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

Chapter 49 Preparing Sweet Potato Flour to Take on the Road

Old man Wei on the top of the mountain tied the bamboo in front of him into a bundle, and tied it firmly with vines, "Father, let's go back, it's almost dawn~"

The eldest son reminded that the old man Wei looked up at the gradually brightening sky, and he also carried the bundled bamboo in front of him on his shoulder in melancholy, and walked towards the small bamboo courtyard panting heavily.

The youngest son Wei Cheng behind him followed behind with the ax...

"Don't delay after eating breakfast later, the trap from yesterday will be dug before today." With two hundred steps left in the yard, Old Man Wei said.

The bamboo that was originally carried on the shoulders was not too heavy, but after hearing what my father said, it was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold. Wei Zhong kicked his feet, but he returned to nature. Their father and son made up for it.
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"Little Celery's craftsmanship is comparable to your mother's," Xun Shan boasted with a smile.

"If my eldest grandson's family is still alive, how about being in-laws?" I suddenly had this thought in the past two days.

"not good"

Zhang Xiaolan replied firmly.

She doesn't let her children have an arranged marriage, it's up to them to choose their own marriage.

"Oh, I don't know which little girl will be so lucky to marry our celery in the future." He said sourly, not minding her rejection just now.

The celery was embarrassing on the table, and he said "I'm done eating" in a disheartened manner, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Don't make jokes in front of the children in the future, you see the children are scared away." Although Zhang Xiaolan scolded Xun Shan, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't mean to blame at all.

Jing Yuan ate the sweet potatoes in the bowl slowly from beginning to end.

Zhu Zi saw that the sweet potato flour in the bowl was really like what the elder sister said, soaked in some boiling water, and it was soft and ready to eat within a few minutes, he couldn't help being very curious, what is this thing?
She just smiled and didn't answer his curiosity~
That's right, they weren't at home before making sweet potato flour, and she didn't intend to tell the truth~
"Your sister said, I can prepare more food for you, and you can eat it with boiling water on the way." After taking the last sip, Jing Yuan said quietly.

Xun Shan was overjoyed, "It's better to be a little baby", and hearty laughter ran through the whole main room, making Mrs. Wei, who was drinking sweet potato porridge in the kitchen, frown.

"What's so funny, it's not like us, living under the fence"

Thinking like this from the bottom of my heart, I accidentally muttered it out. As a result, old man Wei made a "pop", dropped his chopsticks, turned around and left the kitchen...

Made Mrs. Wei startled...

When he reacted, the old man had already picked up the hoe in the yard and left the yard.

"Mother, don't say such things in the future." Wei Zhong was not in the mood to eat any more, so he went to the yard to pick up the hoe he put down yesterday, carried it on his shoulder, and chased after his father.

Only the astonished Mrs. Gu, her youngest son and daughter were left on the table.

Wei Xi'er was eating the porridge in the bowl in a dispirited manner, she didn't try to persuade her mother as she did last night, she was still silent in the sadness of not being able to eat with Zhu Zi~
The youngest son, Wei Cheng, doesn't want to continue eating or walking. In fact, he doesn't want to work either. He wants to continue to learn Kung Fu from Huzi. Although he has been walking in the horse step recently, he obviously feels that his body is much better than before. And recently, I have been doing more vigorous work than before.

"Cheng'er, don't follow behind, stay behind and learn the horse step with your tiger son." Zhang Xiaolan packed up the dishes and came out, seeing the youngest son of the Wei family following behind Mrs. Wei, ready to go out, she hurriedly called out.

(End of this chapter)