The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 97 Like? (1)
Knowing a son is like a mother, when you see the look in your son's eyes, you know what he is thinking.

He brushed off his son's glowing little face, and said seriously: "Worriless, I heard from my mother that you are still young and your body can't bear the high-intensity fatigue of learning martial arts. Let's wait another three to five years, okay?" , when the time comes, mother promises to find you a master with high martial arts skills."

Jun Yao's words made the little guy wake up all of a sudden, although there was reluctance in his eyes, he still nodded obediently after all.

"Well, listen to your mother without worry."

Jun Yao helplessly nodded his little nose, and said with a doting smile: "I don't want you to listen to what mother says, and what mother doesn't necessarily say is right, she's just discussing with you, but Wuyou has to remember, mother All the decisions made for you are not necessarily for your own good, sometimes some decisions that you think are good for you may harm you, so you still have to make up your own mind."

"But Wuyou knows, mother is for Wuyou, okay?" He thinks it is, because mother is omnipotent in his heart.

"Um, um, this matter is for your own good." Junxi rubbed her nose and nodded vigorously.

"The son will wait for another three to five years, mother, use it slowly, and the son will leave first." After speaking, he turned around and left with his purse, while Miao Ruo followed behind him step by step.

"The way you teach your son is very special." Ning Yuejin was a little shocked, because of her sentence "All the decisions I made were not for your own good".

"Really?" Jun Yao raised his eyebrows, "It's nothing, it's just to cultivate his judgment."

"It's really a good way. You are a very different mother." If his mother and queen had such an awareness, wouldn't the future of their brothers not be so painful?
"Is there any way to do this? Who made the two of them my most precious treasures." Jun Yao raised his eyebrows with a high spirit. Although he was dressed in coarse cloth, he looked so beautiful, like a peony in full bloom, flamboyant. And charming.

"That's why you were so angry when you were at the market?" You just got mad when you were almost hit, what if he took it away?what will happen?
"How can I not be angry? Although I don't know who the so-called Steward Cheng is, he dared to almost hurt my son. As a mother, it's good that I didn't try my best. For the two of them, even if there is a slight danger, I will nip it in the bud, and I will let them grow up happily and healthily. As for the future, I will let them go when they have their own decision-making ability." After speaking, Junyi suddenly felt a little lonely, this is Does every mother feel the same way?
Ning Yuejin's phoenix eyes drooped slightly, she picked up the teacup, and said no more, but her initial feelings towards her had changed slightly, perhaps she was not an ordinary village girl.

The son is well-behaved and sensible, and the daughter is cute and cute. Both children are well-bred by her. If they grew up in the palace, I don't know if they would still be so happy.

In the early morning, before dawn, that is, at three o'clock in the morning, the whole family, except for the two little dolls, had already dressed and assembled in the kitchen.

Three nights ago, Junxie held the first "family meeting" in ancient times to make preparations for earning the 500 taels.

After Junxie's precise calculations, she has come up with an accurate figure, that is, this month, 3000 people can eat meat, vegetables, rice, noodles, grains and oils under her perfect diet, and they can eat both full and well. It can also spend 900 taels. To put it bluntly, that is, their family can earn 600 taels of silver this month, which is already a lot of income.

Thinking of the 120 mu of fertile land that I dreamed of at the beginning, now there are only [-] mu of fertile land, which is not bad, so I bought the fertile land to grow vegetables or wheat?

In the kitchen, Jun Xi crossed his arms, looked at the three people in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, good spirits. Today is our first day of work. Within a month, we must put this money into our own pockets. Do you understand?"

"..." Jun Zhengmin, Yang Shi, and Meng Ni were all so ashamed that they couldn't lift their heads under her angry voice.

Black lines appeared on Junxie's face, okay, there is something wrong with her slogan, let's start again.

"Father, Mengni, it's almost the end of the year, and now there is such a big money source, it will automatically jump in front of us, look at such a pile of shining silver in front of your eyes, then, look to the left Look up and down to the right, there is no one else, do you think you are picking it up, or picking it up, or picking it up? Picking it up or not?"

Now, the three of them looked at each other, still blushing a little, embarrassed.

After a long time, Mengni's little girl's white, almost transparent hands raised up, and said a word weakly: "Pick it up!"

"Pa—" Jun Yao clapped his hands.

"That's right, anyone who doesn't pick it up is a fool, so let's let go and take the 600 taels of hard work, without blushing and heartbeating." Pointing to the three people in front of him, he announced the task one by one: "Father, your task is to cut meat, fifty catties a day, if there is too much, it won't be broken after three or two days in winter, mother, your task is to cut meat." Vegetables, cabbage, fungus, and mushrooms, I have washed all the fungus and mushrooms last night. As for Mengni, your task is to sit in front of the stove and light the fire. There are big bones in it, so you boil it hard for me until Boil everything in the bones until they dry up, do you understand?" Well, the last few words are full of momentum.

"Understood!" This time, with a clear goal, the three of them were full of morale. After all, the monthly income of 600 taels was simply astronomical.

"Just understand, girls and boys, let's get to work."

"..." There was silence.

"Girl?" This is Mrs. Yang.

"Young man?" This is her father, Jun Zhengmin.

"Hee hee." This is the little girl Meng Ni.

Then after a brief silence, the symphony in the kitchen sounded instantly.

"Da da da... da da da... da da da da da..." Jun Zhengmin's hands were fast, he grasped the handle of the knife, and swung his wrist up and down quickly.

And Yang's also did not give up.

Meng Ni is very comfortable. In such a cold winter, sitting in front of the stove and lighting a fire is not a job at all, it is a pleasure.

"Yo, it's so early? We thought it was quite early. We just walked in and saw the light on in your kitchen."

"That's right, I didn't even make breakfast for the fathers at home."

"Don't tell me, auntie, I'm not the same."

Jun Yao turned to look at the few people outside, and greeted them with a smile.

(End of this chapter)