengqun trotted into the house.

Looking at Dad's smug expression and then at Mom and his two aunts' gloomy faces, it was clear that Dad had the upper hand.

"Why don't you guys continue, I'll come back later."

"We have nothing to say to him, you two can talk!" With that, Qin Xueru led her two sisters away angrily.

Niu Chengqun gave his father a thumbs up: "In our family, only you can make my mother lose face!"

"Dad, you need to regain your masculinity and put an end to this trend of women dominating the household. If you don't set a good example, I'll be completely controlled by my wife all the time."

"You brat, you're incompetent and you're trying to cling to me. I don't want to get involved in family matters. So, what is it?"

"Dad, you are my own father, I am your own son, and the eldest son. Whether I can live a happy life in my later years depends on you."

"Is it that serious? Tell me about it."

Niu Chengqun was a little embarrassed to speak, so he cleared his throat first: "Ahem... I heard from my grandfather that you received a kind of inheritance when you were young..." He glanced at Niu Dazhuang's expression halfway through his sentence.

"I almost forgot about this after all these years. It is true. I'll go get it for you in a bit." Niu Dazhuang got up and went to the bedroom.

That secretary's book is kept in Niu Dazhuang's personal space. Niu Dazhuang doesn't want even his own son to know about this secret of his personal space.

Pretending to have made a trip to a strange place, he took out the document that the old lama had given to his secretary years ago: "This is the original. Take it back and memorize it before returning it to me. Or you can hand-draw one yourself."

This is a family heirloom, not to be passed on to outsiders! How far you progress depends on your own ability; no one can help you with that.

Niu Chengqun carefully accepted the silk handkerchief with both hands, and was about to open it...

"I'll watch it when I get back." Niu Dazhuang felt awkward, just like watching Japanese adult films. You can watch them with your buddies, but you can't watch them with your elders. That's the point.

Some things can be passed down, while others cannot. No matter how powerful a skill is, it cannot change the inherent characteristics of a man.

The cattle walked away happily in herd.

Even after they reached the front gate, Qin Xueru was still reminding them from behind, "Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, come early."

Niu Chengqun didn't even turn his head, just waved to indicate that he understood, and quickly rode back to his own little home.

He eagerly opened the silk handkerchief in his hand...

After looking at it carefully, he called his wife over. This was a matter between the two of them, and it was fine if his wife didn't cooperate.

Upon seeing the screen, Linlin laughed and scolded, "This isn't nearly as good as the video."

"What do you know? This is a family heirloom. Look carefully, we'll have to follow it in a bit."

"How can this be? Shouldn't we do whatever is comfortable? I can't learn that."

"Hehe, I can't remember them either, let's learn as we watch..."

On Lunar New Year's Eve, Niu Chengzhi and Niu Chengrui, who were in Hong Kong Island, also rushed back. Niu Chengrui didn't come back alone.