Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Zhou Jin patted him on the head, "I just want to play all day long, and if I don't study, I will send you home to farm."

With tears in his eyes, the child touched his head and said, "I don't like reading, I like farming."

Qian pulled the child over and glared at Zhou Jin, "Well, why are you beating the child?"

She stroked the child's head soothingly, and said to him gently: "If you don't want to go to school, you won't go to school. Tomorrow, I will ask your third uncle to take you to plant in the fields."

The child agreed happily.

Zhou Jin looked at the silly boy and said nothing.

In the end, the child came back from the field crying all the way, but it was agreed that he would go to the field, so he would go to the field. Qian still asked Zhou Zhoulang to carry him to the field the next day.

The child couldn't cry, it was completely different from the land he planted in the capital.

When they were in the capital, the academy was on holiday when the farming season was busy, and they had to work in the fields with their families, but they just did some light work of picking rice ears, delivering seedlings, or pulling weeds. Planting seedlings, never once.

The child can only cry to Lao Zhou, "Zuzu..."

Old Zhou looked at him lovingly, expressing that he was helpless, "I have to listen to your ancestors."

After experiencing a more difficult life, he doesn't feel that studying is hard. If there is, it must be because he is not suitable for studying, so he should farm the land or do other things.

Qian never forced every child to study. After all, people are either smart or stupid.

Why force children to change things that even the Lord Tianzun can't change?

Intelligence cannot be changed, only laziness can, such as Zhou Jin.

Qian glanced at Zhou Jin who was leaning on a deck chair to bask in the sun. Although he was very old, with wrinkles on his face and wrinkles around his eyes when he smiled, he was still better looking than other old men.

Looking back on this life, Qian Shi does not regret the choice she made at the beginning, even when the Zhou family was the most difficult and she suffered the most, she did not regret it.

Zhou Jin was chosen by herself. The most important thing at the beginning was his face, which was really good-looking.

He was cowardly and loyal, before deciding to marry him, of course Qian knew that he was lazy and greedy, favored at home, not very good at work.

But she didn't think it was a problem, she just didn't know how to teach slowly, and she was still there.

Laziness can be corrected, only the face can't, it's a natural thing.

Although after marrying, she found that her life was not as she imagined, but she didn't feel very bitter.

Although he was lazy, he also knew how to say nice things to her. Knowing that her legs were swollen and hard due to pregnancy, he would boil a pot of hot water to soak her feet and massage her legs every night.

Even her mother-in-law didn't get this kind of treatment.

It was also because of these details that she never regretted it.

After Zhou Yin was born, he was no longer the favorite of the old Zhou family. The three sensible members of the family pressured him to work. Although he muttered non-stop, he still went.

He learned very slowly, and the laziness in his bones was really hard to get rid of. At the time, she hated him very much, but when she looked back later, she regretted it a little.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with him being lazy, but she only felt sad and distressed when he was so diligent later on.

When people get old, they want to return to their roots, and it is easy to think of things when they were young, and the same is true for old Zhou Tou.

When Qian looked at him in a daze, he was also talking about the past, "... how many years ago, they remember it better than me, how could I be so lazy back then?"

Old Zhou Tou, who was mentioned outside again, came back angrily, and decided not to play with those old men and old ladies.

Qian looked away, and said indifferently: "When they were young, they didn't love their daughter-in-law too much. Didn't they have suffered all the hardships I have suffered, so why don't you just go back and talk back?"

Old Zhou Tou thought about it carefully, it was true that Qian had suffered a lot with him, but their daughter-in-law also suffered a lot with them.

So he refreshed himself, turned around and went out again.

Qian shook her head, and continued to lean on the recliner to bask in the sun.

Zhou Dalang turned back from the vegetable field and saw his mother was only in the yard again, so he asked, "Father went to the entrance of the village again?"

Mrs. Qian responded, "Go and pick him up while we're having dinner."

Zhou Dalang has been following Lao Zhoutou and Qian Shi all these years. As the eldest son of the eldest son, he is basically where his parents are.

When they lived in the capital, he took care of Zhou Man's workplace in the capital; when they returned to their hometown, he came back to live with them for a while.

Now Lao Zhoutou and Qian Shi wanted to return to their roots, so they moved back to Qili Village, and the husband and wife moved back with their grandson.

In the eyes of the villagers of Qili Village, he is a very filial and promising person. His two sons and a daughter-in-law have both become officials. I heard that the eldest granddaughter and the eldest grandson are also very good at reading, and they are about to be examined by officials.

So the old people like to see Zhou Dalang very much, and every time they see him, they will pull people to talk for a long time.

Zhou Dalang is not young anymore, and he is willing to stand still and listen to his father's peers who are about the same age as his father.

Qili Village was full of excitement because of Lao Zhoutou and his family's return.

Within a few days, someone urged Old Zhou to build a house, "You are also a wealthy family now, why don't you build a big yard like Master Bai and others? The yard is surrounded by yards, and the first floor is stacked on top of one another. How beautiful it is. "

"Yes, yes, Man Bao and the others will have face when they come back to visit relatives in the future."

Old Zhou's heart was agitated, and he rushed back to find Mrs. Qian, "Why don't we build a house."

Qian said: "It's too much trouble, where did you get the homestead at this moment?"

"Right here..."

"No, a good house has been scrapped. The children come back just to see the house they used to live in. What's the point when they don't even have a house?" Boss, second and third, they are not young, why do you have to torment them?"

Old Zhou: "Then wait for the fourth brother to come back and let him repair it?"

Mrs. Qian paused for a moment, then asked: "There are so many of us, why do we still have to make room for him and repair it?"

Old Zhou Tou was beaten by Qian and left this matter behind, but he refused to admit defeat in front of outsiders, so outside, when they asked about this again, he said with a look of disgust: "I'll go back and fix it, I found that there are too many things. The bed in my house was made by the second child who picked a good tree for us. I slept very well. If we want to repair the yard, we have to move the nest, and the bed has to be moved out, not to mention the eldest child, the third child and the fourth child. All the things I gave have to be moved out, and our family is full of treasures. When I came back this time, she prepared a lot of things for me, and they were all piled up in the house. How much work will it take to move them all out now? .”

He said with a sad face: "It's too troublesome, forget it."

All the old men and old ladies: "..."

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