Reborn 1980 has a farm

Chapter 310

When the news of growing vegetables came out, everyone was a little dumbfounded. To grow vegetables, you have to build a greenhouse. What is the plan?
Besides, in winter, can we grow vegetables after building a greenhouse?Who will believe it?
People in the village talked about it, but most of them didn't believe it. Some people thought that Yao Lao San was not telling the truth, and he was deceiving others.

No matter what the villagers say, Yao Laosan's family is still very busy. The greenhouse has started to be built, and there are still many things to do in the future. They have to sow the winter wheat as soon as possible.

Especially Yao Laosan, because he has a tractor at home, he can receive plowing work every day, and he is also very busy.

While everyone was guessing wildly, someone with keen eyes saw Yao Er Er strolling by with a grass root in his mouth, and immediately surrounded him.

"Hey, second child, why is your third brother making such a big fuss?"

"People in the village say that Yao Laosan is bored and rich. Tell us, what is the source of money?"

"Bah, I don't know, if you want to know, ask yourself?"

Yao Er Er spat out the grass roots in his mouth, glanced at the busy field, squinted his eyes and went home.

Looking at the corncobs piled up in the yard, he pulled his hair in agitation,

"Father, when are we going to peel off so many corncobs?"

"You bastard, who thinks the harvest is too much? This year's corn harvest is good, so you can have fun secretly, work hard, and don't think about what you have."

After old man Yao took care of his health, he started farming. He has not been idle for a while, and his whole body is tanned.

Listening to his father's urging, Yao's second child snorted, and resigned himself to sitting beside him peeling corn, "Father, the third child is building a shed in the field, and everyone in the village is making a sensation, why don't you ask him what he wants to do?"

Speaking of the third son, old man Yao put down the corn cobs and took a sip of the cigarette pouch. They all lived in the same village. How could he not have heard of it, but the third son didn't come to explain, so he can still ask?
As Lao Tzu, he couldn't do something like licking his face and asking questions.

"The third child is careful, so don't worry about it, just take care of yourself."

"Father, you're not curious. The third child has invited the construction team next door. It seems that he has a good posture."

Yao's second child was very puzzled. Since the old man fell ill last time, even her mother has settled down and never made a fuss.

"Mother, you're not curious, either?" In the end, Yao's second child turned to look at Mother, baring his teeth with a doggy expression.

"Bah, who cares what he's doing, it's just a bad idea from that mourner, my wife wants to live for two more years, and doesn't want to be pissed off by the third family's family, and they can do whatever they want, my mother is out of sight and out of mind. "

Second Yao: "..."

Something is wrong with my old lady, very wrong.

According to the previous posture, it should have been killed long ago.

The old man Yao looked at the restless eyes of the second child, and coughed, "Second child, living a good life is the real thing, and the family is separated, and the future depends on one's own ability to live well."

"Father, I know." It's really annoying to teach people a lesson every now and then.

"Father, our corn is all broken, and now we only have to plow the land. It just so happens that the third child has a tractor, and we are all in the family. He can't help with this little favor, right?"

Listening to the second brother's suggestion, old man Yao puffed his cigarette, "Let your mother prepare the money later, and give the third brother as much as you want. Don't try to take advantage of it. The third child's tractor is still on credit."

The brigade's money can't be hidden. He asked a while ago, and it was indeed on credit.

(End of this chapter)