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

Chapter 52 Planting Taro

"You guys are back"

"The food cooked by this celery girl is almost cold, wash your hands and open it quickly." Xunshan saw that the three of them had just returned from the outside, and their bodies were covered with plaster. He took two ladles of water from the house and asked them three Wash your hands on the eaves.

After Zhang Xiaolan put down the taro lotus stalk in her hand, she glanced at the kitchen while she was washing her hands.
"Don't look at it, that family didn't come back, they baked pancakes and ate them in the mountains," Uncle Xun explained to her.

She was taken aback for a moment~ Then she entered the main room indifferently, looking at the dishes on the table, they were really rich~
"At night, stew the half dried pheasant on the stove for Wei's family. I have been doing physical work for the past two days, and eating some pancakes is not enough."

She said to the daughter, after all, she couldn't bear to eat meat at home, but the one at home drank porridge.

Jing Yuan took the full head from Celery, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly in the night. He told his wife that he would not be so hard-hearted. Yesterday he swore to be honest and set the rules. I can't bear to see people working hard.

It was rare for Zhuzi not to speak, but to eat the steamed bun in his mouth with peace of mind.

"Take all these leftover steamed buns to the back mountain later," Zhang Xiaolan said while staring at the pillar sitting opposite.

He was stunned and responded with a "hmm", picked up another steamed bun and put it in his mouth, packed all the steamed buns in the pot and took them away~
amount……

He didn't even ask if they were not enough?

Jing Yuan couldn't hide his smile even more, this stupid boy even said that he didn't care about that girl of the Wei family...

Forget it, let him go.

"Xi'er is doing embroidery in the back room, and his younger brother is also watching in the back room," Celery said at the right time~
Ah, this...

"You bring her two in"

Fortunately, there is a small pot of steamed buns in front of the table~
otherwise……
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After the meal, Zhang Xiaolan sprinkled some of the picked out seeds on the spot where potatoes were planted in the yard, and inserted the garlic and ginger taken out of the space a few days ago. After pouring some water, she went back to the eaves to dump the potatoes. He, while the two young ones were in the yard, cut the leaves of the lotus with a sickle and picked out the stalks of the lotus separately.

"You two, be careful, don't get the juice from these stalks stained on your clothes, these can't be washed off"

"okay"

As for the pickled taro and lotus stalks, she didn't know how to do it right now, so she put it aside and left it alone. First, she picked some rotten taro and some smaller taro from the taro in the basket. All of them were moved into the dustpan and transplanted in the yard.

To be honest, she herself didn't know how to grow this kind of taro, right? But both kinds of taro are swollen into the soil, and one of them will survive.She also felt relieved.

Mrs. Wei, who had delivered the pancakes from Houshan, came back with an empty plate at this time. Seeing that the owner was in pain in the field, she hurriedly put the plate in her hand into the kitchen, and hurried forward to help.

She didn't say much, the two of them seemed to be in a tacit understanding and talked more. Mrs. Wei took a look at how the owner did it, and she followed suit. After all, she hasn't done any farm work in these years, and she doesn't know how to grow vegetables. Not to mention, she didn't know what this black thing was.

She now understands that it is right to talk less and do more.

In less than an hour, the two of them planted all the taro that they had just selected.

When she got up, she realized that she had been squatting for a long time, and she was a little dizzy. Could it be that she is anemic?

(End of this chapter)