Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

After listening to Zhao Baoshan, Feng Changxia was stunned.

What did this old man say?

Give all the rice that Zhao Wentao harvested back to Zhao Wentao?

A few acres of rice can be worth more than a thousand catties, which is worth a lot of money. How can so much rice be given to Sifang for nothing?

They are all a family, at least they score a little bit in the big room?

Feng Changxia asked with an ugly face, "Father, why do you give so many rice seeds to the fourth brother..."

Although Feng Changxia didn't say it clearly, Zhao Baoshan knew what Feng Changxia meant.

Just now it was no good to let Dafang harvest rice, but Dafang declined. Now that it's good, he wondered again.

Zhao Baoshan snorted and replied, "Just now, I just wanted to ask your big house to help harvest the rice, and the rice will be given to you. If you refuse to accept it, then forget it. Now the fourth child is willing. Give those rice grains to the old fourth!"

After listening to Zhao Baoshan's words, Feng Changxia felt a sudden pain in her heart.

She was so stupid just now, why didn't she listen to Zhao Baoshan's words and then refused. It's all right now. After losing such a big piece of meat, Feng Changxia just wanted to die.

However, for the grain, Feng Changxia still said shamelessly, "Father, you don't say this clearly. If you say it earlier, Tianlong will help the harvest if he is tired."

"If you didn't listen to me, you blamed me. Forget it, the boss is delicate, so just rest when you are done with your own rice, and let the fourth one go and get it!"

"Father, the old fourth person can't stand so much rice grains alone, so let Tianlong and his father help to harvest them?" Feng Changxia still insisted. Such a big bargain made her give up so easily. She really Is not reconciled.

Zhao Baoshan glanced at Feng Changxia faintly, "It's OK, it's just a little rice. The fourth child is too busy with work. You yourself first refused this matter. I didn't give you a chance. , Now that it's to the fourth child, don't make any more thoughts in your Dafang."

Zhao Baoshan's tone was very firm, and Feng Changxia knew that there was no room for discussion on this matter.

In my heart, there is no other way but to regret, I can only watch the big advantage of this day being taken up by the four rooms.

"Father, I can help harvest this rice, don't need to give it to me!" Zhao Wentao said in a naive way.

Hundreds of thousands of catties of grain were given to him for nothing, and he would be embarrassed to accept it.

Zhao Baoshan waved his hand, "I will give it to you if I say it. Take it. Today's harvest is not good. There are several children in your family who want to eat. More food is always good!"

"Father, it's okay. I can do more work to earn money. You don't have to worry about me."

Zhao Baoshan was a little unhappy and said, "You kid, really, I'll give it to you if I say it to you, and if you refuse, I won't be happy again!"

Facing Zhao Baoshan's calm face, Zhao Wentao had no choice but to say, "Father, that's fine, I'll take these rice grains, but when you look back, you can go to my place to get the grain if you are short of food!"

Zhao Baoshan responded, sighing in his heart that the fourth child is still much better than the boss, speaking and doing things make people feel more comfortable.

These rice seeds are definitely better for four rooms than for big ones.

Feng Changxia turned and left angrily, her face darkened, her heart almost bleeding.