Chapter 133 Grandpa, my name is Qin Manman

Author: A willow tree in the eternal blue sky

Chapter 133 Grandpa, my name is Qin Manman

Hearing this, Qing De shook his head and said, "A small part of them are back, but most of them are still staying in Yangcheng looking for some odd jobs."

Uncle Chai also sighed, "They won't be able to help much with farm work at home. It's not a problem to do some odd jobs in Yangcheng to support ourselves."

Qing Yun was a little helpless after hearing this.

Moreover, those young people have actually studied some books and attended a technical secondary school or something like that. It is human nature to not want to go back to the village and rely on one-third of an acre for food.

The output of one acre of land can only be so much, and there is a ceiling. It does not mean that more people mean more power.

Nowadays, it is not necessary to fight for land and water as in ancient times.

"It's better to call them back and work right outside your home. It's much better than working outside where you don't know the place."

This sentence made everyone stunned. The old village chief rolled his eyes at him, "In front of your home? Where do you work? Yun Wazi, are you kidding me?"

Qing Yun was also stunned, then smiled bitterly, and patted his forehead, "It's my fault, I didn't make it clear."

After that, he thought for a while and continued, "Of the fresh fruits I collected, only first-class fruits will be sold directly to outsiders. I don't plan to sell second-class fruits and below."

When Uncle Chai heard this, he couldn't help but interjected, "Yunwazi, are you kidding me? The first-grade fruits account for no more than 30% of the total yield per acre. You don't want the second-grade fruits?"

Qing Yun shook his head, "Uncle Chai, listen to me. I'm going to process the remaining fruits into lemon products, such as lemon honey, dried lemons, lemon slices, and even lemon tea."

Qingde suddenly realized, "Are you planning to build a factory in the village?"

The old village chief smoked his pipe and said, "It's not in the village, it's in the countryside.

I know this, the township head said a few days ago that Yunwazi’s father-in-law plans to set up a processing factory here.”

"This is a good thing. If it is true, I will call Gouwazi and the others later to come back by car tomorrow." Qing Guangquan was happy upon hearing this.

Gou Wa Zi is his son. If you don’t tell your own son, who should you tell this kind of thing?

This time it was Qing Yun who was in a daze, "Don't be in such a hurry, right? It will take at least several months until the factory is repaired."

Uncle Chai gave him a gentle showdown, laughed and scolded him, "You just went to the city, and you don't know how the villagers make a living!"

Qing Yun felt a little aggrieved. The recruitment of workers would be at least three months away. Why come back so early?

Seeing that he hadn't figured it out yet, Uncle Chai nodded on the table, "Don't you want workers to repair the factory?"

"What they want is a building...oh, I understand."

Qing Yun almost slapped herself.

It would also be good to rely on the construction site to sell some things or even do some manual labor.

The old village chief smiled and patted his head, "Then let's set up an archway. Then the flowing water mat will be more lively."

Qing Guangquan came up with an idea, "Seventh uncle, how about holding a clan meeting to make it more grand? Gather all the people named Qing from Anyue."

"It's better not to do it. Some people will question Yun Wazi's bloodline."

The speaker was Qing De. Last time the old village chief opened the ancestral hall, there were many objections, thinking that Qing Yun’s origins were unknown.

The old village chief ignored them and turned to look at Qing Yun, "Yun Wazi, what do you think of the clan meeting?"

Qing Yun shook his head, "Forget it, why bother. Murakami just needs to recognize me."

In fact, he doesn't care at all who recognizes it or not.

What the hell are you in this age, and you still act like a clan?

It's as if no one is surprised.

Besides, it's the 21st century, and there are disciplines and national laws, so why don't we still dare to bring up the patriarchal system to say that things can't work?

Who among the young people cares about this?

It's all done by a bunch of old guys, it's not interesting.

The old village chief also saw his thoughts from his indifferent expression, touched his head again, and laughed,

"It's not a question of whether the village recognizes you or not. You're over 18, so I'll explain it to you..."

When Qing Yun heard this, he stood up and said, "Seventh Uncle, it's getting late. I'm going back."

The old village chief almost choked when he breathed. He put a crutch on his leg and became angry.

"Sit down! You have to listen today, whether you want to or not! Otherwise, you won't recognize me as my seventh uncle!"

The other uncles didn't dare to say anything when they saw this. After all, the old man was the clan leader, and they didn't dare to joke with him about blood.

Qing Yun gave a bitter smile, "Why bother? Seventh Uncle, I'm living a good life."

The old village chief turned around and asked his son Qingde to get the family tree, and then was silent for a while.

"Well, since you don't want to know your life experience...

Let me just say this, your surname is Qing and you have the blood of the Qing family, there is no doubt about it."

Qing Yun chuckled lightly and said nothing.

Ah, yes, yes.

Among a group of people who were less than 1.7 meters tall, a big man like him who was over 1.8 meters tall came out, which made it difficult for him to convince himself.

but……

Anyway, you are the patriarch, you can say whatever you want.

He also wanted to be named Qing, so that it would be more convenient when he went to the ancestral hall to burn incense for his grandfather.

Otherwise, it can only be burned outside the fence.

When the old village chief saw this, he also smiled bitterly. He opened the family tree and pointed at Qing Yun's column, "You don't have to doubt anything.

Think about it for yourself, why when your name is written in the genealogy, it is written as your grandfather's heir and grandson, not as an adopted grandson.

You should understand the difference, right?"

Qing Yun was stunned when he saw this.

It was indeed the first time for him to see a family tree.

after all……

No serious person can see this thing...

However, he knew that there was a strict distinction between heir, successor, successor and support.

The other uncles were also stunned.

The heir must be a direct nephew.

If the collateral line does not come out of the fifth service, it is called "successor".

Those who came out of the fifth service or simply had a foreign surname were called "Yang".

Qing Yun originally thought that he was an adopted grandson in the family tree, but this 'successor' was something he didn't expect at all.

The old village chief laughed and said, "I can tell you clearly that your surname is indeed Qing.

As for your biological parents...if you don't want to know, forget it.

Frankly speaking, we really can’t find your parents, so you can just pretend that they are all dead."

Hearing this, Qing Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes at the old village chief, "Seventh Uncle, what's the point of saying that... You don't have to say the last two sentences."

It's complete nonsense.

He didn't want to get entangled in this relationship at all.

After all, he was almost 40 before his rebirth.

His parents in his previous life never showed up when he was almost 40, so what's the point?

Even if there are difficulties, such as contributing to the country and going to the mountains and forests and the Gobi Desert, then if you don’t know, you don’t know.

Why add to your worries.

So even after listening to the old village chief's words, he didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

Everyone has their own choice, and after choosing, they must be responsible.

In his eyes, his parents were just deliverymen, nothing more.

When the old village chief saw this, it was hard to say anything. After all, he didn't know or dare to know no matter how many things happened.

Household registrations can be deleted, let alone family trees. Deletion, deletion, and modification are also normal.

but……

The old village chief gave him another big showdown. He pointed at the page of Qingyun's genealogy and said sternly, "Say! What should I do?"

Qing Yun blinked and looked at the three characters Tang Qianying written vertically next to his name, and was speechless.

This is all done by you lawless old men. It has nothing to do with me, Emperor Yun!
To be continued...