"No, Old Qin. This land is used to support our food supply. How can we sell it just like that?"
The woman widened her eyes and looked at the old man in disbelief.
"Why can't I sell this land?"
Old Qin smiled and said, "I'm sure everyone knows what kind of people my son and daughter-in-law are. If they don't even farm the land, how can we talk about food supply? Instead of taking those few hundred coins every year, why don't I just sell the land and end this?"
Old Qin's son and daughter-in-law did not like farming. His wife died early and he had leg problems, so his capabilities were limited. He could only take care of the two mu of farmland at home.
As for the other lands, his son and daughter-in-law had rented them out for others to farm. They only earned five hundred coins annually, and when the harvest was not good, they would lose half of the money.
