Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 27
Although the family's affairs have been going on for a long time, everyone in Zhuangzi will surely know about it gradually.

But now, Jiang Wen didn't intend to say anything, and covered his mouth tightly, he just laughed and said to her, "Our family used to be an ordinary family, but then there was a sudden change, and the family was in decline, so we came to Qifeng County.

There is nothing to say about the people assigned to us by the government office to settle in Fujiazhuang.”

The woman Huang Xing couldn't get any useful news from Jiang Wen's mouth for her to go out for entertainment, and she felt a little sullen.

What kind of people are they? I can't say that I can't see the light. A little girl, who is used to talking, can't miss a word. When she rolled her eyes, she aimed at Jiang Wen who was waiting on the shore. Jiang Wuyou.

"Jiang family boy, your family must have been a big family before, right?"

Huang squinted her eyes and tentatively asked Jiang Wuyou, but Jiang Wuyou didn't even wink at her, just quietly waiting for Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen just buried his head in washing the clothes, ignoring the embarrassing Mrs. Huang. Mrs. Huang's clothes had already been washed, and she kept holding on to the stone slab and refused to leave, asking around for gossip in Zhuangzi.

I was choked and felt ashamed, so I packed up the basin and left in a huff.

Jiang Wen then smiled and explained to Zhou, "Auntie, my brother is just a boring gourd. He didn't like to talk at first, and our family has undergone tremendous changes. I dare not mention those things to him at home. You guys But don’t be surprised.”

The women in the other villages smiled awkwardly and even said they understood. After all, the little girls said sad things and didn't want to repeat them, so how could they poke their wounds again.

It's normal for people to ignore her because Huang's big mouth pokes at her sad past.

"Auntie, I have something to ask you." Jiang Wen was a little shy, "How much food can you grow per acre of land here? We have never grown land in our family, and we don't know much."

Speaking of farming, the Zhou family is very proud. Their annual CD collection is very good, and they are also good at farming.

"What's wrong, your family also wants to take care of two acres of crops?
There is no definite number for the harvest, and it depends on whether there is a way. The grain produced by ordinary people’s fields is just enough to eat, and the surplus can’t be sold for a few taels of silver.”

Jiang Wen thought for a while and asked her, "Whether the harvest is good or not has something to do with whether the land is fertile or not?"

"Of course, the harvest of good land is the same as that of inferior land. It's far from wrong. Let's just say that here, this land is divided into several classes.

The first-class fields are the most expensive, and there are second-class and third-class fields. Most of the people in our village have second-class and third-class fields, and the first-class fields have been taken away by the landlords.”

After Zhou's clothes were washed, he brought the basin to the shore and talked to Jiang Wen.

It turned out that this field was divided into first, second and third grades. Jiang Wen only knew that the land was divided into fertile and barren before, but he didn't know that it was so subdivided.

After listening to Zhou's words, he understood, "Then is there a big price gap between these?"

Jiang Wen had few clothes, and he had already finished washing, so he freed up the space, handed the wooden basin to Jiang Wuyou, walked up to Mrs. Zhou and asked her, "Auntie, are you still going?"

Mrs. Zhou picked up the big wooden basin for clothes, and followed Jiang Wen to the village, asking, "Girl Wen'er, is your family planning to buy land?"

Jiang Wen nodded, there is nothing to hide about this, and besides, when I talk to Li Zheng, everyone in the village will know it, so it's meaningless to cover it now.

"I just don't know if there is anyone selling land in our village, and I don't know what the price of this land is."

Jiang Wen said distressedly that he felt that this aunt was a good person.

Mrs. Zhou didn't hide it either, and told Jiang Wen that the first-class land cost about four taels of silver, and basically they couldn't buy it. The second-class land also cost three taels of silver, and the third-class land cost one tael They can buy it with more money, and told them that they have to go to Lizheng to buy land.

Before following Mrs. Zhou far, Mrs. Zhou should turn in another direction, so Jiang Wen parted ways with her, Mrs. Zhou greeted them warmly, "You two will go to my house to play when you are free. , my daughter and boy are about the same age as you."

"Brother, do you think we should buy a few acres of land?"

Jiang Wen asked Jiang Wuyou that his brother's opinion had to be considered for such a major matter as buying land. In the future, his brother would be the main labor force for the family to work on the land.

Jiang Wuyou has been planning for a long time, and he doesn't expect to be able to buy the first-class fields. As for the second-class and third-class fields, he should not buy too much now. If he buys too much, he can't grow it himself. is also a problem.

Moreover, all of the family's money can't be used for this, and a part of it should be left to build a house and emergency.

"Three acres of second-class fields, three acres of third-class fields." Jiang Wuyou thinks this is just right. If you plant all the grain in the fields, it should be enough for the family's food for a year. As for the third-class fields, you can plant other things according to your needs. up.

Jiang Wen also felt that his brother's plan was not bad, so he could go back and discuss it with his mother, and if his mother agreed, he could go and talk to Li Zheng.

After returning home, the two of them shared their plans with Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao agreed, even though she was worried about farming.

One day later, it was the fair, Jiang Wenwen and Jiang Wuyou went to the town's market to buy a few catties of pork and some daily necessities, and came back before noon.

At noon, when every family was about to start cooking, Mrs. Zhao walked to Lizheng's house with a sling of pork that she just bought today, and twenty eggs.

Jiang Wen and Jiang Wuyou were cooking at home. Jiang Wen was a little worried. It seemed that his mother had always been weak and weak. He couldn't help but want to protect her all the time. Can you talk to Rizheng?

Jiang Wuyou looked at his sister's absent-minded look while cooking, and really couldn't figure out what she was thinking, "Wen'er, what are you worrying about?"

"I'm thinking about my mother kissing her." Jiang Wen wrinkled his bitter face, sighed, and sighed again after speaking.

With this reminder, Jiang Wuyou immediately understood what his sister was worried about writing.

Regarding the life experience of his sister, Jiang Wuyou actually couldn't figure out why, so he just didn't bother to think about it.

And my younger sister seemed to have a habit of worrying more and more after she woke up from the day her mother fainted Qian.

"Wen'er, don't imagine your mother to be too weak. You have to understand that she has experienced more of the world than us. When she comes to deal with these things, she must better than we can handle."

Jiang Wuyou said helplessly, the women in the back house are the real masters in dealing with the world, and my sister is too worried.

(End of this chapter)