Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 168 New House Completed

The little Qian said in a low voice: "This year there will be another 20 acres of Yongye field in my family. It will take a lot of time to do this. Where can I find time to take care of the wasteland? And now it’s winter, and the family needs it again. To build a house, there is no way to open up wasteland."

   Zhou Dalang sighed and said, “Isn’t it because Datou and Da Ya are not too young? Especially Da Ya, I can say kiss in a few years."

  The Zhou family is not divided into families. The grandchildren said that the bridesmaids and other gifts of the relatives are naturally also out of the public. Zhou Dalang is not very worried about the big head and the third head, but the big girl is a girl.

The little Qian thought for a while and said, "Let’s talk about it after next year, and see if the family can be busy. If possible, we will also choose a better place to drive, and after next year, Datou and Daya will be another year older. Now, they can also help a little bit more with the work in the field."

   Zhou Dalang can only respond.

  There are regulations on what to grow in the divided fields. Like Yongyetian, only grain can be grown. Even if the county is loosely regulated, at least 80% of the grain must be grown.

  So it is impossible for them to occupy too much fertile land to grow **** and yam, which cannot be used as food.

Besides, Lao Zhoutou is also very cautious. This year **** and yam have indeed brought a lot of benefits to the family, but they are planted in small quantities, so they can be sold, but if they grow more, they can sell out. NS?

  Not to mention, this **** and yam don’t need to be eaten every day, so his willingness to take out a few acres of land for planting is already considered a risk.

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

   "There is a lot of work in the field. If you don't do more detailed work, the grain production will definitely be reduced. The fourth and the rest are just a little messy, why the third is also joining in the fun?"

The Qian said, "Everyone is good at cooking. There is a job in the school, and every month is paid. The second child, not to mention, his bamboo weaving craftsmanship earns no less than the big house every month. What about the third child? He has no other abilities, but he can farm. Now the four are three years old, and he has another one. There is no money for raising a child."

   "Their eating and drinking are not short at home."

"Does raising a child only need to eat and drink?" Qian groaned, "I don't need money for making clothes? If he wants to cook a bowl of brown sugar water for his wife, should he still beg the old man? Let him Do it, and if you open it up, they will also have a profit."

   "What should I do in that field?"

  Qian closed his eyes and said nothing.

This matter was not discussed for the time being, and they did not show any dissatisfaction. Wei Lang knew nothing about it, so he walked to the side of the mountain looking for a gap, and finally selected a piece not far from Zhou Xi’s wasteland. .

  He circled it and decided to turn around and open up wasteland when he had time.

  However, he won't have time anymore in the near future, because the Zhou family has already started digging foundations to build a house.

  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 every day when he came back from school before going to Bai's home to do his homework.

With enough materials and a large number of people, the building of houses was very fast. Unlike the Bai family, Zhou's house was not only built, but also a pond was dug in the yard. Therefore, the seven masonry houses were built in less than 18 days. NS.

  Lao Zhoutou took a look at the money left in the money box after he settled his wages, and felt a little heartache, "I have to prepare the bedding."

   "There are still beds!" Man Bao just went to visit his new room, ran in in a hurry, and demanded from Lao Zhou, "Father, I want a new bed."

   "Can you still sleep in your little bed?"

"I don't want it anymore, give it to Santo," Man Bao said: "I just promised to Santo. I will give him my little bed when I move to the new house. Dad, please give me a new bed. "

  Lao Zhou said with a bitter face, "I'm out of money."

"I have." Man Bao rushed back to the room. After a while he took out two strings of money and stuffed it to him: "Father, you must help me make the bed bigger, so I will pay. Can I invite my friends back to Bingzhuye to talk."

  Lao Zhou’s head was almost choked. He opened his eyes wide and asked, “Who is your friend? Girl, you are a girl, you can’t lie down on the same bed with a boy.”

   "I know," Man Bao said perfunctorily: "The friend I'm talking about is not Bai Shanbao and the others, it is Miss Fu Er. She said she wants to come to our house to play, and then I can sleep with her."

Lao Zhoutou breathed a sigh of relief, but before his anger had completely subsided, he suddenly remembered the identity of Miss Fu Er, and his heart came up again, "Huh, Miss Fu you mentioned is the second young lady of the county grandfather's house? "

"Yes."

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

  Qian also straightened his back and asked: "Ms. Fu Er really said that she wants to live in our house?"

  Man Bao nodded, "It says on the letter."

Man Bao showed them the letter, but the couple were illiterate, so Man Bao read it to them," she said, now she is confined at home to learn the rules, and it’s not easy to even go out. I envy me that I can be unrestrained. I went out, thinking that if she could come to our house, it would be nice, so I have written to invite her to come to our house as a guest, and she may come after a while."

  Lao Zhou’s head and Qian’s backs were loosened, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and they said, how could the daughters of the grandfather of the county come to their poor ravine.

   Glancing at the deceitful girl, Old Zhou smiled and agreed: "Okay, I'll make you a new bed."

  There is no need to think about the big bed, it's almost a normal one.

  Manbao’s money is of course not enough, so they have to add to it. Old Zhou feels heartache when he thinks about it.

  A bed, excluding wood, would cost more than two hundred wen for the carpenter, so it’s a far cry from Manbao’s two hundred wen.

  However, Lao Zhou said nothing. The next day he carried his money to Dali Village to find a carpenter and added another bed.

  The new house was built, but they didn’t move in immediately. One was that the beds were not ready yet, and the other was that the new house was always a little damp, so it had to be baked with fire.

  Man Bao is very keen to bake the fire in his new house. Every day, he volunteers to raise the torch inside and out here and there.

  Bai Shanbao also liked it very much, so he rushed to play with her and was so scared that he snatched the torches of the two of them, and then drove them out, "playing with fire to wet the bed at night!"

  Man Bao retorted: "Nonsense, what does playing with fire have to do with bedwetting?"

   "Yes, I have never heard of bedwetting when playing with fire."

"The adults say so," the big head extinguished the torch and said, "You are not allowed to play anyway. Grandpa said, baking the house is an adult's business. Sister, if you are not obedient, I will tell my grandma and my mother. ."

  Man Bao dared to be angry and dare not speak, she was most afraid of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

  (End of this chapter)