Smallholder Farming Daily

Chapter 37

Father Qian scattered two balls of paper on the table. As for why there were two balls of paper instead of three, it was because Father Qian and Mrs. Yang were elders after all. If they were elders, they would be assigned to the yard Cooking and eating in the village will make the villagers laugh.

Father Qian greeted his two daughters-in-law and said, "Come on, each of you catch one. If you catch one with a circle on it, you can share the big stove with two pots in the kitchen. If you catch one with nothing on it, you can use it in the yard. A newly built stove."

It's early autumn, so it's okay to cook outside, and I'm not afraid of rain, because Father Qian built a grass shed on it, but when it's cold winter, cooking must be a painful job.

Ge Taohua and Pomegranate, you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to share the stove outside.Ge Taohua stared at the two balls of paper in a daze, which one had a circle drawn on it.At this time, Pomegranate didn't care about Sanqi 21, she reached out and grabbed one. When she opened it, Ge Taohua also leaned over to look at it, there was a small circle on it!
"Ah! I caught it, I caught it! Qian Feng, I caught the big stove that I shared with my parents!" Pomegranate jumped up and down in front of Qian Feng happily.

With a bitter face, Ge Taohua picked up another ball of paper, opened it, and found that there was nothing there.She pursed her lips in displeasure, seeing Pomegranate shivering with joy, she pulled her long face even more.

Qian Feng said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, I am willing to admit defeat. Don't be angry. You were the one who stood there and didn't catch you. Pomegranate didn't snatch you."

Ge Taohua had nothing to say. In fact, she was planning to catch the pomegranate one, but she hesitated again, and was caught by the pomegranate in the end. She regretted it in her heart.Qian Tong comforted her, "It's okay, when we save money, we can buy bricks to surround the stove and build a big stove room!"

"I still owe six hundred Wen, how can I have the money to buy bricks?" Tears welled up in Ge Taohua's eyes.

Seeing that her sister-in-law was about to cry, Shi Liu didn't know what to do.Qian Feng was surprised, and asked: "Sister-in-law, can't you, you can't afford to lose like this? Well done, let Pomegranate exchange the paper ball with you, okay?"

Ge Taohua felt that if she really couldn't afford to lose, she would be looked down upon if she asked for pomegranate paper balls. She wiped away her tears and said, "The devil wants yours. It's more delicious to cook in the yard!"

Uncle Xiang smiled and said to Ge Taohua: "Don't be afraid, you have allocated so many more fields. If you have a harvest in the coming year, you will be able to pay off your debts and have money to buy bricks. If Qiantong farms carefully, you will definitely have a good harvest."

Ge Taohua thought for a while, and felt that Uncle Xiang's words made sense, so she smiled again.

Uncle Xiang saw that no one objected to such a division of the family, so he set up a document and asked Qian Tong and Qian Feng to write their names on it.How could Qian Tong know how to write a few characters? He picked up a brush and wrote the character "Qian" on it, but he couldn't write the character "Tong", so he made a cross, which was regarded as writing his own name.

Qian Feng looked at it and laughed, "Brother, you can't even write your own name?"

Seeing his younger brother laughing at him, Qian Tong asked with a smile, "You brat, don't you know?"

"Of course I will, I..." Qian Feng paused, he should not be able to write. Does he have to pretend that he can't read or write in front of his family?It's too painful! "That day... I went to the tailor shop to make clothes, and I saw the old tailor write down my name, so I learned it."

Qian Feng picked up the pen and deliberately wrote the word "Qian Feng" crookedly, like two silkworms crawling.

The whole family came over to see it curiously.

Father Qian looked at it in his hand and said, "What did you write, why is it so ugly?"

Everyone else was laughing to and fro, thinking that Qian Feng's writing was too ugly, only Shiliu felt very proud, and said: "Father, mother, it's very good that Qian Feng can write, big brother he can't."

Qian Tong blushed, Ge Taohua glared at Pomegranate, thinking to herself, Huh?You are quite a man who can praise yourself, so don't step on others by the way!

Uncle Xiang smiled and said, "Come on, I'll teach you two to write." He wrote the names of Qian Tong and Qian Feng squarely on another piece of paper.

Qian Tong took the pen, "Who said I can't?" He immediately drew a gourd and wrote his name, and it was not bad. Ge Taohua looked at Shiliu and Qian Feng proudly.

Qian Feng deliberately wrote worse than his brother, and said: "Well, I will bow down."

Father Qian was very happy to see it, and said: "Okay, you can write your own names now, and I can't write it yet, so I'll learn too." Everyone laughed.

When Father Qian also learned to write his own name, Mrs. Yang brought a catty of sugar to Uncle Xiang as a thank you.

After the home was divided, it was almost noon at this time.Ge Taohua walked to the small stove in the yard, cut open a freshly distributed pumpkin, and greeted Qian Tong, "Come and light the fire, let's cook and eat quickly, and go to the field, now we can plow the field to plant rapeseed."

Pomegranate and Qian Feng also entered the kitchen.Seeing that Pomegranate only took out two white radishes and a handful of vegetables, Qian Feng began to wash the pot, and asked, "Pomegranate, we only eat white radishes and vegetables for lunch?"

Is this raising rabbits?
"There are also pickles!" Pomegranate smiled and pointed to the two jars on the ground.

Qian Feng carried the firewood under the stove, sat down and sighed: "There are only white radish, green vegetables and pickles to eat, why is life so bitter!"

(End of this chapter)