Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Manbao didn't understand these things, and she was very envious of the fourth brother being able to live outside, so at this time she was squatting in front of Shiroulang's thatched hut, not willing to go home.

Zhou Xi and the fourth and three younger brothers cleaned the grass and turned around to take Man Bao home, but Man Bao ran into the grass hut and squatted on the ground, looked up and said, "Eldest sister, my fourth brother and I are staying here at night. it's OK?"

Zhou Xi:  …

Thursday Lang immediately said: "Okay, you sleep next to me, just to help me share some mosquitoes."

Zhou Xi stepped forward and dragged her home and said, "Don't talk about spending the night here, you will cry when it gets dark. There are a lot of mosquitoes outside."

They had already eaten dinner, and they took advantage of the coolness of the sun to go down to weed, so Shirou didn't have to go home, he just stood at the grass hut and waved to Man Bao, "Young sister, don't go back, stay here. Feed the mosquitoes with the fourth brother."

Man Bao also reached out to Shirou Lang, trying hard to break free from Zhou Xi's hand, "Big sister, big sister, let me go, I want to stay here with my fourth brother..."

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang laughed happily, and one of them grabbed her by one arm and carried them to the house. If you can stand the mosquito, you will come to live with the fourth brother."

"You are tender, and mosquitoes like you the most. If you stay, the fourth brother will wake up laughing at night."

Man Bao finally stopped struggling and asked, "Since there are so many words, why does the fourth brother live here?"

"Look at Jiang, no one steals yam, but our ginger has been dug up several times, so there are at least two or three taels in a big piece. These people are too dark."

It was the first time that Man Bao heard that there were still people stealing ginger. He felt that they were a little stupid, "They just want Jiang and our family to buy it. Why should they steal it?"

Friday Lang laughed at her, "Why pay for it if you can steal it?"

Man Bao widened his eyes and said, "Isn't it just right to buy things? I've never heard that stealing things is just right."

This time, Wu Lang choked, but he couldn't explain such a thing, so he decided not to talk about it.

But Man Bao was obviously very interested in this topic, and went to ask Mr. Zhuang specially.

It happened that Bai Shanbao was there, and Mr. Zhuang asked him, "Why do you think the villagers would steal ginger?"

"Because they also want to grow ginger," Bai Shanbao said, "I've never grown ginger before, and I never knew that ginger was so easy to grow. The ginger in my garden, my grandmother said, don't need to sell it to others, she bought it all, one Forty cents per kilo."

Mr. Zhuang stroked his beard with a smile and said, "Yes, no one in the whole village used to grow ginger, everyone was the same, and they had to buy them from grocery stores during the New Years and festivals, so there was no difference, but now there are people who grow ginger. , and also planted a lot, this is to not suffer from widowhood but to suffer unevenly, think about it, if you are parents and officials, and you govern the people like this, what should you do?"

Bai Shanbao and Manbao looked at each other and said, "Stealing is a crime, right? It should be punished."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, encouraging them to continue.

The two children let go, chattering, of course, they are speaking in the current environment, they are all from the village, and suddenly arresting someone is definitely not good, so it is best to do some publicity before arresting, such as Tell everyone that stealing is wrong, not only against morals, but also against the law.

In the end, Man Bao said: "Since they also want to grow ginger, then give them a piece to plant, I can also tell them how to plant it, and if they steal it like this, if they are always watered like Shan Bao, they will be watered to death. "

Bai Shanbao tilted his head to stare at her and said, "My Jiang looks better than yours now."

Man Bao said: "Because I help you."

Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two children, and then asked Man Bao, "Are you going to give things to others in the future when you suffer from inequity?"

"Of course not," Man Bao said, "I can divide it if I want, and I won't divide it if I don't want to."

Mr. Zhuang: ... a very childish answer, but he understood it, Mr. Zhuang was relieved, he just said, his disciple doesn't look so careless.

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and said, "Then you can try it out, and give ginger to the race to see."

He also wanted to see what the two disciples would do.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao looked at each other, walked out of the husband's yard together, and said one by one, "Jiang is not yet mature."

"Everyone has to collect the beans now, and there is no time. Let's talk about it after collecting the beans." Man Bao still felt sorry for her own ginger, and was not willing to give it away for nothing. She just said a quick word in front of her husband, but It's not a good boy to go back on his word. I don't know if Mr. will forget it after a while.

Bai Shanbao also disliked Man Bao's quick mouth, and was the first to declare, "My ginger has been sold to my grandmother, and there is nothing to give away."

Man Bao hummed: "It's so stingy."

Bai Shanbao thought about it and felt that it was not good, so he said, "Have you sold all the ginger in your family, or should I ask my grandmother to buy some with you."

Man Bao asked, "Can your family eat so much?"

Bai Shanbao: "I can eat it. Anyway, my grandmother makes tea with ginger and eats it every day. If we can't eat it, we can give it away."

Man Bao thought for a while and said, "If your family needs me, I will sell it. If you don't need it, you don't need to buy it. I have made an agreement with the shopkeeper Zheng of Ji Shitang. When the winter begins, Jiang can sell to him when he is old. It can be sold to grocery stores, and it can also be sold in the county. Anyway, if the ginger can be released, we will sell it slowly."

These gingers seem to be a lot, but in fact they are not too many, especially if they can be stored, the big deal is to put them on the Chinese New Year and festivals, when many people will buy them.

For the sale, Manbao is not in a hurry at all. As Keke said, this is a seller's market. When more people grow ginger in the future, she may need to consider selling.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that giving the ginger seeds to the villagers does more harm than good, but Man Bao thinks that's not the case.

If there are good seeds in the village, they will recommend each other, and some seeds that are not too expensive will be given to each other. The precious ones can be exchanged with things as long as they have extra ones. Man Bao feels that their family should not break this balance.

As for why, with her current small head, she can't think of it, but she simply thinks it can't be broken.

Fortunately, now is the busy farming season, and everyone obviously has no time to pay attention to the Zhou family's Jiang.

Because ginger is expensive, in everyone's eyes, it is also a condiment, and it is optional, but the crops in the field are not.

That's their livelihood for a year.

The sun has been very good these few days, so that the yellow beans have matured quickly, so everyone looked at the days, and some people began to harvest the beans.

Old Zhoutou guessed that it was sunny these days, so he took the whole family and went down to collect beans.