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

All flowers bloom?

Song Fubao really dared to think, whoever does business does not want to stand out, and the most close people show off together, and a hundred flowers bloom together, Meng Xuanye laughed out loud.

Shopkeeper Liu and Song Fubao looked at him together, and then he withdrew his smile, pretending nothing happened.

After a meal and dessert, everyone was full of happiness. They also asked the village head to discuss the matter of harvesting millet for a few days. Attentive people come to help.

In the evening, everyone in the village came to listen to the story. Song Fubao used the excuse he had thought up yesterday to tell everyone to change the story, and everyone didn't have any opinions!

If you think about it carefully, the first one is that they don't like the previous "Water Margin"!

The second reason is that I have only listened to the first two chapters, and there is no sense of substitution, so I don't feel lost.

As for the third point, it is obvious that it is useless for them to object, so they simply do not resist, and listen to what they have!

Song Fubao was very satisfied with everyone's self-conscious and non-provocative behavior, so he talked about the plot of the first two episodes of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, which only took half an hour!

Everyone was still full of ideas, but Song Fubao restrained himself and didn't say any more. Everyone in the village refused to leave, so she simply ordered a few brothers to teach everyone how to read!

Anyway, if you are idle, you are also idle. It is not bad to do literacy and help the brothers to strengthen themselves!

And facing so many people in the village, the brothers will definitely write well, and the level of seriousness in practicing calligraphy will definitely increase, killing three birds with one stone!

So the villagers who came under the clutches of the brothers of the Song family were trained by the devil. They were laughing just now, but they suddenly became crying!

Want to escape but can't escape!

It took a full hour, everyone learned to write their own names, and everyone was happy again!

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that I, Li Laosan, would be able to write one day. I can write my own name. Although it is a bit crooked now, it will look good after I practice for a few more days!"

"No, even though you are quite old, you can write much better than my youngest son! The Song family is really blessed, and we are blessed every day."

"Waiting for better days, our village will also raise money to build a school in two years, so that children can go to school. This day is really more and more hopeful."

"Our Ping'an Village must be the first village in the nearby ten miles and eight townships where the whole village can write their names! Isn't it going to harvest rice in a few days, then let's show others more hahaha!"

……

The villagers were delighted, happy, and proud. After seeing the sky, they all bid farewell and left neatly.

In the next few days, we will act step by step, and soon it will be the day of harvesting rice. At a quarter of the morning, the whole village starts to beat and beat to celebrate!

They even invited the patriarchs of various ethnic groups to hold a ceremony that has not been done for decades!

Several village chiefs from the next-door village also brought representatives of the villagers. Song Fubao heard that the reason was that harvesting rice is a blessing for the entire Da'an country. Although they are not from Ping'an Village, they are also citizens of Da'an country, so they have the right to Take a look!

Li Zheng, the village head and Meng Xuanye all agreed!

Everyone has nothing else to say, after all, people just take a look, if they are not allowed to take a look, how can everyone show off that they have learned to write their own names!

These were all Song Fubao heard when passing by, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

At noon, known as the most auspicious time, the rice fields were surrounded by three floors and three floors outside, and standing in front of them were Meng Xuanye, Lord Lizheng and the village chief!

The crowds are crowded, and everyone is happy.

Because of their own fields, the Song family also got the priority to stand in front, and the men in charge of harvesting stretched their necks like white swans, proudly.

"Look at how arrogant the people in Ping'an Village are! Isn't it just rice, and we will be so arrogant when we plant it next year, hum, envy!"

"Did you see my eyes? They turned red because of jealousy! Hmph, I also want to go down to harvest rice, who knows this feeling, my family!"

"Ah, ah, we are the first batch of people in Da'an to witness the emergence of rice. In the future, our children and grandchildren can brag about it for ten generations. It would be great if we could taste it like the Song family, but it will be soon. Next year we should all I can taste it!"

"I have to take it, I have to take it, don't make noise!"

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Nervous as if picking up a piece of tender tofu, everyone squatted down and held their breath, and even the people from the town who came behind did not dare to breathe casually.

The men in the fields studied with Song Fubao. Under her guidance, each ear of rice was carefully placed in the frame, and the baskets of golden rice ears reflected in everyone's eyes, as if they were another sun—— — the hope of life.

Then it needs to be picked one by one, and this work is handed over to the Song family, and the women in the village who were responsible for cooking and sewing clothes and quilts for the Song family.

These people are reliable, know the basics, manage well, collect at the front and pick at the back, and cooperate seamlessly.