Reborn peasant female scholar

Chapter 18

Tang Meng raised her black arm and looked at it, "That's right! After five days of military training, I was exposed to the sun every day, so it's no wonder it's not dark."

"How is the condition of your school? Is the teacher strict? How do you get along with your classmates? The girls in the dormitory are pretty easy to talk to, right?" Mother Tang has a lot to ask.

"My god, you have so many questions, the teacher is strict, and the students are all fine, don't worry."

The mother and daughter returned home and went to the small vegetable garden behind the house to pick vegetables together.

Tang Meng dreamed that the wrinkles on his mother's forehead deepened a bit, and he asked with some distress: "Mom, except for today, do you and Dad still work every day until dark before going home?"

Mother Tang was very happy at first, but when Tang Meng asked, she sighed and sat down on a stone next to her, and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to work hard in the future, your uncle and third uncle want to pay the rent Take back the fields and fields of our family. They said that the money they earn as a carpenter in other places is not much more than what they earn at home, so they came back and said they would not go out in the future. When the cotton and autumn rice are harvested, they will If we return it to them, our family will only have a few acres of land left, and our family's income will be cut by more than half in the future."

Tang Meng had an idea in her heart. She wanted to tell her parents about it during the summer vacation, but she was worried that they would not accept it.

Now that there are fewer fields at home, Tang Meng thinks that her parents might consider it.

Tang Meng came over, "Mom, I have an idea. Isn't there a lake behind our village, surrounded by green water and green mountains. Usually, some people from the city come to fish and climb mountains on weekends, so we will open a lake." The first farmhouse, there must be business."

Tang's mother didn't understand, "What is farmhouse music?"

"It's just that people from the city come. Let's cook farm food for them, so that we can earn money. My brother and I are not at home. The three rooms upstairs are empty. People from the city can live in it. One room You can collect tens of dollars in one night."

Tang Meng remembered that the "first farmhouse" was opened by a neighbor. At first, his family earned [-] to [-] yuan a year, and then hundreds of thousands a year, becoming the richest man in the village.At that time, Tang Meng's parents didn't keep up with the trend, and they planned to open it in the third year, but the village head refused to approve it, saying that there were already ten in the village, and the competition was too fierce, and the higher authorities would not allow the village to open again.

Now that such a good opportunity is in front of him, Tang Meng feels that he has to seize it no matter what.

Tang's mother shook her head when she heard this, "Who in the city is willing to spend this unreasonable money to eat our rural meals? They are not used to living in such a house, so don't come up with any ideas."

Tang Meng was a little anxious, and said: "You should try to do it first, and there is no delay. Now that there are few fields, it is enough for Dad to work alone, and you stay at home. If someone is willing to come to eat or live, you can entertain, no one Come and rest at home. It’s just a signboard, and it can be made for more than 100 yuan. If you are really reluctant, find a broken wooden board, and I will write a few words on it with a pen.”

Tang's mother smiled and didn't take it seriously, and continued to pick vegetables.

At this time, Papa Tang came back, and he bought two catties of meat and one catty of kelp.After washing and cutting, Papa Tang poured these into clay pots, built the stove, and put the pots on the stove to stew.

With a cigarette in his mouth and the fire in his hand, Papa Tang said thoughtfully, "Xiaomeng, you said that if Papa is so old, if he goes out to work, what kind of job can he find? Your uncle and third uncle They are all carpenters, I don’t have any skills, so can I only do coolies?”

Tang Meng looked at his father's strong physique, and said with a smile: "Dad, you can only do hard work, but you must be a good hand, but the wages are too low. It must be difficult to mix without a skill these days. Even uncle and Third Uncle's craftsmen are coming back, so don't think about that. I think it's better to do farmhouse fun, and I can help out on weekends or holidays."

Sitting under the stove, Tang's mother lit the fire and recounted to Tang's father what Tang Meng said just now.

Father Tang took a deep puff of the cigarette, and frowned, "Don't say it, Xiaomeng's idea is not bad. Anyway, there are less fields at home, and you don't have much work to do. Maybe you can really earn some money at home."

Mama Tang shook her head, "People in the city are picky, how can I make the taste they like?"

Tang dreamed that his father was a little loose, and he just needed to overcome his mother's level, "Mom, what people in the city want to eat is the taste of the farmhouse. How do you usually cook it? You can do it when the time comes. For example, rice soup boiled crispy rice, And the pickles you pickled, people in the city love to eat them. Our family’s meat stewed in the fire, they must be delicious.”

Tang's mother laughed, "This is so delicious, our family eats it two or three times a month."

Tang's father is a quick-tempered person, so he found a piece of scrap wood from the house and wiped it with a rag, "Xiaomeng, get a brush and write that 'first home...Nongjiale'" '. Use this broken signboard to hang up for a few days to see if there is any business."

Tang Meng found a writing brush that had not been used for a long time and had hardened, soaked it in water, then found the ink that was about to congeal, and wrote these words together. The characters were not only big, but also Very pretty.

Tang's father was a little surprised, "My daughter is capable, and she will make a lot of progress if she doesn't see this word for a few days."

Tang Meng stuck out her tongue. This word is indeed much more beautiful than when she was first 15 years old.

Father Tang took this signboard and nailed it to the outer wall. Anyone who walked by his house should be able to see it.

(End of this chapter)