After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

There are of course those who are malicious and those who are kind.

Li Tiantian secretly tugged on Shui Qing's sleeve and whispered, "Sister-in-law Shui Qing, it's better not to eat it. What if it's poisonous?"

Shui Qing patted her hand gently and said comfortingly: "It's okay. I'll feed some to the chickens and ducks to try first."

Chicken Duck: .....I thank you.

Li Tiantian wanted to say that the lives of chickens and ducks mattered, but was quickly interrupted by her mother.

People who have experienced famine are fanatical about food. She took Shui Qing's hand and made a reservation in advance: "Shui Qing, you try to plant seeds first. If it's good, can you give me some seeds?"

"I don't know if it tastes good?"

"Hey, it's good if you can eat something. Who cares if it tastes good or not?"

"Right."

Several old women have already begun to discuss how to eat it and how it tastes.

Shui Qing laughed.

I said silently in my heart, these are potatoes.

Frying, cooking, dicing, slicing, and slicing potatoes are delicious. They have conquered thousands of Chinese people. Ladies and gentlemen, don’t worry.

Seeing that everyone's attention was diverted, Zhang Tuzi shouted dissatisfied: "I said, her family is so poor that they have to dig wild vegetables and pick wild fruits, and you still believe that they can produce rice, are you stupid? "

Aunt Li was in the middle of discussing food, but she was interrupted and called stupid. My uncle couldn't bear it, and my aunt couldn't bear it either!

Then he put his hands on his hips and roared vigorously: "Silly, stupid, everyone else is stupid, but you are the smart one!

What a day-to-day life, you are still jumping around. If I were you, I would plow the fields at home a few more times, add more fertilizer, and harvest more next year! "

Zhang Baldzi dared to attack the submissive Hu Shuiqing and the scholarly Fan Jin in the past, but he was like a quail against the always aggressive Aunt Li.

He shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.

Because of his age, Wang Mazi was about to speak, but Aunt Li glared back, and continued to scold him with his hands on his hips: "Why don't you just give back a little thing? It's so noisy."

"Aunt Li has plenty of food, so of course she doesn't take it seriously. We are different. We count the rice at home, so of course we take it seriously." Fan Damu spoke very skillfully and took the matter in a serious direction. bring.

Shui Qing saw that Tudou had passed the clear path and no longer had to endure it.

Then he greeted with a smile: "Come on, let's weigh the chicken head rice and return it first. As for whether this thing is edible or not, and whether it is delicious or not, we will tell you in detail later."

What a joke, if you don't return it quickly, Fan Jin will be home carrying rice later.

She had to return it quickly and distribute it when the rice arrived. Hahaha, she couldn't wait to see the expressions of these people.

It must be exciting and more beautiful than Face Changing~

The old village chief had registered the list in advance, and it was still the same people. Even after their hard work, there was no increase.

Shui Qing was very satisfied.

Some people are stupid and some are bad. This is normal. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

As long as there aren't too many, it's fine. After all, too many idiots can affect your mood.

Zhang Tuzi, Wang Mazi, Wang Laosan, and Fan Damu are roughly the four families.

Fan Qian and Sun Jinhua in the crowd frowned, not knowing whether they were satisfied or dissatisfied with the situation in front of them.

After everything was done, Wang Mazi was about to say a few words when he saw a bullock cart slowly walking on the road.

"Cow! There is a cow!"

The children dispersed in a hurry and all ran towards the direction of the bullock cart.

Shanshui Village was located at the far end. Only they passed through other villages, and no one from other villages came to them.

The village is poor, and fertile land can only be obtained by manpower, and no one is willing to spend money to buy cattle.

Many children in the village have never been to Fucheng until they are more than ten years old, and the number of times they leave the village is very rare. They are surprised to see a cow once.

The adults were okay and just looked at the cow with envy.

With cattle, it can be used for plowing land, transporting grain, or carrying people...anywhere.

"It's Uncle Fan. He's back transporting food?" said someone with sharp eyes in the crowd.

Zhang Baldy's expression suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.

Didn't it mean that Fan Jin was so poor that he just wanted to cheat them out of food?

How come the food was really shipped back?

Did he really want to help the villagers?

When Fan Damu saw Fan Jin bringing back food, he was not angry but happy.

Fan Jin can transport food back, which shows that this business is real!

The nobles in Fucheng like to eat chicken head rice. As long as he intercepts this business, the money-making business will become his in the future.

He was secretly happy and motioned to Fan in the crowd.

Fan Qian was also very excited. An oxcart of rice weighed four to five hundred kilograms, right?

No matter where you deduct it, there will be enough food for the whole family... If he can make this deal, the good days will be his in the future...

Wang Mazi was shocked. He looked at the bulging sacks piled on the bullock cart and weighed the several kilograms of chicken head rice in his hands. He immediately wanted to return it.

His sons and daughters-in-law were livid and wanted to leave, but they also wanted to stay to see if the rice was real.

"Hey, Shui Qing, why are people so neat?" Fan Jin pretended to be the same, looking completely confused and confused.

Suddenly someone enthusiastically explained, without Shui Qing having to say anything, he had already clearly explained the causes and consequences as well as who was ungrateful.

Fan Jin took a long breath and said very relaxedly: "It's okay. Maybe they have enough food at home and it's normal not to want to change."

Wang Mazi was carrying chicken head rice with a smile on his old face. He bowed and wanted to discuss with Fan Jin. Fan Jin cupped his hands and said to the old villager: "Old village chief, this is five hundred kilograms of rice. You Let’s see if you can preside over the distribution, okay?”

The man who followed the sack had been moved off the oxcart, and the hemp rope on it was opened, revealing the white and shiny rice inside.

"Wow, it's really rice!"

"This rice is so beautiful and the shells are so clean."

"It's not adulterated at all. Fan Jin, you are a very interesting classmate and you are honest."

Wang Mazi and Zhang Tuzi watched eagerly as others gathered around to touch the rice and the oxcart;

There were also children lining up to be carried on the back of the cow by adults, all of them beaming with joy.

They felt sour in their hearts, thinking that the rice they had received flew away, and it was so uncomfortable that it seemed to kill them.

Zhang Chunhua watched her cousin Zhang Xiaocao rush home to bring sacks to pack the food, and her heart felt bitter.

She obviously had a better life than Zhang Xiaocao before, but now Zhang Xiaocao suddenly got dozens of kilograms of rice, and her family had nothing.

Some families are happy and some are sad. The happy family has no time to care about the sad family.

Some of them call people when they go home, some carry things to pack rice, and some of them have begun to divide the work among their families - if the time they spent watching the excitement was used to work, they would have been able to replace it with many kilograms of rice. !

That's rice, crystal white and clean rice.

I can exchange for things when I get them at the big market, and I eat the most nourishing rice!

Suddenly, the open space in front of Shuiqing's house was as lively as a market, and the crowd was even more joyful than the autumn harvest.

"Old village chief, I remembered the chicken head rice you gave me just now, so I'll give it to you first."