Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 67 The Old Man's Mind

Nanmenyue tossed and turned all night, only closed her eyes when it was about to dawn, this year she slept until the sun rose to the top of the mountain, and when she got up from the bamboo bed, the sun was already high.

Mrs. Zhuang was getting out the fishing net soaked in the bucket. The woven fishing net had to be soaked and exposed to the sun repeatedly to last for a long time. Seeing Nanmenyue coming out of the wooden house, she sighed distressedly.

This time has been really hard. This girl must have made some money by selling pork yesterday, so she slept peacefully last night: "If you are tired, go to sleep for a while. There is nothing to do in the morning. Your father will go to the county early in the morning. Yes, the third child led Fat Dun and Aunt Liu to the mountains to chop bamboo."

Nanmen Yue yawned again and again, shook her head constantly, washed her face and headed towards the stove.

There was pork porridge left for him by the old lady for breakfast in the hanging pot. He filled a bowl and walked to the dining table and sat down. Watching old lady Zhuang fiddling with her fishing net, he remembered the matter of going fishing in the river.

"Mom, is this fishing net usable?"

Mrs. Zhuang finished drying the fishing net, walked towards her, and sat down by the side: "If you are in a hurry, just take it and use it, it has been drying for several days."

Nanmenyue nodded, then buried her head in the porridge and continued to drink porridge. Seeing that Mrs. Zhuang seemed to have something to say, she asked first: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't act like you are hesitant to say something. It looks suffocating."

"Yue'er, do you know about Mrs. Zhou being hanged?"

"Huh? Mrs. Zhou? That shrew who was divorced by Yu Laosan? When did it happen!"

Mrs. Zhuang nodded, looked around, and then returned to Nanmen Yue in a low voice: "I heard from Aunt Liu that it happened a few days ago, and I heard that old man Yu didn't collect her body. The family couldn't stand it anymore, so they dragged it to the back mountain and buried it hastily."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou's temperament is still so fierce. Yesterday, Mr. Yu returned to the village three times, and he probably knew about it, so he sat alone in front of the fire last night and was unhappy.

"Let's forget about this matter after it's over, don't bring it up and talk about it in the future, I'm afraid Yu Laosan will feel uncomfortable."

"What's so uncomfortable about this? Mrs. Zhou gave him such a big green hat, and he divorced Mrs. Zhou again. There's nothing uncomfortable about it."

Nanmenyue didn't answer any more. Anyway, Mrs. Zhuang is not the kind of person who speaks without restraint.

"Yue'er, actually, what mother wants to tell you is." Mrs. Zhuang suddenly paused, reached into the inner pocket of her clothes, and took out a small cloth bag: "This is the bag that the third child gave me early in the morning. , entrust me to give it to you."

"For me? What?"

Suspiciously, Nanmenyue got rid of the small cloth bag, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and opened the cloth bag. It turned out to be a box of rouge. No one gave it to me, so I gave it to myself?

She doesn't dare to occupy the dead man's things, she has a feud with Mrs. Zhou's mother-in-law.

"What can I do? I don't understand. He's interested in you." As far as Nanmenyue's carelessness is concerned, she, an old lady, has already seen what Yu Laosan is thinking.

"Mother, what are you talking about!" Nanmenyue returned the rouge box to Mrs. Zhuang: "You can return this rouge to the third child, and tell him that I have no habit of using rouge."

Mrs. Zhuang didn't take the rouge box, but moved the stool and got closer to the south gate Yue: "Yue'er, tell mother honestly, do you still miss Mr. Qin in your heart? I heard Mr. Yu said Yes, yesterday they went to buy pork from you specially."

Nanmen Yue's face was pale and red when she was told about her thoughts, but she still strongly denied it: "How is it possible, that noble young master, I still think about his money."

"It's fine if you don't have one. Mother believes that you are not that foolish person."

While the two were chatting, Nanmenyue ate a bowl of hot porridge. Seeing that it was getting late, she cleaned up the dishes and prepared to go down to the river to cast a net.

Seeing that she got up to leave, Mrs. Zhuang stretched out her hand and dragged her back to her seat: "Yue'er, if you have something to say, just say it. If it sounds uncomfortable to you, don't take it to heart. Just act like your mother didn't say it." Just fine."

Nanmenyue nodded, waiting for her to say more.

"Mother is planning to ration you to Yu Laosan. You see, he is also single now, and his legs are almost good. He is hardworking and hardworking. He looks good and has a good temper. Mother knows that I want you to marry him. Somewhat aggrieved, but."

"Mother, I'll think about it carefully." Nanmen Yue didn't wait for the old woman to speak, and then gave her a very straightforward answer. Her tone was decisive, and it sounded like she was angry.

Mrs. Zhuang also expected that she might get angry, so she didn't hide her selfishness anymore, and told her all.

"Mother doesn't hide it from you. This is Mother's selfishness. Now the third son Yu lives with us and treats me and your father as family members. If you are together, I don't have to worry about it even if I close my eyes tomorrow. After winning, no one will take care of her."

Nanmenyue rubbed her temples and seemed to have a headache: "Mother, don't worry, I won't leave you guys behind anyway, so don't worry about my life, okay, I'm free."

Mrs. Zhuang nodded and stopped talking. Nanmenyue had already talked about this, so what else could she say, she believed that Nanmenyue was a kind-hearted girl, and she would not abandon their family at will.

But there is also an old saying that is not afraid of ten thousand, only in case.

"Yue'er, don't tell your father what your mother told you today."

If her old man knew that she wanted to tie Nanmenyue here and forced her to marry Yu Laosan, he would definitely turn his back on him.

I am a woman after all, how can I be so impartial.

"Okay, mother, don't worry, I know. And don't think about it all day long, I will live with you on this mountain, and I won't go anywhere, don't worry."

Nanmenyue coaxed the old woman weakly, seeing that her expression had eased a little, then she cleaned up the dishes and prepared to go down to the river to cast a net.

Mr. Qi's finished bamboo raft was placed on the bank of the river, covered with some withered grass, and two long bamboo strips were used as oars.Nanmenyue went down the river alone, so she only took one.

Mrs. Zhuang helped her carry the arranged fishing nets onto the boat, and the two of them worked together to get the bamboo rafts into the river.There is a small port here, with wooden piles on it and a trestle bridge built.

The bamboo raft was dragged down to the depths of the river and tied to the wooden pier of the trestle bridge. Nanmenyue carefully got on the bamboo raft from the trestle bridge, balanced her body, and then let the old woman untie the cable.

In the early spring, the water flow on the river was steady, and the small bamboo raft wobbled a few times before slowly flowing downward.

　The update was discontinued yesterday, sorry everyone, I will make it up today, and the saved manuscripts are used up.Calvin, it hurts so much,
　　
　
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