pastoral life

Although the sales of dry cakes and hawthorn cakes are stable, Mingzhu is still thinking about getting some fresh food. After all, small things like dim sum are meant to be fresh, and no matter how delicious they are, they will always be tired of eating the same .Now that wild hawthorns and wild sweet potatoes are gradually out of season, it’s time to pick dragon beans and thorn sickles. Mingzhu is trying to pick some first. No matter whether it succeeds or not, it is born naturally and will not be able to spend. a few dollars.

But glutinous rice and mung beans can be used less. In the future, there will be no more glutinous rice and mung beans without wild hawthorn and wild sweet potatoes. Instead, we can exchange some freshly harvested rapeseed. Their family didn’t have any rapeseed last year. I am worrying about next year's rapeseed oil. It is better to buy rapeseed oil from folks than to buy refined oil directly. Firstly, the tubes of rapeseed cannot be adulterated, and secondly, the leftovers after processing into oil The dried oil can be used as fertilizer in the soil, which is economical and affordable. Only fools will buy more expensive refined oil.

Now the income brought by selling snacks has already cost two of Mingzhu's money jars. He feels very uneasy guarding these real money, just like he didn't dare to carry too much cash in his previous life, always thinking about the bank. It's safe to save it in it, but it's more than two jars full of money, what should I do if I get robbed on the road.

I have to explain that Zhu has turned on the upstart inertial convulsion mode. Because I am afraid of being poor, when I suddenly have so much money in my hand, I always look like I am going to rob everyone. I am afraid of being stolen with my eyes open. I am even more afraid when I close my eyes. It will be stolen, even if it is swallowed, I am worried that it will be digested by accident. Wang Mingchuan watched Mingzhu get up under the bed several times to pull the money jar several times a night, not to mention his heartache. Qingying was enough for him to sigh for a long time, Mingzhu was worried, and he was also worried. After a few days of tossing, he simply found a month of dark and windy nights and pressed Mingzhu firmly on the bed to prevent him from turning over to look at the family's savings.

"Let go of me, don't look at that silver again!"

Wang Mingchuan looked at Mingzhu helplessly and said:

"If you can't melt it, why don't you wait until tomorrow morning to count it?"

"What if the silver is too heavy and the earthen jar is smashed into a hole?"

Wang Mingchuan: ...

He felt that if he didn't settle the money, his daughter-in-law might sleep with her arms around the crock pot one day.

The daughter-in-law has never hugged him!

"Mingzhu, let's discuss something."

"Put the crock pot on the bed?"

"No, let's exchange the silver for land."

**

Wang Mingchuan is a man of action, the key is that he doesn't want those three earthen jars to crowd Mingzhu's sight. Originally, his wife didn't like to look at him, but now that she has money, she doesn't even bother to look at him. Converting silver into land property, land costs money these days, it is the foundation of one's life, everything is imaginary and land cannot be imaginary, so Mingzhu raised her hands in favor of Wang Mingchuan's purchase of land, and the first to bear the brunt is The properties that the Wang family sold off in order to bury their parents.

"The Sifang field in Xiawan has to be bought back. We have to keep our rations tight. Now we have to rely on the grain stored in previous years for next year. In another year, we can plant more seedlings."

Mingzhu pulled out a large piece of silver, then pointed to the rest and said:

"The two terraces of soil in the back mountain have to be bought back. We need to make room for rapeseed this autumn."

Hard work for half a year...

Mingzhu counted the remaining pieces of broken silver.

We have to start all over again.

Wang Mingchuan stretched out his hand and hugged Mingzhu tightly. The latter was lamenting that his small coffers had shrunk. He didn't have time to push him, and by the time he realized it, he had been ambiguous for quite some time.

Mingzhu blushed.

"It's easy to talk when you talk, why do you use your hands and feet, have you read all the sage books for nothing?"

Mingzhu was going to push Wang Mingchuan, but the latter took his hand in his palm and said:

"I'm going to negotiate a deal with the landlord right now. You just wait at home and save the money later. It's better than throwing it away."

Mingzhu nodded approvingly, real estate is a hard currency in any era.

"But what are you doing with your arms around me?"

"The remaining money should be enough for emergencies, so you can put it away without worry, and save yourself having to get up and look at it several times a night."

Mingzhu nodded approvingly, cash is indeed the best.

"Then why are you hugging me?"

Wang Mingchuan bowed his head and kissed Mingzhu's face, then threw the jar into the bamboo basket and went out with his back, leaving Mingzhu in a daze touching her face.

"So why are you kissing me?"

As I said before, although a certain person is older mentally, he is not as experienced as the younger Wang Mingchuan because of his smooth life. This is reflected in... this, that, and many aspects.

**

Because in the beginning, the village head was the owner of the land that he was looking for to sell the land. He was afraid that he would treat the orphans of this family badly. Therefore, Wang Mingchuan didn't bother to buy land now. They were very surprised when they bought the land back. Thinking of the abnormal behavior of the Wang family's purchase of glutinous rice and other things recently, many people speculated that the Wang family must have made a fortune.

When something new happened to a house in the village, the whole village was excited, because the conversation after dinner could be replaced with a new one, but after all, they would not really intervene in other people's affairs after gossiping, only Only those relatives who are not counted as their own family members and who still have a little bit of relatives will move some unrealistic thoughts.

One day when Mrs. Zhao came back from her natal home and passed by the field, the woman who usually couldn't understand his behavior said loudly:

"Hey, everyone Xue, this is coming back from her mother's house again!"

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Xue have fought so many times to go back to her natal family that her family would not hesitate to persuade her, so people in the village always ask him "Hey, are you going back to her natal family again" when they meet him. Changing his fiery temper and living with Xue Da'an, on the contrary, he brags about how nice his natal family is when he sees everyone. This time when he went back, his mother gave him so many things to take away.The Zhao family can be considered rich even in the village, otherwise they would not have raised such a lazy son, so every time Zhao went home, he could really reap a lot of benefits, plus he deliberately exaggerated every time he listened. In the ears of outsiders, it is really enviable.

"What good things did you bring back from your mother's house today?"

Mrs. Zhao shook the half chicken in her hand and said:

"It's newly slaughtered at home. My mother loves me so much that I don't want to kill the chicken. No, I just got half of it and saved it for me."

Although the daughters-in-law in the village are not as delicate as the rich and wealthy wives, they still haven't seen much blood when they were girls. Anyone who gets married will not dare to kill a living thing for a year or two. At this time, it should be the elders When the children stand up and show their brave side, this can be regarded as the fun between the newlyweds. If Zhao's words are changed to a young woman in the [-]th, it will be cute and pleasing. Zhao is so big. It's disgusting for a man to say this at an old age. The woman was obviously disgusted, so she didn't care about each other's faces and said directly:

"I've never seen someone who went back to her mother's house empty-handed to carry a full bag."

To put it so bluntly, Mrs. Zhao couldn't hold back, but this provocative woman is also known for being fierce in the village. Mrs. Zhao choked on her a few times in the early years and didn't please her, and now seeing her like this It was inevitable that he would feel apprehensive in his heart, so he had no choice but to hold his neck and say:

"Who said I went back to my mother's house empty-handed, you didn't see me... in my arms."

The woman glanced at Zhao's bulging belly and burst out laughing:

"Looking at you like this makes me think a lot."

If the original words got to this point, the matter would have been exposed, but the woman quickly added another sentence,

"I just don't know if you brought more back to your natal home or the Wang family brought more back to your natal home."

"From the royal family?"

Mrs. Zhao was a little overwhelmed by the reaction. This was a relative who didn't move around very often. Outsiders knew that the relationship between the two families was not good, but they never imagined that they were so estranged.

"What, you just drove him away for a few days and you forgot, isn't it your pearl? Now you can be proud to be married to the Wang family. In less than half a year since you married, the Wang family is about to redeem all the land that they sold. Come on, tell me, it’s so easy to get over from that kind of life, why shouldn’t your Mingzhu help her mother’s family?”

That woman's word "relief" was originally meant to satirize Mrs. Zhao, but she never thought Mrs. Zhao really took it seriously - what kind of treasure did this loser get so rich?Could it be that his dead ghost father left some precious things that he didn't find out?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao felt that he had lost a lot of money. When he thought about the exchange of pearls for glutinous rice for mung beans and even wild sweet potatoes a while ago, he was so angry that his liver hurt, and he didn't want to go home now. He took the half chicken and headed straight to Wang's house, and felt something was wrong on the way, and he didn't please himself when he went back. Today, he has to plan and plan, or he will be pitted by that little rascal's hoof, Mrs. Zhao twisted Looking at the fat buttocks, he felt that everything had to wait until he put down the half chicken in his hand.

**

Mingzhu is in the yard supervising Wang Xiaohu's study. Although the child is only five years old, Mingzhu agrees that he should focus on playing, but Xiaohu is frighteningly energetic. If he doesn't find something to calm his temper, sooner or later There is something wrong, so no matter how busy Mingzhu is, she has to spend an hour every day to stare at Wang Xiaohu studying. Although the child is young, he is extremely smart, and he can recognize difficult words with just a few glances. An article After teaching it a few times, I can recite it by myself, but... I am not very good at writing, and the handwriting is too ugly.

Mingzhu doesn't ask a five-year-old doll to be very capable. When he was five years old, he couldn't even write his own name. Xiaohu could at least write the first two characters.

When Mingzhu looked at Xiaohu and sighed, the door panel was slapped, and even Mrs. Jiang and Li Sanniang, who were crunching hawthorn cakes and dry cakes in the kitchen, were startled and hurriedly dropped their work and ran away. Come out and have a look.

"Mingzhu, who is out there who is so strong?"

Li Sanniang wiped her hands on her blue printed apron and asked with a frown, Mingzhu shook her head and drove Wang Xiaohu into the house, and went to the door by herself to open a crack in the door.

"Pearl, it's me."

"Uncle Village Chief?"

Seeing that it was the village chief, Mingzhu felt a little relieved, but when she thought of the loud knock on the door just now, she couldn't help muttering, but the village chief was waiting outside, so he had to open the door, never thought that as soon as the latch was removed, the gate of the courtyard was opened. Then she was kicked away, and Mingzhu couldn't dodge enough to be slapped on the forehead fiercely and backed up several steps, but she couldn't stand still, so she was picked up by the clothes in front of her chest.

"Little Sao hoof, where did you get my Xue family heirloom!"

The author has something to say: This time Zhao's coming to make trouble is an important opportunity for Wenwen's turning point, er er errr, I guessed it right, this is a spoiler.