Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 302 Part-time job

  When Man Bao returned to his old Zhou home with a rope tied to eight or nine birds, the dinner was almost ready.

  As soon as He saw the bird in her hand, he took it naturally, and then remembered to ask, "Didn’t he let you move the ears of wheat?"

  Man Baodao: "This is not ours, it is the wheat ears that Bai Erlang took from his house."

  He nodded, not paying attention.

  Lao Zhoutou asked more after he came back, "Master Bai knows?"

  Man Bao thought that Bai Erlang let his servants carry a large bundle of wheat ears, so he nodded hesitantly: "You should know."

  Lao Zhoutou is relieved. Unlike his family, Bai’s family has a lot of food. Even if the disaster is not light, the food they harvest is not comparable to them.

Old Zhou grabbed a piece of bird meat and said, "Hurry up and collect all the beans in the ground. The old man is going to work for another three days. The third child, you will take the fourth child to the old man’s house. Workers, the boss stayed at home to make wheat and beans, and the second child continued to go to the city to sell vegetables."

  Brothers responded.

  Originally this year, Lao Zhoutou didn’t plan to let his sons go to Master Bai’s house for part-time work, because there was an extra field of Chu Lang’s at home, so he couldn’t spare so much time.

  After the disaster this year, the work is a bit insufficient. Since the work at home is done fast, of course I am going to take part-time jobs.

  In fact, there are many people who have the same idea as Lao Zhoutou, so when Wei Lang finally took Chu Lang to Bai's house, he found that there were too many people looking for work.

   But they also have advantages,

  Wednesday Lang was a capable person who had recorded his name in the Bai’s steward, and he was from the village, so the Bai’s steward took it as soon as he saw it. The salary was slightly lower than the previous year’s by two cents.

  There is no way. After the disaster, even when the farming is busy, labor is very cheap.

  If it weren’t for Mr. Bai to be cautious enough to only use the acquaintances he had used in previous years, he only had three meals a day, and a wave of his hand in the county would attract many people.

  The steward of the Bai family accepted Wednesday Lang without hesitation. When it was Chu Lang's turn, he struggled a bit, and finally accepted it with a frown.

  This steward lives with Master Bai in Qili Village. He is mainly in charge of the fields in Qili Village and Dali Village. Naturally, he knows that his little Langjun is very close to the little lady of Zhou's family. Recently, he has been playing together every day.

  Forget it, don’t look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

  The steward reluctantly accepted Chu Lang, but he still told Chu Lang, "Wednesday, you have to look at your brother a little bit."

  Wednesday Lang hurriedly bent over to respond, and Chu Lang also smiled and promised that he would work hard.

  The steward waved his hand, asked someone to send them two sickles, and then left.

  Thursday Lang took the sickle and sighed, "My old waist."

  Wednesday Lang looked at him.

  Thursday Lang hurriedly said: "Third brother, you can rest assured, I will not be lazy, and you should not complain to your father."

  Wednesday Lang retracted his gaze and said, "Let's go, let's go to the field."

  The white wheat has not been harvested yet.

  The land in other parts of Bai's house may have a Zhuangzi, and there are subordinates who are farming, or the land is mainly rented to tenants, and a Zhuangzi is also set up to manage it.

  Only the fields of Qili Village and Dali Village are close to the left, and Master Bai is more attentive, so in addition to more than 20 long-term workers and a dozen unemployed people, he prefers to hire nearby villagers as part-time workers.

  It is precisely because of this that Master Bai was able to quickly integrate into the local villagers in the first two years of moving to Qili Village.

  Not only in Qili Village, but also in Dali Village.

  After all, when the farm is busy, everyone can rely on him to make money, and when the farm is slack, everyone can still rely on him to make money, right?

  The country folks are simple, and are always more grateful for the owner who can provide them with food and clothing.

  Because of this, no matter whether it is planted or harvested, this piece of his family will always be a bit slower than that of others.

  Master Bai doesn't like to grow beans. Compared with beans, wheat that can be ground into flour is naturally more delicious. Therefore, most of the dry land in Master Bai's home is planted with wheat.

  They cut into the village from a distance. At this time, there is still a large area that has not been cut. When the cut is finished, the beans can be harvested.

  In fact, Chu Lang prefers to cut beans.

  He yawned and followed his third brother's buttocks to cut the wheat. He only rested for one hour at noon.

  Although the three meals a day that the Bai family is responsible for are good, the workload of this kind is still doing under the sun, which still makes Chu Lang painful.

  As soon as he was in pain, he couldn't help but want to fish. Anyway, he was not in his own home.

Chu Lang's movements became slower and slower, slower and slower, and then he heard the rustling sound behind him, his body became stiff, and he immediately cut it up. After a while, he couldn't bear to hear that there was no movement behind him. Live and look back.

  I saw a very familiar little kid not far away instructing a servant to pile up several piles of wheat that they had cut, and then tied them up and carried them away.

  Thursday Lang couldn’t help but ask, "Little Lang Jun, is this also going to the ground to help harvest wheat?"

  Master Bai is willing to call on his precious little son?

  Bai Erlang turned his head to look at him, and it took a long time to recognize that this dark person is Man Bao’s fourth brother, and he grinned, “No, I want to catch sparrows with Bai Shanzhou. I need wheat as bait.”

  Not only was Chu Lang silent now, but even Wednesday Lang couldn’t help but look back. Seeing that the next person had already carried the bundle of wheat, he couldn’t help but said, “Could it be too much?”

"Not at all. The more you spread, the more birds will fly down," Baijiro said confidently: "We caught too hard during this period. It is no longer possible to catch birds at the entrance of the village. It's a bird, so I can only come here to catch it."

  Thursday Lang didn’t understand very well, "Is there a lack of meat at home, too?"

   "No shortage, why do you ask?"

   "Since there is no shortage of meat, why bother to catch birds?"

   "Because it's fun!" Bai Erlang had eaten the bird for several days, even if he changed the taste, he would be tired of eating it.

  And the reason why he likes to run around to carry wheat ears every day is because catching birds is so fun.

  Up to now, he has gathered a lot of friends to play this game together.

  Yes, Bai Erlang has gathered a lot of friends, so that every time even Man Bao and Bai Shan Bao are not present, they can do well.

  Of course, Man Bao will come every day in order to be able to eat meat, but he will bring his own book.

  Bai Shanbao thinks that the snacks made by deep-fried or grilled birds are also very good, so he will follow along with his own book.

  Because they only had one set of fishing nets, they couldn't get the job of pulling the rope. Of course, they couldn't take the job of digging pits and burying sticks.

  So they looked for a tree to sit and read, and occasionally pointed them up how to position them.

  Of course, when Shirajiro arrives, he will take over the command forcefully and will not interfere with others.

Both Bai Shanbao and Manbao are tired of playing this game. Naturally, they don’t care. If he wants to command, he will give it to him. And because of this, when the birds are divided every day, Manbao and Bai Shanbao can get the same as Bai Er. The number, the beautiful name, is an offering to the elders.

  Well, elder.

  (End of this chapter)