The door of farming is wrong

Widow Zhang looks very street, like a peddler who fights for every cent, Tang Chi thinks of her appearance just now, and finds it funny.

Then, she changed the subject: "It's rare for me to be so kind. It's only once when the sky falls, and you still don't want it? You are stupid!"

This is not stupid, it is obviously sincere.

Tang Chi still persisted, and said, "I'm going to buy a few more this time... Or, should I exchange mushrooms?"

Widow Zhang looked at Tangchi helplessly, and finally nodded her forehead and said, "You! Just exchange it with mushrooms!"

Tang Chi is usually very talkative, but when she becomes persistent, others can't hold her back.

Going back to carry some mushrooms, Tang Chi still exchanged eight mushrooms for one egg, and exchanged three with Widow Zhang.

She was embarrassed to change more, because there were so many mushrooms that the widow Zhang couldn't eat by herself.

Not everyone eats mushrooms like her and raises themselves like rabbits.

After changing the mushrooms, Widow Zhang wanted to keep her. Tang Chi was afraid that she would keep her for dinner, so he said he had something to do and left.

He asked for three eggs, but Tang Chi was reluctant to eat more, so he fried one with a little oil, and finally wished he could eat the plate too.

After eating scrambled eggs, Tangchi began to dislike mushrooms more and more, even scrambled mushrooms, she also disliked them.

There is a good saying: It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. This is the current situation of Tangchi.

In order to be able to eat delicious food for herself, Tang Chi felt that it was not enough to send mushrooms every half a month to get forty or fifty yuan, but if she wanted to sell things in the city, and Zhong Cheng would make trouble, she suddenly I can't think of any good way.

In the end, Tangchi had no choice but to eat mushrooms every day, and then stared at the pumpkin seedlings and peas in a daze.

There have been several rains in the past few days. After the rain, the pumpkin seedlings grew rapidly, from tender green to dark green, slowly climbing the shelf, and the three peas also showed a tendency to grow.

Hong Kang, that is, the sweet potato boy, would come to Tangchi every few days to help her look at pumpkin seedlings and the like.

Whenever this time, Tangchi would always bring out the best things in the house to greet him.

In fact, the best is nothing more than scrambled eggs.

But although there are few things, Tangchi's full heart is inside. She is very grateful to the sweet potato boy for helping her.

But after more than half a month passed in such a bland manner, something bad happened.

Once when Tangchi was sending the sweet potato boy out, someone saw him. It was none other than Tangchi's stepfather, Aunt Li's man and several men from the village.

"Yo, the dead girl is quite capable!" Tang Chi's stepfather, San Xia walked over with a sneer.

The sweet potato boy froze in place immediately.

Tang Chi was also stunned.

There was always no one around here, and she didn't expect to be seen by a man who went to work in the fields.

Although she has a clear conscience, it is not a good thing for a man to come out of a single woman's house in the ancient times of the Double Name Festival. In addition, her Tangchi's notoriety is unavoidable, so it will inevitably be spread.

"Uncle Xia." The sweet potato boy called out uncomfortably.

Sam Xia snorted coldly, and said with a naughty air: "Hong Kang, I usually see you as a very honest child, why are you fooling around with this girl Tangchi!"

"I...not." The sweet potato boy argued.

But Sam Xia didn't seem to want to listen to his explanation at all, and others also started to point fingers.