The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

Only a few days later, Xue Yinsong's worry really became a reality.

Today, he was going to loosen the soil in the field, dig a ditch to bury and ferment the manure, and as soon as he walked to the field, an aunt he didn't know greeted him and came over.

The aunt smiled and introduced herself: "I am the neighbor of Sister Cui's house in the north of the village." Seeing that Xue Yinsong didn't respond, she said awkwardly: "Sister Cui is a flower in our village, much prettier than that bell. The baby can embroider and make clothes, she is a good female celebrity, and her family is well-off, and her conditions are not bad..."

Xue Yinsong looked at her for a while, then said: "Auntie, my young master has a son named Changhui, who is six years old this year." The aunt's expression changed: "Isn't it my brother's son? I will eat and live with him in the future? "

Xue Yinsong nodded: "It's a formal adoption to the young master." The aunt thought for a while and smiled: "I'd better discuss it with Sister Cui's family." After talking, he left.

Xue Yinsong watched her receding back, silently resisted the hoe and walked into the field.

Walking to the top of the field and looking around, I saw some rice straws sparsely piled up in a large flat land.Xue Yinsong sat on the ridge of the field, propped his chin and meditated: People in ancient times got married early, and the young scholar was also old. Everything seemed so natural and harmonious, but why did he have so many disharmonious thoughts in his heart? Woolen cloth?

He not only wants to occupy the little scholar, but also wants to occupy for a long time, not only wants to occupy for a long time, but also wants to be Changhui's father, not only wants to be Changhui's father, but also... There is a long way to go, Xue Yinsong has a long way to go.

Stopping it is not a good way. A young scholar will always meet the right person. The most ideal way is to strangle the seeds vigorously when they germinate, so that they will die before they see the light!But what excuse?And with what kind of high-sounding?

Rao Xue Yinsong, the head of a modern person, can't help being poor.

Or maybe Changhui is a means, stepmother is always easy to be wicked, right?But not every girl is vicious, so this method is too fragile and vulnerable.

Or maybe Xiaoxiu has a hidden disease?Once this rumor is spread, even he himself will not be able to hold his head up, so forget it...

Or maybe the little scholar is too poor to marry a wife?Uh, such an evil thought... Xue Yinsong's eyes lit up, yes!Yes!This is the most effective, direct and thorough method!

On the one hand, embezzling family property and money, creating opportunities for young scholars to go bankrupt and ruin their families; Carry out the policy of raising the young scholar to be lazy and stupid, treat him like a pig, and cultivate him in a good and lazy way; fourth, try his best to win over Comrade Pei Changhui, a third-party force, and let him be an undercover agent for internal response, all the time To soften, infiltrate and instigate young scholars all the time, give full play to the positive advantages of the internal response, and strive to let the organization break through the defense line and regain the 321 highland as soon as possible...

Xue Yinsong breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, it was time to hoe the ground.

He really didn't touch a hoe a few times in his previous life. His parents were only his only son, and they were very spoiled. They only planted the land a few times in total, and the total amount of land hoed was not even an acre.

Xue Yinsong sighed and thought: I want to make money and support my family, how can I do it without working hard or desperately!Left-handed wife and right-handed son, with two mouths waiting to be fed, eating and dressing, reading and writing, seeing a doctor and taking medicine, which is not money, don’t you have to rely on your own two hands to make money?

The basic skill of hoeing is to see whether the hoeing is level, whether the trenches dug are uniform in size, whether the turned up soil is neatly piled up, and whether the trenches are straight. Not straight, whether the spacing is consistent... In short, hoeing is a test of skill.

Xue Yinsong thinks that he does not have the confidence to make a beautiful job. For him, he only needs to dig a deep groove. Anyway, he will load the manure and bury it in it tomorrow. Who cares about his horizontality and verticality? It's a good place, no matter how beautiful the pit is, it can't be eaten!

Xue Yinsong stopped to take a sip of water, saw that he had only hoeed a small piece and decided to speed up, he took off his clothes and prepared to flatten a large piece before calling it a day.

In this case, there will be no time to go back to cook at noon, and Xiao Xiucai and Chang Hui may be hungry... If you are hungry, be hungry!Xue Yinsong's face darkened, and every three days, he recruited some aunts and aunts to test him, isn't it just that life is too good!

Starting today, the standard of living has dropped across the board, what to do if it tastes bad, what to do if it tastes bad... In short, it is necessary to make the little scholar look sallow and emaciated and no longer look like a romantic talent-see if there are still people who like it!

Xue Yinsong felt uncomfortable again. This wife was thinking about how to abuse her before she entered the house. This kind of thinking is very bad, but there is no way out!

The sun was getting brighter, and Xue Yinsong raised his eyes with sweat on his face, only to see crooked ditches barely lined up—it was useable or not.Xue Yinsong was still blushing a little, and thought that if he worked hard in the afternoon, he would finish carrying the excrement and bury it at night, so as to save himself from being seen by others the next day.

However, the amount of labor is too much, and it will definitely not be done in one day today, so let's dig the ground honestly.

Xiao Xiucai waited at home and saw that no one came back. It was almost noon, thinking that Xue Yinsong might not be able to come back on time, so he urged Changhui to cook for Aba together.

Changhui was very happy: "Daddy, do you think Aba will praise the delicious food we cook?" Xiao Xiucai was very self-aware: "Changhui sit down and peel the beans, okay? A flatbread and a plate of fried pickles and beans."

Of course Changhui felt bad, pouted and said, "Daddy, let's put some bacon!"

After a month of baptism, there was only a little bit of bacon that Lizheng sent, and it was hanging under the beam. Xiao Xiucai was a little embarrassed: "Changhui, look, there is only a little bit of bacon left. If you eat it again today, you will be fine." Yes, but we haven’t planted any crops in our soil, and if there are no crops, there will be no harvest, and if there is no harvest, there will be no way to buy bacon.”

Changhui also looked at the piece of bacon, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said cruelly: "Only cut a piece!"

The little scholar sighed and didn't want to wrong the child, so he went to the beam to get the bacon and said, "Then cut it and steam it." You can't look closely at the knife technique, and it's good to cut into slices, only a dozen thick and thin The pieces were lined up on the cutting board, and it was finally uncut.

The two young masters randomly cooked and wrote the food, then carried it to the vegetable field in a bamboo basket. It was past noon, and Xue Yinsong was sitting in the shade of a tree to rest. Seeing them, he quickly stood up and said, "Are you hungry? Go back and cook."

Little Xiucai and Changhui were a little wilted by the midday sun, sat down and drank a sip of water, and said, "We cooked and brought it here, I don't know if it suits your taste." and steamed bacon.

Changhui was very happy: "Aba, you eat pickles, I peeled these beans." Xue Yinsong smiled and said, "The beans are really fragrant."

The little Xiucai twitched a few times and said: "Aba, try the bacon..." Xue Yinsong made a puff when he heard the words, and sprayed the cake he just ate into his mouth all over the place.