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"Thank you, Deputy Commander Zhang." Yu Demu bowed to Zhang Yong.

"You are polite, Lord Yu." Zhang Yong nodded and responded with a smile.

But the Yu family changed their faces. They never thought that the one who became the high-ranking officials was not the Yu Deshui they were thinking about, but the Yu Demu who ignored the least and was intended to be used as a tool in the family.

This result is actually something that everyone in the Yu family doesn't want to see, because he is a concubine's son. In fact, it is good to say that concubine's sons are all good, because the head of the Yu family has never given Li Xiuhe a little bit of status.

After that incident, the head of the Yu family realized that Demu Niang was not worthy of his Yu family's concubine, so he drove Demu Niang out and rushed to the Yu family's tenant farm.

After learning that Demu Niang had a big belly that time, the head of the Yu family also felt that since the matter had already happened, let's just do it. This child is his species no matter what. Even if he has no status, his own bloodline is fine.

So it was because Li Xiuhe was assigned fifteen acres of land to plant in the family's village. Of course, this land was not for Li Xiuhe, but for her to plant it to prevent her from starving to death.

In fact, it can also be said to prevent Yu Demu from starving to death. Although this child has no status, he is also his own Yu family's child. If he starves to death, wouldn't he be laughed at by others?

My Yu family is a wealthy family after all, and the Yu family's bloodline was starved to death. What kind of face does it have to say in Xiaoshan?

Fortunately, the Yu family exempted the land rent and gave all the income to Li Xiuhe, which was also a reward for the Yu family.

Then he would give some money and food every month until Yu Demu was discovered by the big house when he was three years old. Then the money and food were cut off.

From then on, Demu Niang began to cultivate the fifteen acres of land by herself. You can imagine how hard it is for a woman to cultivate fifteen acres of land. However, every time she saw Demu, a child, accompanying her in the fields, Demu Niang would have countless motivations.

Fifteen acres of land are enough to eat, but since Demu went to school, it has not been enough. Private schools need to pay a lot of money to buy books.

Demu Niang started to do farm work during the day, wash clothes at night, and make money as much as she can.

Fortunately, Demu is also good at studying and is good at studying. The teacher always praised him and was exempted from private school tutoring, and even borrowed books from Demuduoduo to help him improve his horizons.

In this way, Yu Demu can win the first prize.

During this period, Demu became extremely interested in the things in the fields. A book called "The Greatest Art of the World" let him know how to farm more scientifically.

So the yield per mu of the Yu family's village was one or two percent higher than that of others.

Not only that, Yu Demu also suddenly thought that the seeds of rice were different, so why not choose the best ones to combine and then cultivate better rice.

His original intention was entirely for his mother to reduce fatigue, so he began to carefully cultivate seeds and collect seeds bit by bit.

Fortunately, Demu Niang did not stop her. She felt that since her son liked her, let him go. There was always no mistake in farming. Demu did this entirely because of his own size and his filial piety could not be hurt.

Therefore, Demu's research has been underway, with some failures and successes. The most successful one is that the yield per mu doubled, and the most failed yield per mu is less than 100 kilograms.

In such a successful and failure, their 15 acres of land did not increase much of the total output, but miraculously maintained at an unremarkable number.

Otherwise, if he really planted all the varieties with high yield per mu, Yu Demu would have died long ago.

As the saying goes, it is the crime of possessing a treasure. If there is a rice that doubles its yield per mu, it will not be sent to the capital as auspiciousness. How could Yu Demu, a boy with no power and no power, enjoy this merit? It will definitely be destroyed and turned into fertilizer.

No matter what these officials can cultivate seeds that double the yield per mu, they only know that Xiangrui can be promoted and made a fortune by sending it to you. As for Xiangrui, it must be a joke. Xiangrui is born, how can it be made out? You must be lying!

Yu Demu looked at the Yu family and sighed. He had a thousand hatred just now, but now he saw the Yu family's appearance becoming less important.

What else can I do? I always have the surname Yu. Although he was not treated, he was not bullied too much. His hatred for his family came from his mother.

He felt that his mother should get a title and should not be scolded by others. He would not even have a place to live in a hundred years.

Now it seems meaningless. He has already obtained an imperial edict for his mother. Who dares to say that his mother has no status in the future? His mother's name must be in the history of the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years.

A hundred years later, you can still be buried with the Ming Cemetery. This is what Your Majesty personally promised him, saying that you can enjoy the Ming incense in the Ming Cemetery. Isn’t this better than the ancestral tomb of his Yu family?

From a higher perspective, the height of the problem will naturally be different. Now it seems that I was so useless when I was angry before.

Yu Demu stood in front of the old lady of Yu Family [Shuquge www.shuquge.vip].

"What do you want to do!" The old lady looked at Yu Demu with a vague look. For some reason, she was actually a little afraid of this illegitimate child at this time. Maybe this was the huge change brought about by the change in identity.

"I just want to ask one question." Yu Demu held his breath.

"Is your Yu family's ancestral tomb worthy of my mother now?"

After this sentence, Yu Demu felt that his suppressed heart had been relieved.

It’s been so many years, and I finally don’t have to watch my mother suffer and do nothing!

"You! What do you mean? You are unfilial!" The head of the Yu family didn't know where the courage came from at this time pointed at Yu Demu's nose and cursed.

"Unfilial!" Yu Demu laughed.

"How come I am filial to my mother? If I am not filial, why would I ask Your Majesty for the fourth-rank imperial edict? I will only be filial to my mother in this life! Where is it unfilial!"

"Okay, I won't say anything more to you. I'll go find my mother and let her see your face!" Yu Demu shook his sleeves and walked inside.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the corner, and a man crawled forward with difficulty. Demu Niang was worried about Demu because he did this to challenge the filial piety of the Ming Dynasty. Now that he is an official, filial piety is even more important. If the words are circulated today, he will become the target of attack by all people in the world, and will be infatuated for thousands of years!

Yu Demu's eyes were sharp. When he saw the familiar clothes, his pupils suddenly shrank, because the clothes were fabrics he bought, so why was it crawling on the ground?

I saw Yu Demu running away quickly, kneeling in front of Demu Niang, and helping Demu Niang up.

"Mom! What's wrong with you? Mom! Who did it? Who is so cruel!" Yu Demu looked at the torn clothes behind his mother and knew that he was beaten.

"Are they? They must be them! I killed them!" Seeing his mother become like this, Yu Demu's endless evil thoughts arose from his heart.

Today he is going to be ruthless! They dare to touch my mother! I will kill them!
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