Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

Goudan's mother held Zhou Chunfeng's hand and whispered, "Sister-in-law, your Xiaoman is a good girl. Even if she has a scar on her face, she will not have trouble finding a husband.

She is still young now. In two years, I will definitely help her find a good young man.

Or do you plan to raise the child at home in the future?"

Her daughter’s face is Zhou Chunfeng’s concern.

Which mother doesn't want to see her daughter get married? There is nothing you can do about it if the daughter stays at home.

She sighed and looked at Goudan's mother, "Sister, if there really is such a good thing, how can I watch my daughter stay at home? I'm not bragging, but there are not many people in the village who are as well-behaved and capable as our Xiaoman.

But I know her face well, and it's hard to find a good young man."

"Hey, sister-in-law, what you said is not right. Not everyone is that kind of person. You are a really good young man who would not dislike Xiaoman's face.

Besides, Xiaoman is only ten years old this year and it will take him several more years to grow up. By then, the scar on his face might have healed.

You know what, the scar on her face is much lighter now than before."

Zhou Chunfeng looked at her daughter's face. She looked at it every day, but she had never noticed this.

After taking such a close look, I saw that the scars on my daughter's face have become much lighter.

Two months ago, the scar on her face was still red and swollen and was turning outward, which looked shocking.

Now the redness and swelling have gone away, the skin and flesh are no longer turning outward, and the tender flesh inside has grown out.

The skin color of the tender flesh is quite different from the original skin. It won't be so obvious if it grows longer.

Zhou Chunfeng's hands were shaking with excitement. "I really wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't told me, sister. Maybe in two years, the scar on Xiaoman's face will really disappear."

Goudan's mother was also happy when she saw this, "That's right, sister-in-law, this is what good people get rewarded for, your Xiaoman's blessing is yet to come."

"Hey, sister, I'm going to borrow your good words. When the child's face is healed, I'll have to ask you to find a good young man for him."

Zhou Chunfeng is really happy. Her husband's legs are getting better day by day, and now her daughter's face is also getting better.

This was the first time she had felt so comfortable in these months.

"Haha, don't worry, sister-in-law. I will definitely find a man with good character and a good family for our daughter. It is absolutely not okay for our daughter to marry into a family where she will be bullied."

So the two of them began to discuss what kind of son-in-law they should find for their daughter in the future.

Zheng Xiaoman was listening at first, but their conversation became more and more off-topic and she could hardly bear it any longer.

Mother, your daughter is not a fairy. If you continue to look for her this way, she will have to stay at home for the rest of her life.

She was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so she stood up and took Goudan and the others to play in the backyard, no longer listening to the two people's wild imaginations.

Zhao Laosan in the room was very happy to see that Zheng Dashan could go to the fields by himself.

"Second brother, is your leg almost healed?"

Zheng Dashan stood on the ground with crutches, a smile on his face, "Hey, Doctor Sun said that my legs are in good condition and will definitely recover in the future."

Zhao Laosan clapped his hands and said, "Oh, that's great. If your leg is healed, your family will have a better life. Then you can make your eldest brother regret it."

When Boss Zheng was mentioned, the smile on Zheng Dashan's face faded.

"We have separated and will live our own lives from now on. I won't take advantage of others and I don't want to have any contact with them in the future."

Ever since they separated, his eldest brother has never visited him once.

When the family was harvesting grain, his brother didn't care.

The relationship between the two families now is worse than that between strangers in the village. At least strangers say hello when they meet.

Zhao Laosan patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. You still have me, your brother. If there is anything going on at home, just call me. I can't help with other things, but I still have some strength."

"Okay, thank you brother."

When Goudan came home today, he brought twenty eggs, two pounds of pork belly, and a bag of pastries.

When they left, Zhou Chunfeng asked them to take the things back. They didn't save people for their things.

"Sister-in-law, please don't argue with me. My son's life is not worth these things. To be honest, I feel it's shabby to give these away."

Zhou Chunfeng had no choice but to accept the items.

"Xiao Man, go get some shrimp paste and mushroom sauce for your aunt."

"Hey mom, I'll go right away."

Zheng Xiaoman hurried into the kitchen and scooped out two large bowls of sauce.

"Aunt, this is made of mushrooms, and this is made of river shrimps. Take them back and try them."

Goudan stared at the two bowls of sauce with shining eyes and kept pulling at his mother's clothes.

Goudan's mother glared at him, but still accepted the sauce out of kindness.

"Okay, then I'll take it back to try, and I'll ask Goudan to bring the bowl back to you later."

Zhao Laosan didn't expect that they would bring anything back this time, but seeing how happy his son was, he didn't say anything.

When she got home, Goudan's mother poured the two bowls of sauce into her own bowl, and her son wiped up the remaining sauce in the bowl with his dry food.

Zhao Laosan watched from the side and laughed, "You greedy boy, is the sauce made by your sister Xiaoman's family so delicious?"

Goudan's mouth was full and he couldn't speak. He could only nod at his father.

Seeing his son eating with such relish, Zhao Laosan also greedily broke off a piece of steamed bun and dipped it in some mushroom sauce.

"Oh, this sauce is really delicious."

As he said this, he dipped it in another bowl of shrimp paste. Hmm, it tasted so delicious.

What they don’t know is that this sauce is made with spiritual spring water, so how could it not be fragrant.

Goudan's family didn't cook in the evening. The three of them ate several steamed buns each with soybean paste.

After Goudan's family left, Zhou Chunfeng handed the pastries to the children and asked them to eat them.

The two little ones were happily holding the snacks. Zheng Xiaoman took a piece and tasted it. It was just an ordinary mung bean cake.

Zhou Chunfeng carried the meat and eggs into the kitchen. The meat could not be kept yet, so she cut off a piece for cooking in the evening and marinated the rest with salt.

In the evening, Zheng Xiaoman ate the first piece of pork since arriving here. As she chewed the fat and lean pork belly in her mouth, she was so happy that she almost shed tears.

She must raise two more pigs next year. With five pigs at home, she will always have enough meat to eat.

In the next few days, Zheng Xiaoman had the motivation to go up the mountain to pick acorns again. Old man Zheng looked at his eldest granddaughter who suddenly became diligent again, wondering what stimulated her.

Zheng Qingming also followed him up the mountain every day, but after a while he went to school and no longer had time to go up the mountain.

Some of the acorns picked up are kept for feeding pigs, and the rest are soaked in water for a few days to remove the bitterness, then cooked and shelled to make acorn powder.

However, the job of peeling the shells took up most of the time. Fortunately, Zheng Dashan could also do this job, and he had fast hands, so he could peel a large wooden basin in one morning.