Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Seeing that something was not going well, Jiang Luorou hurried forward to help the old woman, which prevented the old woman from falling to the ground.

After the old woman stood firm, she thumped her chest and coughed several times before she regained her composure.

"Thank you, boss, for rescuing me, an old woman. I have nothing to repay, so I'll give you a buck here!"

The old woman lowered her head tremblingly, and was about to kneel down.

Jiang Luorou was not willing to accept her kneeling. He stepped forward and grabbed her hands to stop her movements.

"Old man, it's just a simple task. What are you doing? You really broke my heart."

The old woman gave up the idea of ​​kneeling down, took Jiang Luorou's hand and started talking.

"Ahu, this kid has always liked to argue and has a stubborn temper since he was a child. He just caused a lot of trouble for you!"

"Don't be angry. I'll take care of him when I get back."

The old woman couldn't stop the car once she opened the chatter, and kept nagging.

He recounted all the scandalous things his youngest son had done when he was a child, detailing them all.

Her wrinkled face was full of loving eyes, which overlapped with the image of her grandmother in her mind.

Jiang Luorou was filled with infinite sadness, and the raised corners of her mouth fell unconsciously.

Thinking that I would never see my grandma again, I couldn't help but feel sad.

When the old woman saw Jiang Luorou's slumped face, she thought that her words were too much and she was afraid that she might disturb the little boss.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Look at my mouth. Once I start talking, I won't stop talking."

"My boss is annoyed that my old lady is not here, disturbing your enjoyment."

The old woman put down her crutches, stood up from the chair unsteadily, and left without stopping.

Only then did Jiang Luorou come back to her senses and already guessed that she must be overly concerned.

He quickly stood up and looked at the old woman with a smile on his face, "Old man, I think you must have misunderstood something?"

"I just thought of some difficult things in business, and I didn't mean to neglect you."

"You must be thirsty after talking for so long. Come drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

Jiang Luorou picked up the teacup on the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to the old woman.

"How can I let my boss pour tea for me, an old woman? How dare I endure this!"

The old woman frowned with a look of disbelief in her eyes, as if she had discovered that the sun had risen from the west.

It took Jiang Luorou a lot of effort to get the old woman to drink the cup of tea brewed with spiritual spring water.

The two sat and chatted together again until the sun set and the tenant finished planting the honeysuckle seedlings before going back.

Jiang Luorou assured them again and again before everyone left.

The food will be replenished for them tomorrow and they will go to the main house to receive food in the afternoon.

Unknowingly, the moon was hanging high above the treetops.

There was silence in the village. A few insects and the snoring of sleeping people could be heard faintly.

Jiang Luorou quietly walked out of the yard, started using Qinggong and rushed towards Lijiazhuang.

She first went to her cellar and released some corn and wheat in the space to distribute to the tenants of Taohua Village tomorrow.

Then he came to the well in the middle of the workshop and took out a small bucket.

Pour buckets of spiritual spring water in the space into the well.

After repeating it dozens of times, he stopped what he was doing and returned to Peach Blossom Village with satisfaction.

When she came to her room, she fell asleep with her head covered with a quilt, and slept until dawn.

After breakfast, Jiang Luorou called Tie Nian and handed him the keys to the house.

Ask him to bring a few people to drive the bullock cart to transport all the food in the cellar here.

In the afternoon, the tenants on the farm came to the main house early, holding cloth bags one by one, waiting for Jiang Luorou's figure.

At about the end of the day, Jiang Luorou came to Shanshan, followed by several oxcarts full of grain.

The tenants' eyes instantly lit up as they looked at the carts of grain.

It was like a tiger and leopard that had found its prey, staring at the carriage.

"Look, the boss didn't lie to us, she really brought the food."

"That's great. My family's food supply has been running out for a long time. If it weren't for the support of wild vegetables in the mountains, I would have starved to death hundreds of times. Now it's better! I can finally have a thick meal."

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Everyone was talking a lot, and they were all talking about the joy of getting food.

Jiang Luorou came to stand in front of them and pressed her hands down slightly.

The tenants subconsciously quieted down, waiting for Jiang Luorou's arrangements.

In order to show her fairness, Jiang Luorou specially asked Lao Wangtou to weigh the food for them.

Lao Wangtou pulled her aside and asked in a low voice with a slight hesitation: "May I ask if my boss will pay based on the harvest in good years or the harvest in disaster years?"

Jiang Luorou asked Lao Wangtou in confusion, "How much can you make in this good year?"

Lao Wangtou replied in a low voice, "If you go back to your employer, it will be calculated as one-tenth of the harvest from one acre of land."

"In a good year, that means 30 kilograms each of wheat and corn. In a bad year..."

Lao Wang glanced at the bullock cart loaded with grain, sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm afraid I have to take back nine-tenths of the food my boss brought me."

Jiang Luorou's mouth twitched when she heard this, and she complained helplessly in her heart.

"What kind of garbage seed is this? The yield is too low!"

"No wonder Ming Nong Li once said that there is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death."

"One acre of land can only produce 300 kilograms of yield. It's hard to believe that people will starve to death!"

"It would be great if there were modern high-yield grain seeds, so that these people who have worked hard year after year could have a full meal."

Jiang Luorou looked at the old Wangtou, whose hands were covered with calluses, and ordered him to add an extra five kilograms according to the standards of a good harvest year.

Old Wangtou let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately felt as happy as anything.

He quickly bowed and gave Jiang Luorou a big gift, "My boss, you are really a kind man. We will have a good life after we come to Zhuangzi!"

Then he trotted to the bullock cart and opened the cloth bag containing the grain.

He waved to the tenants who had been waiting behind him with a smile on his face.

"Everyone, come here and line up to get the food. The owner is so kind that he will give out ten more kilograms of food for every acre of land."

Really? That's great! In the next month, the family will not have to worry about going hungry. "

"My boss is simply a living Bodhisattva! Our good days are still to come..."

Everyone smiled happily and bowed to Jiang Luorou.

This made Jiang Luorou feel embarrassed, "Didn't I just give you a few more kilograms of food? There's no need to be so happy!"

When Jiang Luorou was feeling proud, she suddenly heard the old woman who spoke to her yesterday afternoon calling her.

"Boss, yesterday I saw that you were interested in this dry biscuit. I asked my fourth son to get up early this morning to go find crabs in the river and crush them to make dry biscuits."

"The dry biscuits we just made are fragrant, crispy and delicious. Come and try them."

The old woman handed the yellowed white cloth bag in front of Jiang Luorou and looked at her with a kind smile.