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

Chapter 117

Madam specifically explained that the harvest can be done within two days, and half of the harvested millet must be kept for planting next year.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel regretful. If I had planted it a month earlier, I could have harvested an extra season. What a pity...

Wei Xier's complexion in the past two days has been much better than the previous few days. Zhu Zi saw that the elder sister's grapes really worked, and couldn't help but be soft and hard to get the elder sister to agree. He moved one plant down. He found out that his wife loves it more. Eating these green, not yet ripe grapes tasted even better in his mouth, but he couldn't help but taste one, it was so sour that his old teeth couldn't stand it, and his whole face was wrinkled into a piece , was watched by Xi'er, and laughed for a long time.

Such a sour thing, the daughter-in-law actually tastes delicious...

He specially watered the vine in the pot to ensure that the transplanting would continue to survive, but it took a lot of thought.

Jing Yuan looked at the handwriting in his hand, and remained silent for a long time, which made Huzi and Celery, who were sitting on the table reading and writing, and Wei Cheng, the youngest son of the Wei family, dare not speak out. He had indeed wasted a lot of his studies recently.

The font that used to have aura is now written like a dog, which made him frown again and again. It seems that this child just can't get used to it...

He glanced at the three people who were sitting properly, and he didn't say anything when he wanted to train again, "These days have been delayed a lot, take advantage of this time to calm down and make up for it, especially Hu Zi and Wei Cheng. ,Did you hear that?"

"heard it."

The guilty two replied obediently, and Qin Cai also responded repeatedly this time. Although her father didn't name her, she also felt that she hadn't made any progress recently. Extraordinarily scribbled.

"Celery is the one that has improved the most among the three of you. You two should study hard."

She couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when she heard her father suddenly say such a sentence on the top of her head. She glanced at her father and saw the recognition in his eyes. Dad looked at him with admiration again.

After the two children obediently agreed, they lowered their heads even lower.
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On the day of the harvest, Zhang Xiaolan restrained the two children. Looking at the two children who were about to move, she couldn't help shaking her head. How could she not know her own son? After all, the baby is only over six years old, and the family situation is like this, so I have to take advantage of these two years to take advantage of him.

"Boss, you don't know that a batch of rice has just been harvested outside, and it is said that the yield is at least twice that of previous years."

Mrs. Wei came back with the kettle, and couldn't help saying to Zhang Xiaolan in the yard.

She happily lifted the kettle to the stove, filled the kettle with the pre-boiled hot water in the pot, and it was so hot outside that they were cutting rice while it was still dark. She was very busy, so she went one by one. Bring some water to quench their thirst.

Zhang Xiaolan smiled and said nothing, but in her heart she was thinking about how much surplus food she could harvest this time.

He also followed Mrs. Wei out of the yard, walking in the field and looking at the golden patches of rice, feeling refreshed for no reason.

Scanning and looking at everyone, except for the craftsmen in the village rushing to the construction site, everyone else was cutting the rice in front of them with sickles without pain.

Even the way of cutting rice is peculiar.

Old man Wei and his son followed Yuan Kui, and couldn't help saying, "This master's method is really useful, I didn't expect to cut it so fast!"

(End of this chapter)