After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Unable to withstand the questioning of his grandparents, Wang Gou'er confessed.

"Grandma, when do you think I will ask for a wife?"

Mrs. Wang was stunned for a while when she heard this, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"Are you thinking of marrying a wife?"

Wang Gou'er's face flushed quickly, but he still spoke cheekily.

"Grandma, what do you think of Xiaolan?"

Mrs. Wang couldn't laugh anymore.

"Xiao Lan?"

Wang Gou'er blushed and nodded.

The little cricket was watching the show, his eyes were full of curiosity.

He doesn't understand.

My brother obviously didn't like sister Xiaolan before.

Mrs. Wang and Old Man Wang looked at each other, and saw worry in each other's eyes.

Mrs. Wang felt that her grandson should be more realistic.

"Dog, listen to grandma, let's marry a daughter-in-law of the right family.

Don't say that the Zhao family is powerful now, even before, the Zhao family was much better than ours, most people would not consider our family, so you should forget about it. "

Wang Gou'er didn't understand either.

"Well, what if she likes it?

Didn't you often say before that a good man has to be a good person, good tempered, and good to his wife.

Why do we talk about the family now? We say that our family is poor.

Besides... I don't think our family is very poor, it's much poorer than ours.

And I will work hard to make money in the future.

You say that as long as you work hard, you can live a good life. "

Old man Wang sighed.

"Dog, everyone in this world is realistic. A good relationship is one thing, but this is another.

You want to see, what the whole family eats now, we can compare?Look at other people's business, they raise pigs, run workshops, and see the people they come and go.

What are you using to please others? "

Wang Gou'er was heartbroken when he heard what his grandparents said, but he had to admit it.

It's all true...

But, should I just give up like this?
They grew up together and she played best with him.

Wang Gou'er's heart twitched for no reason when he imagined that someone he had known since childhood married someone else.

"Then what if I earn more."

If you can learn skills and earn well, you should at least be more capable than your peers in ten miles and eight villages.

In this way, is there a chance?
Mrs. Wang took the chopsticks and woke up her grandson.

"Okay, let's eat, it's still early, think about this, who can say what will happen in the future."

Wang Gou'er bit the glutinous rice cake, and secretly made up his mind that he must start to be serious and forge ahead, otherwise the girl who grew up will marry someone else in the future.

In the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanlan is still very enthusiastic about Tiantian.

Cooperating with Zhao Yuanlan's enthusiasm every day, his face gradually became a little stiff.

He also didn't understand why sister Xiaolan was so enthusiastic now, he really couldn't take it anymore.

Zhao Yuanle, who saw through everything, had a complicated expression on his face.

Forget it... The young world, she should not get involved.

She also has to be busy with her own affairs.

For example, follow my big sister to learn some basic nursing techniques.

Also, learn two tricks from those who are capable.

If you can learn how to shoot a gun or something, that's fine.

Well, for telegrams, you can also try to get in touch.

After eating, Zhao Yuanle still had a bunch of plans in his mind.

When she was washing dishes in the kitchen, she told Zhao Yuanxi about learning from her.

Zhao Yuanxi: "It's almost Chinese New Year now, let me give you a book on nursing first, and when the new year starts, you can come and learn with me, how about it?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay."

The family reunited for one night, and the next day, Zhao Dacheng was going to take his people back to the county, and he was relieved every day.

Zhao Yuanle didn't go with her first, she wanted her father, who hadn't been home for a long time, to get acquainted with some business.

Feeding pigs is easy to say, but difficult to say, it is indeed a bit particular.

As the person who knows the habits of these pigs in his family best, Zhao Yuanle did his part and became a teacher.

In the pigsty, Zhao Ercheng was still teasing the little pig.

"Hey, little piggy, you have nice eyes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay, okay, don't look at the little piggy, come and look at my bucket."

Zhao Ercheng looked indifferent.

"Oh, isn't it just to get some pig food? Your father and I didn't make enough when we were young?"

Zhao Yuanle: "There is a ratio, how much radish, how much pigweed, and how much chaff, and how long it will take to cook, do you know?"

Zhao Ercheng: "If it's cooked, it's fine. What's the ratio? What's the ratio? Isn't it just a little bit of each?"

Zhao Yuanle: "That's not true, I have researched it now, the proportion of the pig food that the pig needs to eat is different at different times.

Also, look at the time over there, the feeding is different at night and during the day.

There are also requirements for how they are cooked. If they are cooked just right, they can eat at just the right speed. They are not easy to accumulate food, easier to digest, and easier to gain weight. "

Zhao Ercheng couldn't help frowning.

"And these?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Yes, otherwise, why do you think our pigs grow so well?"

This is true.

Although, these pigs are more edible and fat because they are close to her.

But after a long time, she found that the pig food and the pig house, if these things are done well, they will grow better.

These things, the old man Wu has always remembered to tell her that the proportion of these pig foods and the degree of cooking are the best after several people have tried them.

"That's right." Zhao Yuanle remembered something.

"Well, those little pigs, because they are not required to grow fat, they are specially bought to produce milk, and they eat differently from these pigs."

She led Zhao Ercheng to the place where soybean meal and beans were stored.

"These will be mixed in when the Huazhu is cooked, which will help them produce milk in the future."

Zhao Ercheng was silent for a long time.

He really thought about feeding the pigs simply.

Zhao Yuanle pointed outside.

"Can you use a biogas stove? Then cook on it. The cooking time varies with different sizes of fire.

I can't remember this one clearly, you can ask Aunt Yu next to you when the time comes. "

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Zhao Ercheng slowly moved his eyes over.

"Lele, aren't you born with a photographic memory?"

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Why does my father still remember this one?

Hearing this, she touched her head helplessly.

"This may just be a coincidence. Now I have returned to a normal person's brain, but I still have a lot of strength, and I don't have a photographic memory."

Hearing this, Zhao Ercheng sighed with regret, and soon he was relieved.

"That's right. To be a human being, you must be content and not too greedy. It's good to have great strength. It's impossible for you to bump into every good thing."

Zhao Yuanle nodded with a smile, and handed the bucket to Zhao Ercheng.

"Father, it's up to you in the future."

Zhao Ercheng patted his chest.

"Do not worry."

While Zhao Ercheng was earnestly learning how to feed pigs, Zhao Yuanle also spent a day in the county and got a book on nursing from his sister.

After getting the book, she put it away first, and while she still had time, she went to Qingye Hall again.

The New Year is getting closer and closer, and she wants to make an agreement with Ming Hongyan to let Wu Lin go home for the New Year.

Before asking Ming Hongyan's opinion, she had to seek Wu Lin's consent.

Based on his long-term experience with Wu Lin, Zhao Yuanle chose to get straight to the point, and then directly asked him to agree with him.

In the laboratory, Zhao Yuanle crunched his ten finger joints.

"Let me tell you, you have to go back if you go back, or you have to go back if you don't go back, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude, my fist, that is not a vegetarian."

Wu Linmin glanced at her.

"If you pinch your fingers like this, your knuckles will become thicker and uglier in the future."

Zhao Yuanle put down his hand.

"Don't talk about it, I'm an unreasonable person. You have been beaten so many times by me. You should have experience. I can definitely do that kind of thing. I will pick you up that day at the latest. Come home with me when the time comes, and I will let you back after the fifth day."

Wu Lin also nodded without hesitation.

After all, Zhao Yuanle's beating was real, and he showed no mercy at all.

In fact, he didn't understand Zhao Yuanle, how ruthless he must be to be able to deal with such a face like him?
He usually felt distressed when he saw that his face was so red.

This man was so cruel to his face, hitting him with his fist, it was really cruel.

Zhao Yuanle saw that Wu Lin was done, so he went to find Ming Hongyan.

Ming Hongyan was obviously a busy person, and made her wait for an hour.

Zhao Yuanle was getting impatient waiting in the living room.

She frowned and looked at the red belly beside her.

"I said, why are you so ignorant? Anyway, your master will agree, so why don't you just bring a message?
If I insist on staying here and saying it myself, it is a waste of my precious time.

Do you know that wasting other people's time is tantamount to murdering money?

You are plotting money and killing yourself, you know that?
You should feel guilty! "

The red belly looked indifferent, and didn't pay much attention to Zhao Yuanle.

He doesn't feel guilty at all.

Zhao Yuanle rolled his eyes: "Do you want to know how you can compensate me?"

Red belly: "I don't want to."

Zhao Yuanle: "I think your legs and feet are very good, how about this, in order to make your conscience passable, I will give you a chance to guide me to practice legs and feet, how about it?"

The red belly looked Zhao Yuanle up and down and shook his head.

"No."

Zhao Yuanle: "Why?"

The bare belly is a matter of course: "You are so powerful, there is no need to learn."

With so much strength and quick reaction, what else do you need to learn?

They have practiced kung fu since they were young, and what they have practiced is subconscious reflexes and a steady foothold.

Zhao Yuanle has great strength, so she doesn't have to worry about her footing being unstable. She has quick reflexes. Doesn't that mean she has both?What else is there to practice?

Zhao Yuanle frowned: "But I only catch up with people and hit them directly with fists and sticks, without any tricks."

Red belly: "Scheme routines, those are all summed up moves that are easy to hit people. Anyway, as long as they can knock people down, the movements you use are the most suitable trick routines."

Zhao Yuanle frowned.

"I still want to learn."

If you don't learn, you will always feel like a violent woman.

Ming Hongyan walked at the door, the voice came in one step at a time, followed by the clear smell from the wind, and finally the person with a slight smile.

"Learn these, do you want to fight the enemy?"

Then he couldn't be happier.

Zhao Yuanle: "If it really calls in, I don't mind going."

Ming Hong said: "Let's forget it, let them break into the hinterland, it is our dereliction of duty."

Zhao Yuanle looked at him with interest again.

She told him what she wanted to learn.

Ming Hongyan nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, this is very simple, there is a place here that people usually train, except for the cannon, there are all kinds of new weapons.

I'll give you a sign, you can go there when you have time, and someone will teach you. "

Zhao Yuanle looked forward to it, and asked again.

"What about telegrams?"

Ming Hong said: "As long as you have a telegraph, you can practice at home when you have time."

Zhao Yuanle: "You want me to buy it myself?"

Ming Hong said, "I can borrow it from you."

Zhao Yuanle: "No rent?"

Ming Hong said: "No rent, and I will bring you the study manual by the way."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help clapping his hands.

"That's how we live together."

Ming Hongyan also showed a satisfied smile, and he gave Zhao Yuanle some advice.

"It's actually true what you said before the bare belly. You don't need to practice what they did. You just need to know how to control your strength. By the way, it's best to practice more accurately."

Zhao Yuanle: "Practice accurate head, is it archery?"

Ming Hong said: "Not necessarily, it can also be the accuracy of throwing stones directly. Anyway, this kind of thing can be used equally, and the others are similar."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh."

Ming Hongyan couldn't help but add another sentence.

"The main thing is not so strong bow and arrow for you to pull."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "That's true."

She can throw things with all her strength, but if she pulls her bow and arrows with all her strength, then...

Anyway, this matter was settled, so Zhao Yuanle talked about letting Wu Lin go home for the New Year.

Ming Hongyan hesitated for a moment.

"He's doing something very important."

Zhao Yuanle: "Can't you have a few days off?"

Ming Hong said: "There are a lot of people waiting, giving him a holiday is equivalent to giving the bunch of people behind him a holiday."

Zhao Yuanle: "Let's let it go. You have to combine work and rest. For those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, their minds may be too early. Even if they don't have a holiday, they will not be efficient in doing things."

Ming Hongyan smiled lightly: "Alright then, I just happened to give myself a few days off in those few days."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help thinking of Wu Nian.

"Did she get home safely?"

Ming Hong said: "Well, it's safe and sound."

It's just that the place I went to is now undercurrents.

Zhao Yuanle: "Then you have to celebrate the New Year alone this year? How pitiful."

Ming Hong said: "It's not the first time, I'm used to it."

Zhao Yuanle: "Tsk..."

Is this the life of a busy man...

After taking the sign given by the busy man, Zhao Yuanle turned around and was about to go home. At this moment, she thought of something in her head.

The place Ming Hong said was far away from her home, and it would take a lot of time to go back and forth.

If roads are built...

Road repairs cost money...

She just paid a lot of taxes...

But...she has another thing.

With a smile on her face, Zhao Yuanle turned around slowly, and she looked at Ming Hongyan with steady eyes.

Facing this look, Ming Hongyan was wary for a moment, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Zhao Yuanle hummed: "I think you should pay for road repairs."

Ming Hongyan's voice turned in a low voice.

"Oh?"