End-of-life peasant girl, super prosperous husband!

Chapter 167 The partiality is too obvious!
Xun Niannian was planning to eat melons to watch the fun, but he didn't expect the fire to burn himself.

Although it is not difficult for her to transplant seedlings and plant the land, she can make everything grow by moving her fingers to mobilize the plant's ability, but the feeling of being forced to drive ducks to the shelves still makes her very uncomfortable.

"Grandma, I have no objection if you want me to plant rice seedlings!"

Xun Niannian leaned lazily by the door, with a tired look on his face.

"But don't you also share the work of the rest of the Xun family?"

When the old lady Xun saw that Xun Niannian agreed, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Xun Niannian still recognizes her grandma as the head of the family.

So the old lady Xun straightened her back proudly, giving orders as if pointing the country.

"Our family has 28 acres of land. Your first wife is responsible for farming [-] acres of land, and the second bedroom is responsible for farming [-] acres of land. The third child will definitely attend a lot of poetry gatherings after the announcement, so I won't assign him any errands."

"Tsk!"

Mrs. Li listened to Mrs. Xun's unstoppable praise of Xun Mingli, and said mockingly:

"A bowl of water has to be leveled! Mother, you are too biased, aren't you?"

After the old lady Xun was exposed by Mrs. Li's little thoughts, her old face instantly collapsed.

"Where am I biased? If the third child is admitted to the scholar, our Xun family can also reduce or exempt taxes, and you will also benefit in the future. What's the matter with helping the third child now?"

Like an old hen guarding its cubs, the old lady Xun limped and stood in front of Xun Mingli.

"The third child is a scholar, and he can't carry it on his shoulders or hands. How can we let our family's Wenquxing go to work in the fields?"

"Ahem!" Mr. Xun couldn't stand it anymore, so he coughed heavily.

"The big house cultivates [-] mu of land, the second house farms [-] mu of land, and we and the third house farm the remaining eight mu together."

Mr. Xun's distribution method seems fair, but the balance in his heart is still towards Xun Mingli.

Xun Mingli is not a material for farm work, and Xiaodie's belly is too pregnant to work in the field.

The burden of eight acres of land fell on the shoulders of Mr. Xun and Mrs. Xun.

The old couple made it clear that they wanted to help Sanfang.

"Father, aren't you trying to get sideways overtly and secretly?"

Mrs. Li also became angry, "Let us cultivate ten acres of land, but when the autumn harvest comes, can we give all the millet produced by the ten acres of land to our eldest family?"

"Sister-in-law's words are wrong!" Xun Mingli stood up shaking his head, and explained politely:
"Our Xun family has no separate families, and all the brothers eat in the same pot. Of course, the autumn harvest is handed over to the parents for distribution. What's the use of holding the millet if your eldest family is not separated?"

"Fuck you, don't tell me what you have and what's not! You, Xun Mingli, are the most shameless!"

Li's eyebrows were raised coldly, and he cursed loudly:

"Don't think that I don't know, every time you go out to participate in a poetry meeting, your mother-in-law will secretly stuff money for you, and you are not participating in a poetry meeting, you are clearly fooling around in those dubious places on Huajie , The Xun family has almost reached the point of blood mold, they are so poor that they can't get rid of the pot, and they still want to support you, a romantic ghost!"

Xun Mingli faltered and denied it: "Sister-in-law, don't be bloody. Although the places where I participated in the poetry meeting were in restaurants in Huajie, we are all honest and gentlemen!"

"Farting gentleman!"

Li Shi was planning to take advantage of the victory and continue to scold Xun Mingli, but was stopped by Xiaodie.

"Sister-in-law, others are qualified to reprimand Xun Lang, but you are not qualified! The only thing you are allowed to do secretly is stew chicken soup and eat snake soup. Isn't my family Xun Lang not allowed to participate in the poetry meeting to seek fame?"

(End of this chapter)