The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

ha?

Does farming have contributions that others can't match?

He didn't believe it.

The others turned their heads and were also stunned: They didn't believe it either!

But everyone wanted to hear how Song Fubao would make it up, so they just watched quietly, waiting for her next words.

Song Fubao did not show that he would not be firm when questioned, but blurted out without hesitation, "Daddy, what is our identity? We are the descendants of the mountains and the sons and daughters of the land. Is there anything wrong with farming?"

This makes sense.

"No!" Boss Song suddenly froze. After thinking about it carefully, yes, he is a farmer. What's wrong with farming?But something seems wrong.

"Besides, these lands have been passed down from generation to generation by our family's ancestors. They have special meaning to our family and everyone in the family, right? We were busy making money and neglected it, but you helped us make up for it. Without the male chauvinism of those people outside, I am full of responsibilities and responsibilities, how wonderful, if I go out, others will praise me for having a good father!"

Well, it does make sense.

Boss Song couldn't help but nodded, his face already half convinced.

He is indeed responsible, responsible, and a man who is indomitable.

"Behind every successful woman there is a man who is selfless and dedicated. Isn't that what you and my mother are like, and grandpa and grandma are also like that. How wonderful. Do you know what others will say when they don't support you like this?"

Song Fubao mastered ktv. Continue to fool around, bah, sincere explanation.

The smile on Boss Song's face gradually became apparent, and he couldn't wait to run to Song Fubao and stretched his head, "How to say, I don't even know."

"Speaking of your majesty and style, the prime minister is not afraid of his daughter-in-law stealing the limelight if he can pull a boat in his belly. Let her do what she likes. If you love your daughter-in-law, many girls and aunts will praise you, and men will be jealous of you. "

After saying the last sentence, Boss Song was so beautiful that he couldn't find the north, and his face was smiling like a wrinkled flower.

"Fubao is right, daughter-in-law, you can do whatever you want in the future, and the land will be handed over to me. I will be the man behind you, parents, don't worry, I will treat my daughter-in-law well."

After finishing his rhetoric, Boss Song immediately went to clean his hoe, humming happily.

Grandma Song and Grandpa Song's expressions were so indescribable that they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, thanks to the blessings in this family, otherwise they would all be separated.

This stupid boy, he can only be deceived when he goes out!

Yang Liuhua and Song Laoer looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched but they were puzzled. They knew that Song Fubao was fooling the eldest brother, but why did they feel that they were right? They both wanted to farm...

The eight brothers gave Song Fubao a thumbs up, "Sister, you are really amazing!"

If they could have this mouth, they wouldn't have been beaten to death every day when they were young.

Song Fubao put his hands behind his back, hiding his achievements and fame, walked back to his room to rest after pacing and washing, and didn't even look at how many short videos she had watched before, this little thing can't trouble her!

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Song Fubao began to feel guilty, wondering if he was too happy too early.

Why is she having insomnia again?

Tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, she had no choice but to sneak up and sit in the yard, her eyes were blurred and she saw something flying past in the direction of the carrot field.

With a little xiu, she felt that she might have misread it, but she was afraid that something might happen to the white radish, so she went to the firewood room to find a convenient steel fork, and quickly followed after holding it in her little hand.

When she walked over, there was indeed a figure standing in front of her on the ridge of the field, and even turned his head at her, hooking his fingers provocatively.

I'm going, too arrogant!

She is not tall and thin, but she is as strong as an ox. Even if the other party is a man... She immediately walked over, holding the steel fork tightly, and suddenly rushed up, "Little thief, you dare to steal from my aunt. wanna die!"

At the same time, the figure also spoke, with a familiar voice, "Song Fubao, you white radish..."

The man's voice stopped abruptly, and he didn't have time to dodge quickly. With a ripping sound, the man's clothes were cut by the iron fork, a line from the back to the ankle.

When the wind blew, the young man's muscular legs were exposed...

The young man was obviously displeased, his face darkened as if he had been slighted by someone, everyone said that Song Fubao was a lucky star, and he would be blessed when he met her, why is he... so unlucky!

Song Fubao quickly covered his eyes, don't see anything wrong, don't see anything wrong, although he couldn't see anything.

She looked up, but the other party had already opened the fire folder, which was reflected on his more familiar handsome face.

It was the one who gave her 20 taels of silver.

Song Fubao was vigilant, and took several steps back, "It's you, what is your purpose, and you followed me? You should step on it earlier..." She said as she quickly stepped back.

She knew that this guy was not easy just at that moment, he was a Lianjiazi, and it was more important to run for his life.

However, the other party seemed to know what she was thinking, and a few flashes stood in front of her, "Don't worry, I'm just here to ask a few questions. How much does your white radish yield per mu? How do you save the seeds and how difficult is it to plant?"