After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

The factory was suspended and the annual vacation started, but Qin Yao couldn't stop for a few days as she wished and stay at home.

The twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good day to kill the New Year pig.

Liu Dafu's family took the lead and wanted to kill two pigs.

One of them is specially used to treat the whole village to kill pig rice.

At dawn, the men of Liu Dafu's family came to the village to call for help. Every household, as long as it was empty, went to help.

Qin Yao heard the screams of pig killing coming from the village early in the morning, turned over and continued to sleep.

Until noon, the grandson of Liu Dafu's family came over and shouted: "Ms. San, come to my house to eat pig-killing rice!"

Qin Yao stretched out, dressed and washed in two minutes, locked the door and followed Le Hehe's children to his house to eat delicious pig-killing rice.

Liu Ji and Awang took the children into the city early in the morning.

Erlang woke up the whole family before dawn, fearing that he would be late and not be able to grab a good stall to sell windmills.

These days of the new year coincide with the market, which is a good day for people from all over the city to go to the city to buy new year's goods.

Only by taking advantage of the excitement can we raise the price of the items for sale by one or two cents and make a little more money.

As soon as they entered the city, Erlang, the four brothers and his sister took Liu Ji to find a stall to sell goods.

Awang was responsible for the purchasing task. He paid a few more pennies, drove straight to the slaughterhouse, and got half a fan of pork first.

After New Year's Eve, the market will not be open until the 15th day of the first lunar month, so stock up on fresh meat.

But with this half fan of pork, Awang was still worried that there would not be enough food for the few mouths at home.

Fortunately, there were people on the street selling bacon and sausages that were too old to eat last year. The prices were cheap and affordable. He bought them all and calculated that he should have enough meat, so he felt relieved.

The remaining New Year's goods are basically to make up for whatever the family lacks. The big-headed Qin Yao and his wife had already bought them from Fucheng and prepared them.

When Awang finished his shopping and found his father and son, Erlang's stall had just opened and sold a windmill.

But with a start, everything goes smoothly.

This rare gadget is indeed very popular.

Anyone who brings children and has plenty of money will basically not be able to withstand the children and will end up spending money after a while.

Liu Ji took the lead and led Sanlang and Si Niang to work hard to find ways to greet passers-by. One of them gave the goods and the other took the money.

The five father and son cooperated tacitly, and soon all the windmills brought by Erlang were sold out.

Awang didn't wait long before he saw the father and son closing the stall and coming towards him with high spirits and smiles.

In order to haul more goods, the ox cart we drove today was full of goods, leaving only a small half of the empty seats. Sanlang and Si Niang squatted up, and Erlang could barely sit on the shaft of the cart. Liu Ji and Dalang had to rely on them. feet walking.

But this is not difficult for Liu Ji.

He waved his hand and said, "Awang, come down, sir. I will drive the car today."

Awang said "Oh", jumped out of the car, put the whip into Liu Ji's hand, then took Siniang out of the car, and carried her on his shoulders amidst the little girl's low cry of surprise.

"Da Lang, you get in the car." Awang pointed to the vacant seat and motioned for Da Lang to get on.

Dalang glanced at Si Niang, who was sitting on Ngawang's shoulder. The perspective of an adult from a height was completely different from the perspective she had seen in the past. She could see all the people and stalls on the street at a glance. The little girl's eyes rolled with joy. non-stop.

Da Lang smiled, Ma Liu climbed onto the bullock cart and sat next to San Lang.

Liu Ji said twice: "It's so good, it's so good!"

Crack the whip and drive ahead.

Awang followed with Siniang on his back, and the speed was not slow. On the road, if Siniang wanted to pick an iceberg from the branch above her head, Awang would lightly jump up and carry her up into the air.

Without any effort, Siniang was able to successfully grab an iceberg with her small hands and laughed happily.

Liu Ji was driving the car, teasing her from time to time and asking her daughter to pick one for him.

The fourth mother didn't want to, so the one and the other started arguing childishly. The three brothers Awang and Dalang shook their heads.

When Qin Yao finished eating Liu Dafu's pig-killing rice and ran to the second house, Liu Ji and the others returned home.

The villagers helped Liu Dafu's family kill two pigs in the morning, took a break at noon, and then continued to kill the two pigs bought by the villagers in the afternoon.

After the pigs were killed, each family took their share and went home. The village chief came over and invited Qin Yao to eat at home.

Unable to resist the hospitality, Qin Yao had another meal.

It was late to eat, so Liu Ji asked Dalang Erlang to come over to remind her before he called her home.

When Qin Yao entered the house smelling of alcohol, Liu Ji complained: "It's so late and I'm not home. If I had known, I'd have drunk you to death outside!"

Qin Yao drank a lot of wine, but she was not drunk.

He just seemed lazy. He fell down on the chair in the main room as soon as he entered the door, staring at one place, a little confused.

She didn't listen to Liu Ji's complaints at all.

Sanlang curiously walked up to A Niang, raised his little hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Qin Yao's eyes moved, following the small hand in front of her eyes, her eyes fell on Sanlang's face, and asked with a lazy smile: "What's wrong?"

Sanlang smiled sheepishly, "I thought you were drunk, Auntie."

Qin Yao reached out and fiddled with the child's messy hair, and said confidently: "It's just a jar of soju, I can't get drunk."

"Have the windmills been sold today?"

At the mention of the windmill, Saburo's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily, "Yeah, yeah, the sales were very good. They were all sold out in a while. The second brother even gave us five cents each."

A windmill sold for 15 cents, and some people bargained for less if they bought two, so 25 windmills sold for a total of 366 cents.

After subtracting the cost of 200 Wen, there are still 166 Wen.

He generously gave five cents to each of his eldest brother, three younger brothers and four younger sisters, leaving 151 cents left.

No, in order to wash away the shame of being given away by Liu Ji yesterday, Erlang generously stuffed the extra penny into Liu Ji's pocket.

Liu Jijing was not upset at all. Mosquito legs were also meat, so he happily accepted them.

So in the end, Erlang received a total of 150 coins.

The four brothers and sisters had fifty cents of pocket money every month. Erlang had earned three months' worth of pocket money in one go, which made Sanlang and his mother envious.

The twins also begged the second brother to take them with him next time so that they can make money together.

Qin Yao thought of Liu Ji's article yesterday, and looked at Sanlang, who took out five coins and handed them to her like a treasure, and sighed: "Your second brother is much more generous than your father."

Sanlang nodded with deep sympathy, but he didn't want a penny too much. He put the coins one by one into his small purse and tossed them around, making a jingling sound, which made him feel happy.

"Aunt Yao!"

Dalang and Awang walked in. Liu Ji was still cursing in the kitchen and making tea, preparing for Qin Yao to drink to relieve her hangover.

As for the fact that Qin Yao was not drunk at all, he completely ignored it.

Qin Yao didn't bother to care about what he was saying. Anyway, this man always got into trouble with himself a few times a month, and she had long been used to it. (End of chapter)