Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 17 Farming is not that kind of farming (2)

Mu Shuangwan shook her head!
"Aren't you going to reap the millet? Where is the field?"

While talking, Mu Shuangwan looked at the nearby rice fields, and accidentally scanned the rice that was closest to her line of sight.

Just now she was only looking roughly, so all she saw were golden rice.

But if you look closely, you can find the problem. The dry field ridges are covered with unknown weeds.

It occupies a large space among the rice fields, and the rice is sparsely scattered among the weeds.

In the field, large cracks indicate the desolation of the field and the failure of the harvest.

Mu Shuangwan suddenly squatted down, picked up one of the ears of rice, and pressed it lightly, without any sense of fullness.

It is obvious that these rice plants are not only occupied by weeds, but also not fully headed.

Shen Zhuo stood aside, looking at Chen Rou with a strange face.

She seemed curious.

"Why are these rice grains like this?" Mu Shuangwan could not conceal the hesitation in her words.

She has never farmed, but has watched a lot of TV, even if you don't compare it with the most common southern super hybrid rice.

The quality of this batch of rice is also too low, as if it has never been taken care of carefully.

But if you don't take care of it carefully, even if you just leave it alone, it shouldn't be so bad, right?

Seeing Mu Shuangwan's hesitation, Shen Zhuo himself was a little surprised.

Chen Rou's family is also farming. Although his field is not good, the harvest is definitely much better than that of Chen Rou's family.

But from Chen Rou's eyes, he could clearly see that she seemed to be seeing these things for the first time.

If it was said that Chen Rou might not have been in contact with rice, Shen Zhuo would not believe it anyway.

Chen Rou must have done a lot of hard work for the old man Chen's rascal character and child-protecting behavior.

"Isn't your rice like this?" Shen Zhuo didn't hide his surprise because he wanted to know Chen Rou's answer.

Mu Shuangwan was startled, and suddenly remembered that she was Chen Rou now, who was born and raised in the countryside and started doing farm work since she was a child.

But the stubbornness in her bones did not allow herself to compromise with Shen Zhuo, so she tilted her head. "If you don't talk about it, it's fine if you don't talk about it!"

Shen Zhuo obviously didn't expect his daughter-in-law to be as stubborn as the day they got married, so it's not right for him to answer, or not to answer.

"The fields on the mountainside are difficult to receive sufficient water. Without water, the rice will not grow well. Rouer, this kind of rice is very common."

In the last sentence, Shen Zhuo was implying to Mu Shuangwan that her so-called surprise is just the norm in this era.

In other words, in this era, the rice harvest is generally not good?So what do they live on?
Mu Shuangwan began to secretly mobilize Chen Rou's memory.

As far as Chen Rou could remember, she seemed to be drinking porridge most of the time, and even if she ate a meal, she added more than half of the coarse grains.

Sweet potatoes and wild vegetables are more common, and in memory, Chen Rou's natal family is dilapidated, and she has to get up early every day to work.

Responsible for the meals of the whole family and the housework at home. After finishing all this, he also helps old man Chen to do some farm work in the fields.

The body seemed pitiful.

But in other words, "she" should be extremely knowledgeable about these fields.

Mu Shuangwan's head suddenly grew bigger. Will she be like Chen Rou in the future, farming to support her family, and then... being scolded?
(End of this chapter)