Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 116

But anyway, it is still faster than the normal rise in normal seasons.

"What is ripe and unripe?"

He had never seen grapes before, so he was suddenly uncertain.

"When it's ripe, it's purple-red. If it's not ripe, it's blue. It's hard. If the green ones are not hard, you can pick a few plants and let Xi'er test the water. The unripe ones are just sour~"

After listening to the description of the elder sister carefully, he caught up with the mountain...
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As the weather got colder, Jing Yuan personally took Wei Zhong and a few confidants up the mountain, and now they all depended on the game on the top of the mountain to support this group of people. After these days, after transplanting rice seedlings, he was anxious to go up the mountain to find prey.

The three goats in the yard were meant to be killed for extra food after they ran out of milk, but the wife said that the son was fed their milk for confinement, and they would not be killed when they were raised until they died.

The brothers in the courtyard hunted last time, and now there is nothing left, so I can take advantage of this spare time to hunt for more game.

It's just that the game on the mountain is getting less and less. If the next year is good, it would be good for the villagers at the bottom of the mountain to raise pigs.

Thinking like this, they have already entered the boundary of the back mountain.
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In the capital city~
The mouse looked at the masters in front of him, and checked the household registrations in his hands one by one. "There are not many hooligans in Songshan Village here. Right now, we can only find some strong women and children to go there."

Although there is no good news from there, since the freight trip in the past few months, it is almost certain that there will be no accidents this time.

Although he didn't know who the legendary "Madam" was, she was able to grow fruits and vegetables for a short period of time, not to mention the secret papermaking and oil refining techniques. He was very confident about the current batch of grain.

If it weren't for the critical period right now, he really wanted to leave everything here and rush over to meet the "Madam".

What a woman has such wisdom!
"Is it an individual pick? Or a family pick?" The mouse was in trouble for a while, not knowing the real meaning of the master in front of him.

"Look at the family to choose first, and if it is not enough, then choose alone."

Those old gentlemen have suffered so much in prison, so they must take advantage of this trip to give those bachelors a chance.Thinking of these things, he suddenly added, "Take care of the family members of the brothers first, and send all those who are here together."

The mouse couldn't help being moved, bowed heavily, and turned around to carry out the task.

He clearly remembered that Yuan Kui's old mother and Shuan Zi's wife were in this city, and he hurried to find the family members of this family, maybe he would rush there again in a few days.

This is the last few months, and this is a rare two days of leisure. If he hadn't been waiting for the harvest of that batch of grain, he would definitely be running back and forth right now.
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The green and yellow rice drifted with the breeze, refreshing Zhang Xiaolan and the whole people down the mountain. The smell of the rice gave the more than 100 people a real sense of belonging, and even the latest group of craftsmen, He also looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

If they hadn't been on the roof looking at the surrounding rice fields every day, they couldn't believe how much rice had grown in the past month.

Old man Wei was amazed at the scene in front of him. After planting the land for so many years, he still threw rice in such a short period of time.

For the sake of this batch of mature rice, Yuan Kui organized several groups of people to take turns guarding the batch overnight, fearing that the rice would be stolen by an unsightly outsider on the way.

(End of this chapter)