Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 97

After eating and resting for a while, the laoding are going to work.

Man Bao, they are used to sleepy at noon, but at this time, the cold wind is howling. There is no cover here, so they can't take a nap.

So after the three children yawned twice in turn, they were touched with cold water and wiped their faces on Friday.

On Friday Lang smiled and asked, "have we gone home?"

"No," man Bao finally remembered the serious matter. "We haven't finished asking people yet."

On Friday Lang scratched his head and said, "OK, let's stay here with you."

"Brother five, you go fetch water and come back to cook," man Bao suggested. "The bones at the bottom of the pot still taste a little..."

On Friday Lang was stunned and hurriedly said, "man Bao, we can't be so unkind. We've been through it once."

"It's not selling soup. It's free for them." Man Bao said, "I've eaten this meal at noon. There's still evening food. I can't let my third brother eat late and drink cold water. Anyway, a bowl of hot soup is cooked and a kettle of hot soup is also cooked. You can cook it for them."

On Friday Lang breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not difficult. Just draw water to make a fire."

Anyway, it's all firewood. Burn it when it's lit.

But he is not willing to let go of the salt. It's expensive.

On Friday, Lang took Zhou LIULANG to find firewood. Man baoze and Bai Shanbao continued to collect firewood. So many people recorded two thick brochures and planned to sort them out when they went back. Then when Mr. returns, you can ask him how to write his article.

After asking the people, man Bao finally had time to observe their work. She asked curiously, why dig ditches on both sides of the official road? Where does the water in the ditch finally flow? What if the soil dug in the ditch is not enough to fill the pit on the official road?

If the road breaks down again in the future, who will repair it? How often will it be repaired? Is there anyone to take care of it

All kinds of small problems continue. It is learned that tomorrow they will not dig roads, but instead dig water conservancy. Man Bao is particularly excited and says that she will come to see the excitement tomorrow. Oh, no, it's learning.

On Friday, Lang filled the kettle with water, closed the lid and lit the fire. Man Bao and Bai Shanbao sat in front of the stove, warming the fire and looking through their records. They were discussing how to sort them out.

Man Bao said, "it's best to write a small story. You can read it as a story book before going to bed."

Bai Shanbao didn't agree. "I wrote it down. I don't want to read it anymore. I'll write an article directly."

"We wrote it down, but Sir hasn't seen it."

"Just show the brochure to your husband. Why do you have to sort it out?" Bai Shanbao held up his little hand and said, "you can't write. I have to write alone. My hands are very tired."

"Let Bai Er help you."

Bai Erlang refused without thinking: "don't help!"

Man Bao felt sorry and said to Bai Shanbao, "don't worry. When my words are written, I'll write them with you."

"When will your handwriting be ready?"

Manbao is confident, "fast, fast."

Anyway, she doesn't lack paper now. She bought a lot of paper in the mall last time. She decided to practice calligraphy seriously after she went back. With her intelligence, she can learn it soon.

Bai Shanbao is very skeptical about this, because he has to practice calligraphy every day. He learned it after practicing for a long time.

On Friday, Lang did not care about the two children. When the soup boiled, he withdrew the fire and only kept some charcoal at the bottom of the pot so that the boiled water would not become cold.

As soon as the bell rang for the evening meal, Zhou LIULANG went to greet everyone to come and make hot soup together. When he learned that the soup was free this time, the laoding people were happy and took their own bowls to hold the soup. Some people ran back to the thatched cottage to take the bamboo tube they had brought, poured out the cold water stored inside and ran to make hot water.

They decided to tuck the bamboo tube into the quilt. Maybe they could drink warm water after night.

Wednesday Lang also comes with a bamboo tube.

On Friday, Lang filled him with a full bamboo tube and whispered, "brother three, we'll come back tomorrow. You leave the dry food for a meal, and let me take the rest back. Tomorrow I'll let my sister-in-law heat it up again and bring it to you."

On Wednesday, Lang had no problem. He went back to the thatched cottage and took all his remaining dry food, leaving only one cake. He took the rest back on Friday.

Because there was a donkey cart, it was still early for them to return to the village today. Man Bao handed Bai Shanbao the bookcase containing brochures and pen and ink and said, "when I get home for dinner, I'll find you and we'll discuss it together."

Bai Shanbao really didn't want to write, but he nodded, "okay."

He looked around and whispered to man Bao, "remember to bring sugar. I like that red sugar."

Man Bao also lowered his voice and said to him, "don't tell others."

She only eats that kind of sugar. What she usually gives others is not that color, because it is too unlike the sugar that can be made in this era.

Fortunately, Bai Shanbao is stupid and not knowledgeable enough, so he doesn't understand. Man Bao is still willing to share good things with his good friends.

Man Bao also whispered to Bai Shanbao, "you remember to bring sweet scented osmanthus cake and chestnut cake."

Bai Shanbao said, "you can only choose one."

Man Bao swallowed his saliva, very tangled, and finally made up his mind, "let's eat osmanthus cake today and chestnut cake tomorrow."

"Then I don't want red sugar tomorrow. Do you have yellow one? I want yellow one."

"Yes, I'll bring it to you."

So the two little friends were satisfied and said goodbye.

Daji stood under the car, smiling at the two children biting their ears on the car.

On Friday, Lang saw that they had finally finished whispering, so he came forward to take his sister down and waved goodbye to the two young masters of the Bai family.

Hearing the noise at the door, the third sister-in-law of little Qian ran out to see them. Seeing them coming back, she went to help carry the kettle and asked, "have they been sold?"

Lang nodded excitedly on Friday.

The Zhou family closed their doors and counted their money.

On Friday, Lang took out the bag in the barrel, opened the bag and poured out the copper plate.

The whole family looked at this small pile of copper plates in surprise. Little Qian exclaimed, "did you really make money? How much did you spend on meat? "

On Friday, Lang settled accounts for them. This time, they made a total of 178 Wen, not counting the turnips and scallions they brought home.

Even Zhou sirang couldn't help salivating and wanted to play tricks and not go to the Bai family to build a house.

He Baba looked at man Bao and felt that Yaomei TE was eccentric. It was clear that he was the best friend with her before.

Man Bao didn't understand the fourth brother's resentment. She was happy to set aside the cost for the fifth brother tomorrow. When she saw that she had set aside 100 Wen, and the remaining money was only 60% of the official payment. Qian couldn't help but jump in his eyebrows and asked, "why do you want so much, isn't it only 20 Wen?"

Man Bao is very reasonable. "Since we know how to make money, we will buy more tomorrow. Mom, you don't know how poor they are. The Yamen only gives them a steamed bun without food. My friend said that people will get sick if they don't eat food."