Chapter 168

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Little Qian whispered, "this year, there are another 20 mu of Yongye field in my family. It will take a lot of time to do this alone. Where can I take care of the wasteland? And now it's winter, and the family has to build a house, so they can't afford to open up wasteland. "

Zhou Dalang sighed and said, "aren't big head and big Ya getting old? Especially Da Ya, you can marry in a few years. "

The Zhou family is not separated. Naturally, the betrothal gifts of the grandchildren are also out of the public. Zhou Dalang doesn't worry about big head and three head, but Da Ya is a daughter. She will always take more dowry out to look good at that time.

Little Qian thought and said, "let's talk about it after next year. Let's see if our family can be busy. If we can, we'll also choose a better place to drive. Moreover, after next year, big head and big Ya are one year older, and they can help more with the work in the field."

Zhou Dalang can only respond.

There are regulations on what to plant in the allotted fields. For example, Yongye field can only grow grain. Even if the county has loose control, at least 80% of it has to grow grain.

Therefore, it is impossible for them to occupy too many good fields to plant ginger and yam, which can not be used as food.

Moreover, Lao Zhou Tou is also very cautious. This year, ginger and yam have indeed brought great benefits to the family, but they are planted less and sold less, so they can be sold out. But if they are planted more, can they be sold out?

Besides, he didn't need to eat ginger and yam every day, so he was willing to take out a few mu of land to grow it. It was a risk.

So he was not very happy about his third son's decision to open up wasteland and plant ginger.

"There's a lot of work in the field. If you don't do it more carefully, the grain production will be reduced. Even if the fourth one tosses around blindly, how can the third one join in the fun?"

Qian said, "the eldest brother's family cooks well. He has a job in the school. He earns money every month. Not to mention the second, his bamboo weaving skills earn no less than the big room every month, but what about the third? He has no other ability, but he can farm. Now four heads are three years old. He has another one and doesn't need money to raise children. "

"It's not short at home. They eat and drink."

"Do you only need to eat and drink to raise children?" Qian said angrily, "it doesn't cost money to pull cloth to make clothes? Besides, he's going to cook a bowl of brown sugar water for his daughter-in-law. Does he have to ask the boss for it? Let him do it, open a seven or eight points, and they will also have a profit. "

"What about the field?"

Qian closed his eyes and didn't speak.

The matter was not discussed for the time being, and they didn't show their dissatisfaction. Sanlang knew nothing about it. He went to the mountain to find a gap, and finally chose one not far from Zhou Xi's wasteland.

He circled down and decided to turn back and open up wasteland when he had time.

But he can't have time in the near future, because the Zhou family has begun to dig foundations to build houses.

The stones picked from the mountain were also sent down one after another, and the Zhou family's house began to be built.

Man Bao was so happy that he had to walk around the house before he went to Bai's house to do his homework every day when he came back from school.

With enough materials and many people, the house was built quickly. Unlike the Bai family, the Zhou family not only built many houses, but also dug ponds in the yard, so the seven masonry houses were built in less than 18 days.

After settling the salary, Lao Zhou looked at the money left in the money box and felt a little sad. "I have to prepare bedding."

"And a bed!" Man Baogang visited his new room, ran in and asked Lao Zhoutou, "Dad, I want a new bed."

"Isn't your little bed still sleeping?"

"I don't want it. Give it to Santou," man Bao said. "I just promised Santou. I'll give him my little bed when I move to my new house. Dad, you can make me a new bed."

Old Zhou said bitterly, "there's no money."

"I have." Man baodeng ran back to the room. After a while, he took out two strings of money and stuffed it into him. "Dad, you must help me make the bed bigger, so I can invite my friends back to talk at night."

Old Zhou was almost choked. He stared and asked, "who's your friend? Girl, you are a girl, but you can't lie in the same bed with a boy. "

"I know," man Bao said perfunctorily, "my friends are not Bai Shanbao, but Miss Fu Er. She said she wanted to come to our house and I could sleep with her."

Old Zhou tou breathed a sigh of relief, but his breath did not go down completely. He suddenly remembered the identity of Miss Fu Er and raised his heart again, "what, you said that Miss Fu Er is the second miss of the county magistrate's house?"

"Yes."

Lao Zhou swallowed his saliva and looked at his old wife.

Qian also sat up straight and asked, "did Miss Fu Er really say she would come to our house?"

Man Bao nodded. "It's written on the letter."

Man Bao took out the letter and showed it to them. However, both husband and wife couldn't read, so man Bao read it to them, "she said that now she is confined to learning rules at home and it's not easy to go out. She envies me that I can go out freely. She thinks it's good if she can come to our house, so I've written to invite her to our house. She may come after a while."

Old Zhou tou and Qian's back were relieved. They said, how could the daughter of the county magistrate come to their poor gully.

After seeing the deceitful girl, old Zhou smiled and said, "OK, I'll make you a new bed."

Don't think about the big bed. It's almost the same.

Of course, man Bao's money is not enough, so they have to add it. Lao Zhou felt heartache when he thought about it.

A bed, not counting wood, costs more than 200 Wen for carpenters alone, so it's far from 200 Wen for man Bao.

But Lao Zhou said nothing. The next day he went to Dali Village with money to find a carpenter and added another bed.

When the new house was built, they didn't move in immediately. First, they didn't make the bed. Second, the new house was always wet, so they had to bake it with fire.

Man Bao is very keen to bake a fire for his new house. He volunteered to hold a torch here and there every day.

Bai Shanbao also liked it very much, so he grabbed their torches with her, and then drove them out, "play with fire and wet the bed at night!"

Man Bao retorted: "nonsense, what does playing with fire have to do with wetting the bed?"

"Yes, I've never heard of playing with fire and wetting the bed."

"That's what adults say," big head put out the torch directly and said, "you're not allowed to play anyway. Grandpa said that baking the house is an adult's business. Aunt, if you don't obey, I'll tell Grandma and my mother."

Man Bao dares to be angry but not to speak. What she fears most is her mother and sister-in-law.