Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Fang continued to whisper: "There are two younger brothers at the bottom of Thursday. This marriage will cost a lot of money. After all, their family has no savings for at least ten years."

Yao shi couldn't help but said, "Their big brick house has just been built, so it's not like they can't save money."

After all, they have lived in the same village for decades, and the Yao family and the Qian family get along pretty well, so she couldn't help but say, "Her six sons are the most inconspicuous Thursday, and they are not lazy among the youths in the village. , As long as you are willing to work, why can't you save money?"

"That's a lot of flowers," Fang continued, thinking of something, and couldn't help but pouted: "It's okay to have such a young sister-in-law at home, and there is an eldest sister-in-law of Guining, the daughter-in-law of this family. How difficult it is to do."

Mr. Fang may believe that Mrs. Qian can balance a bowl of water between several daughters-in-law, but it is absolutely difficult to balance a bowl of water between a daughter-in-law and a daughter.

Just like her, can she treat her daughter-in-law the same as she treats her daughter?

It doesn't matter if the Zhou family has a young sister-in-law like Manbao. She will always grow up and get married, but Zhou Xi is Guining. It's been a year and she hasn't gone out. Don't you want to live with it all the time?

Fang Shi didn't say these words, but Yao Shi also guessed it.

She knew that this marriage was really impossible. She had been in the same village as Qian for 30 years. Yao knew best what kind of person Qian was. also have to stop.

It's better to say it clearly now.

Yao Shi nodded and said, "Then you can reply to the matchmaker."

That being said, Mr. Fang still felt a little regretful. After all, there were not many families like the Zhou family with two large courtyards of blue-brick houses connected together.

Fang Shi faintly sighed, entangled in his heart.

But she didn't think so. As soon as she replied to the matchmaker, the matchmaker over there immediately responded to what she wanted to say to her daughter. She knew that the Zhou family didn't like her daughter either.

Mrs. Fang couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't explain it well, so she couldn't ask the matchmaker why the Zhou family disliked her daughter, right?

Isn't that slapping his own face?

In her heart, her daughter is very good, especially when compared to Shirou, who had made mistakes, she never thought that the Zhou family would look down on her daughter.

Zhou Chulang didn't know anything about this, he happily ran to Dali Village and happily chose a piece of good mutton to buy back. Because he thought of something delicious, the depression caused by the blind date in the morning dissipated immediately.

Zhou Xi looked at it and couldn't help but said to her mother, "It doesn't look like someone who wants to marry a daughter-in-law at all, why don't you wait another year to see?"

When he grows up, at least he will be a little more mature, right?

Old Zhoutou was unhappy and said, "A man will grow up when he becomes a family. If he waits, he will go too far. What should he do if he can't marry a daughter-in-law?"

In the eyes of Lao Zhoutou, the fourth child is already a group that is difficult to marry a daughter-in-law.

He couldn't let the fourth child delay his two sons.

Qian Shi also nodded, "When you become a parent, you will grow up. The premise is that you have to find a suitable one."

Man Bao nodded again and again, but asked, "Eldest sister, is your face ready?"

Zhou Xi nodded her nose and said, "Just like your fourth brother, I only think about food in my heart."

There is still tofu at home, Zhou Xi cut out some mutton, made some toppings and stewed some with tofu.

After simmering for a long time, some small holes were boiled on the tofu. It was soft and soft, but it did not spread. When Man Bao clipped it with chopsticks, the juice inside burst out. She blew it and bit it carefully. Take a bite, make sure it's not so hot, and then eat it in a big mouthful.

Man Bao's eyes lit up, and the others also ate well.

Shirou drank all the soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth contentedly, and vowed, "It would be great if I could live like this every day."

Old Zhoutou was also very satisfied. He glanced at him when he heard the words and said, "What are you dreaming about in the daytime? Today is the winter solstice. At other times, if you dare to eat like this, I won't smoke you."

If nothing else, the white noodles used to make noodles made Lao Zhoutou heartache unceasingly.

Wheat is also grown in Qili Village, but it is rare, so white noodles are also very expensive.

Today is a rare luxury. In the short term, at least before the Chinese New Year, don't think about eating like this, let alone what Thuro said every day.

Old Zhoutou felt that eating white noodles every day would be a life only for gods.

Man Bao happily said that she will be a little fairy in the future.

Keke took the opportunity to tell her, "In the future, white noodles and white rice will be affordable for every human being."

With a wow, Man Bao asked, "Are they so rich?"

But when I think about it, it's not quite right, "Everyone can eat white noodles at will, how come there are so many white noodles?"

"Planted."

Man Bao asked, "How many acres of wheat do you need to plant?"

"Per capita, it is much less than what you are currently planting, but the yield per mu is high and the efficiency is also high, so they can afford it." Keke explained to her the future wheat planting technology and yield per mu.

Man Bao listened with fascination, "If only my family's per mu yields were as high as this."

"The host can work hard in this direction," Keke said. "Although it is difficult, improving farming techniques will make some progress."

"However, host, you usually only plant spring wheat here. Even if you want to plant it, it has to start in spring next year. It's a long winter, don't you make some preparations for next year's planting?"

Man Bao asked enthusiastically, "What can I do to prepare?"

"The seeds of wheat are not the same as the seeds of rice. The host can consider buying some wheat seeds that can be saved from the mall and come back to sow them. The points needed to buy seeds are not low, especially the host is very different from the future technological civilization. During the period There is also a technology difference tax, which needs to be paid in points, so I suggest that the host collect some animals and plants that are not or rare in the encyclopedia before the spring to ensure the acquisition of points."

Man Bao started to think seriously.

Thinking of the white noodles she had just eaten, her heart skipped a beat.

Keke saw it and continued: "In addition to making noodles, flour can also make steamed buns, steamed buns, dumplings..."

Man Bao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't hold back the power of the prehistoric in his body. He patted the table with his little hand and stood up.

Koko was instantly quiet.

The group of people who were talking turned their heads and looked over. Seeing that her eyes were bright and her face flushed, Qian hurriedly pulled her over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Man Bao clenched his fists and said loudly, "Mother, I want to go out to play!"

Qian: "...I didn't stop you."

"I'm going up the mountain to play!"

"What's the fun in the mountains at this time?" Qian shi frowned, "It's so cold and the wind is blowing in the mountains, so you're not allowed to go."

"No, I'm going, mother, let the fourth brother and the others take me there." Man Bao would not dare to go to the mountains alone without an adult. If she dared to go, the Qian family would dare. Break her legs.

So although she was very reluctant, she could only ask her mother for approval.