This practice, which occurred in previous years, was essentially a simple mention by Grandpa Su during the New Year's Eve dinner, briefly stating how much income the family earned and how much they spent.
For the Su family, they basically lost money every year, so there wasn't much to discuss.
But this year, everyone's faces were glowing with confidence.
Amidst the lively atmosphere, the family began to tally their income for the year.
Su Shouwen smiled and said, "In previous years, Grandpa always tallied the income. This year, why don't we juniors start? Each of us can share our earnings?"
Grandpa Su strongly agreed.
He was old now, and the younger generation had all grown into adults.
Old Su looked at his son's smug expression and couldn't help but scold, "You little rascal, your father is in his prime, and you're already planning to seize power?"
Su Shouwen chuckled.
"Why are you blaming him? My eldest grandson is more capable than you!" Grandma Su glared at her son with dissatisfaction.
Old Su touched his nose and fell silent.
Whatever his mother said was final.
He just didn't believe how much money such a brat could earn.
He and his second brother had made quite a bit of money raising pigs this year.
Although Su Xiaotian didn't know exactly how much Su Shouwen had earned,
She could guess that the amount was definitely not comparable to what Old Su and his wife had made.
With the mood of watching a show, Su Xiaotian formally sat down with a plate of sunflower seeds.
As expected, after confidently looking around, Su Shouwen began.
"I'll report my earnings this year first. Besides my studies, which were passable, my economic situation was also quite good."
Old Su chided, "You brat, why are you being so mysterious? Get to the point!"
There was nothing to say about studies; no one in their family was bad at them.
Not to mention others, wasn't Manxiu also a writer?
And she started late in that field.
Seeing his father's anxious look, Su Shouwen spoke unhurriedly.
"This year, I earned a total of one thousand four hundred and fifty-six yuan. Four hundred and fifty-six yuan came from translation, and I earned one thousand yuan from doing business with Chi Yiyuan."
What?
Old Su was so shocked that the peanut he was holding didn't reach his mouth but instead fell onto the kang.
Had this brat misspoken?
One thousand four hundred and fifty-six yuan?
The most capable families in the brigade, in this good year, only had an income of over two hundred yuan.
And they were already envied by others.
How could he, a greenhorn brat, earn so much?
Just like him, Old Su's second son and his wife, and Wang Xianghua, were also unwilling to believe it.
Even Su Manxiu and Chen Zi'an, the couple, showed a slight hint of astonishment.
They were living in the south now and considered themselves to have seen more money.
But that was only for people who specifically did business. Su Shouwen hadn't even graduated yet, and he had already earned so much?
The couple exchanged glances.
"It's different when you go to college. Shouwen can already earn big money."
When Qi Liangying said this, her expression was a little unnatural, even a bit envious.
But everyone pretended not to notice.
Qi Liangying was naturally a person with many thoughts, so it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable hearing this news.
Next was Su Ciliang.
Su Ciliang smiled and put on a mysterious air.
However, what he said was quite smug, making people want to hit him.
"My earnings this year aren't great, just a little better than my elder brother's!"
Su Shouwen looked at his second brother with disdain, never having seen such a person, so annoying.
He should just talk about himself, why bring others into it?
The three Su brothers were even more disbelieving.
Qi Liangying also looked at her son with disbelief.
When had her foolish son ever made money?
What did Shouwen just say he earned?
One thousand four hundred and fifty-six?
Then her foolish son claimed to have earned a little more than his elder brother, so how much did he earn?
It could be said that except for the few people who returned from the capital, everyone else was extremely shocked.
"Son, you're not lying, are you?" Qi Liangying was so excited that she couldn't speak clearly.
"Mom, I transferred one thousand six hundred and fifty yuan. One thousand yuan was earned from doing business, and the remaining six hundred and fifty yuan included a prize of three hundred and fifty yuan for winning an award. The remaining three hundred was earned from painting a few pictures for people."
Old Su's second son could hardly believe what he heard. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a single word.
"Ciliang, your paintings can earn money?"
Finally, it was Old Su who asked this question.
Why did it sound so unbelievable?
People in the town who painted window decorations, when the New Year was approaching, would paint window decorations for people, but a single window decoration was only a few cents?
Hundreds of yuan, how many paintings did this child paint?
Qi Liangying thought about it and felt a little heartache.
Her son, in order to make money, must have suffered greatly!
"Dad, it can earn money. Little Sister said that when I become a great painter in the future, I'll earn even more. How should I put it, even writing can earn money!"
Su Ciliang now listened to Su Xiaotian and rarely painted or wrote for others.
After all, he was still in the learning stage, and it was not good for his paintings from this period to flow out too much.
Xiaotian said that apart from participating in competitions, he should temporarily focus on his craft.
"Then you wrote so many words today, it's a huge loss, son!" Qi Liangying cried, slapping her thigh.
"Mom, I need to practice writing every day. Just consider it practice, and we don't even use our family's paper," Su Ciliang quickly found a reason to comfort his mother.
However, he found it funny. Would he charge money for writing couplets for the villagers?
Wouldn't that make people point fingers at him?
Qi Liangying thought that what Su Ciliang said made sense.
In fact, she was just a bit calculating and had no bad intentions. When she thought about it, she understood.
They all lived in the same brigade, so they couldn't really measure everything with money.
Old Su's second son looked at his wife with disdain, unable to watch.
Qi Liangying whispered discontentedly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm looking at you like this, and I'm still giving you face!" Old Su's second son snorted, "Tell me, how can you be so stingy?"
Qi Liangying said, "I just said it subconsciously, it was said in vain, I didn't really think that way."
"Dad, Mom is just that kind of person. We've lived together for a lifetime. Others may not know, but don't you know her?" Su Ciliang, fearing that his parents would start arguing at this moment, quickly tried to mediate.
As soon as Su Ciliang finished speaking, Su Sangong also spoke.
"I can't compare to my elder brother and second brother. I earned a little less, only one thousand two hundred yuan. One thousand yuan was earned from doing business, and the remaining two hundred was a project bonus I received with Teacher Shen. Xiaomei also participated in this project, which is about cultivating new grain varieties."
Hearing about cultivating new grain varieties, Grandpa Su became interested first.
As an old farmer his whole life, even though he wasn't farming anymore, he paid special attention to this.
"What kind of seeds?"