The Splendid Peasant Girl of Space

Chapter 77
"Yes!" Wang Xiaoju said sincerely.

The Wang Zhou family on the side was afraid that Shen Qingyan would say such astonishing words for Xiaoju, so she hurriedly scolded, "Xiaoju, don't talk nonsense." He raised his head and said to Shen Qingyan: "Qingyan, don't take the child's words seriously, she is just a momentary Fresh."

"No..." Zhou Shi covered Wang Xiaoju's mouth halfway through her words.

Shen Qingyan smiled, looked down at Wang Xiaoju who was blushing from suffocation, and gently took Zhou's hand away, "Auntie, Xiaoju didn't say anything wrong, it's okay, does Xiaoju also want such a bed?"

"Think!" This time without Zhou's obstruction, she said the word happily.

"Hey, why are you acting like this, kid? Didn't I tell you..." Zhou was anxious, and reached out to pat the back of Wang Xiaoju's head.

But just as she raised her hand, she was stopped by Shen Qingyan, "Why is my aunt beating her? She just expressed her own thoughts." Just when Mrs. Zhou thought that Shen Qingyan would say something amazing, she said to Wang Xiaoju, "Sister Qingyan told you that Uncle Liu helped make this bed. When Xiaoju gets rich, she can ask Uncle Han to make one for you."

"But how can I be rich?" Wang Xiaoju was confused.

"Isn't our Xiaoju good at making nets? Isn't it possible to exchange money for netting?" Shen Qingyan said softly.

"But the money is to supplement the family. If only I could embroider beautiful flowers like my sister's." Wang Xiaoju looked at Shen Qingyan adoringly.

"Well, from now on, when Xiaoju is not busy, I will come to my sister's house, and my sister will teach you how to embroider beautiful flowers." Shen Qingyan thought for a while and said, anyway, teaching Liu Qiaolan is also teaching, and teaching one more Wang Xiaoju is also teaching, "Auntie thinks How about it?"

"Okay, of course." Mrs. Zhou nodded without saying a word. Now that Wang Xiaoju is still young, she can't do much even if she does farm work. It's better to let her learn some crafts from her daughter's family. Shen Qingyan's crafts are praised by everyone in the village Yes, it would be great to have her to teach, and if you learn this skill, you may be able to make money for your family.

Shen Qingyan lived comfortably here. The new house has new furniture, even pots, pans, bedding and sheets have been replaced with new ones. Those old ones were either smashed or had gaps when the house collapsed.

Although the quilt sheets were still in good condition, when she saw that the Liu family elders were still covered with hard and heavy quilts, Shen Qingyan pretended to be disgusted and hugged both quilts to their bed.

During this period of time, the cabbage and spinach she had planted earlier had yielded a harvest, and even the garlic seedlings that she was not optimistic about had grown a little bit, but Shen Chunyan was so happy that she found out from the space again. I used to buy leek seeds in the town, and I chose a piece of fertile land to plant them.

Although she was born in a rural area in her previous life, she really didn't know how to farm the land. Fortunately, there were many books of this kind in the illusion, letting her know how to plant and when to plant.

"Qingyan, you're growing vegetables again!" Hearing the greeting, Shen Qingyan looked up and saw that it was the Wang Zhou family, so she responded with a smile, "Yes, where did Auntie come from?"

"I just came back from my mother's house." Seeing the mud in Shen Chunyan's hand, Mrs. Zhou asked jokingly, "Aren't you afraid that this hand will get rough?" Strange to say, she also knows that Shen Chunyan does all kinds of housework, even chopping firewood. They do all the work of farming, but other people are rough, but the hands of the two sisters are white and tender. If it is only Shen Qingyu, they can attribute it to her lack of work, but this Shen Qingyan It is impossible to use this reason.

"Hey, look at Xiaoju's hands. She is small and does less work than you, but she already has calluses on her hands. I really don't know how you sisters take care of your hands." Zhou said with half envy and half envy. .

Shen Qingyan smiled and didn't speak. If it is produced in space, the effect will be poor. "There is no way to maintain it, but usually use hot water to soak it after finishing work. You can also let Xiaoju try it when you come home. Auntie, I have freshly picked ones here. Spinach, would you like to take it home and try it?"

"No, my family also grows spinach, and you don't grow much, so keep it for yourself." After speaking, she waved to Shen Qingyan and left. She had to go home to cook. It's spring sowing time, and some of my land is still unfinished. If the family hadn't sent a message today, saying that her mother was ill, she would not go back to her mother's house.

Seeing Mrs. Zhou gone, Shen Qingyan didn't feel anything at all. All the households in the village have started to get busy in the past few days. All kinds of crops have been planted in the fields, and some people are still planting at a slower pace. A little bit, more than half of it has been planted earlier, and now it is enough to plant some fruit seedlings.

As for other things that are relatively rare, or that cannot be grown locally, she has collected one after another in the illusion, and the warehouse is also full. Every time she goes to town, she will bring a bag full of When the betel came back, she said she bought it, but in fact she took it out of the space. The two sisters couldn't eat it, so they gave some to the people in the village. It was not a valuable thing anyway, and it was no burden for everyone to keep it.

She had killed the pheasant that was brought into the illusion on Yongfang Mountain, stewed a big pot of thick chicken soup, and sent some to the families in the village with old people and children, and the remaining sisters still had enough to eat for two days.

Now the little hens in her family have started to lay eggs, and they don't have to worry about running out of eggs, at least one for each of them every morning.

On this day, Shen Qingyan finished her work in the field. Seeing that it was still early, she locked the door and took Shen Qingyu to the town to sell embroidery. This time she embroidered a bigger thing, a peony flower fan. She knew that some ladies and young masters from rich families like to use embroidery as fan covers.

"Qingyan, you're here, hurry up and sit inside." The female clerk of Xianxiufang is now very familiar with Shen Qingyan, knowing that her embroidery skills are extraordinary, so she is naturally more polite to her, even Shen Qingyu Also very politely, "Is there anything good this time?"

"It's nothing, just a few fans, Miss Ma, can you still see it?" He took out a cloth bag from his bosom and spread some embroidery on the table.

"If none of your embroideries are eye-catching, there will be no eye-catching embroidery in Fuchun County." Miss Ma smiled and took it over to look at it. After seeing it, she couldn't take her eyes away, "Qingyan, I haven't seen you in a few days." Your embroidery skills are getting better and better, look at this peony, I can almost smell its fragrance, and the strong pine in the snow, I can feel its unyielding posture, and this oriole , I can also hear its beautiful singing..., please tell me how you did it."

(End of this chapter)