Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Old Zhoutou also thought so, since this business can continue, of course, it will be a little longer, but although the vegetable garden at home is large, the vegetables in it are only so small, such as bitter vegetables and water spinach, which have been picked. One crop can grow again, but it has to be eaten at home, so I can’t sell all of it, so it’s good to grow another one.

But he didn't expect the old wife's action to be so big, he hesitated: "That field is more than one mu. With so many crops, can it be sold?"

He glanced at Man Bao, who was leaning against Qian's side, and asked, "Man Bao, did you give your mother an idea?"

Man Bao hid in his mother's arms, revealing a pair of eyes to look at him secretly.

Qian shi hugged her and said: "Okay, don't scare the children, I originally wanted to grow more vegetables, anyway, the rice in the field was almost washed away, and it's useless to keep it, it's better to open it. Growing vegetables."

She only wanted to open half of it, after all, they might not be able to sell it.

But as Man Bao said, if it can't be sold, it can still be made into pickles and eaten in winter.

Moreover, if you plant more, you will not be able to sell them all at home, so you can sell them to vegetable farmers at a lower price, which saves time.

In fact, Qian's heart still has a plan. If this year's harvest is really bad, the family will definitely have to tighten their belts to live by then.

If you don't have enough food, you can't starve to death. Even if you get hungry quickly, you need to eat two more meals a day.

Old Zhou Tou touched the smoking gun and asked, "What about that kind of vegetable? Are there so many vegetable seeds at home?"

Old Zhou Tou, who had just resumed smoking for more than half a year, finally sold all his shredded tobacco for the sake of money, so he no longer smokes.

Once you are addicted to smoking, you can only touch the smoking gun to relieve the addiction.

Qian shi waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry about this, I have my own way."

She doesn't have vegetable seeds, but there are many others.

The next day, when everyone was busy, Qian walked out along the wall and started to stalk the door.

She first took a look at the vegetable gardens of each family, and she knew what kind of vegetable they had.

Vegetables should be planted well, and vegetable species are also very important.

Some people grow vegetables well like this, which means that the family not only serves well, but most of the vegetables are also good.

Qian shi slipped down, and there were quite a few seeds in his hand.

There are large dried leaves in each family, and they tore off one of them to pack some for her. There is a lot for one household and two households together.

Someone smiled and sent Qian out the door, waving goodbye, "Auntie, no matter how uncomfortable my daughter-in-law is, I'll go to you and ask for Jiang."

Qian said with a smile: "Come on, I don't know if your home is not well-planted. If you have time, go to my vegetable garden and dig some back to plant. If she has a stomachache, first ask my eldest daughter-in-law to ask for some dried ginger to go back and be with her. Boiled with brown sugar, the brown sugar ginger soup is very effective."

The man happily complied.

Qian Shi also happily took a few small cabbages and planted them back.

On Thursday, Lang just took his wife, sister-in-law and two younger brothers to hoe the vegetable garden. When he looked up and saw the old lady came back with several bunches of leaves wrapped in both hands, he asked curiously, "Mother, why are there so many things?"

"Vegetables."

Thurou:  …

Fang Shi was amazed, and whispered to Thursday Lang: "Mother is really amazing, how about so many vegetables, everyone?"

Thursday Lang closed his open mouth and said with a habitual expression: "Of course, this is our mother."

Basically, whatever his mother wants to do, there is nothing she can't do, just like Man Bao.

To say that Man Bao was not born by his mother, he couldn't believe it.

So, before Thursday's ass was hot, Mrs. Qian asked Mr. Qian to take him to plough the fields, "More than one mu of fields are grown for vegetables, and they all rely on hoes to hoe until when? The sun has been good these two days, the land It's almost sunburned in the sun, you go first to see if it's muddy or hard, if it's just right, let the fourth plough out the ground, and it's much easier to go back and smash the soil."

Mr. Qian responded.

Hearing that on Thursday, Lang also felt a burning pain in his shoulders. He struggled: "Mom, can I go to the field to catch insects and weed with my father, and let the big brother come back to plow the field."

His family didn't have cattle, and he probably couldn't borrow them from the chief, so he had to rely on people to pull the plough. Thursul Lang hated pulling the plow the most.

Pushing the heavy work to her husband in front of her face, Xiao Qian gave him a head without thinking, and said with a stern face: "What nonsense, hurry up and take a look at the fields with me, I have to go to the school to do it later. Where's the meal?"

Thursday Lang said with a bitter face: "Sister-in-law, you can't just feel bad for Big Brother, you also feel bad for me."

Before Xiao Qian could speak, Qian Shi first gave him a sideways look and said, "They are all people with daughters-in-law. If you are so slick, be careful I will slap you."

When the little Qian family got married, Chuu Lang was only seven years old. The most important thing was that they were still cousins ​​before they got married. When Chu Chuan was very young, he went to his uncle's house with his mother, but was pushed to the ground by this cousin. rubbed.

As soon as the old lady spoke, Thursul Lang shrank his neck and walked out.

Fang Shi looked at him with a smile on his face, and whispered to him behind his back: "Shit!"

The small bay is the turn of the river. The large field on the other side of the bend is called Xiaowan by the local people. The Zhou family has more than five acres of land in that piece, all under the name of Lao Zhoutou.

When the land was divided, there were very few people in Qili Village, so this good land could be divided into his name, but now it can't be called a good one.

After a few days of sunshine, they worked hard to release the water. Now that the water in the field has dried up, Mr. Qian hoeed with a hoe. After all, it is a field, and the soil is not loose, so it is not easy to hoe.

Xiao Qian stomped on the mud that he had hoeed up, squeezed its humidity, and said, "It's time to plow, go back and bring the plow, let the fifth brother pull it with you, and your second sister-in-law will hold the plow for you, I have to cook, and I'll come for you next time."

Chu Chulang was startled and quickly said, "Sister-in-law, please don't hurt me, how can you teach you to pull the plow, if you don't talk about eldest brother, my father and mother can beat me to death."

There are many men in their family, but their daughter-in-law never pulls the plow.

Xiao Qian felt nothing, and said, "Mother didn't pull much when she was young, hurry up, it's better to open the ground today, I'll let your elder sister and your wife come with a hoe and loosen the soil at the back. Hurry up, it can be planted tomorrow."

At this time, the seeds are very easy to germinate. As long as there is enough water and the sun is good, they can basically germinate in three or five nights.

After Xiao Qian explained the work in the field, he hurried to wash his hands in the river, and then crossed the bridge to cook in the school.

Man Bao ran to the kitchen as soon as she went to school. Mrs. Qian was about to prepare the dishes. She was relieved to see the dishes coming out of the pan. Fortunately, she didn't delay.

Man Bao rushed in and found that his bowl hadn't been filled with food, so he hurried over to help, "sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

In the past, when she ran over, not only her bowl was filled with food, but Bai Shanbao's was also filled, and the food was placed on the table waiting for the students to line up to come and pick up the food.