Escape to Farmland

Chapter 509 Strange Eyes
Facing Xia Quan's stern warning, Ding Qing'an and Xia Huan unconsciously shuddered.

Then the two little boys looked at each other, they could only smile wryly and shook their heads, unable to do anything.

"Okay, let's pick a batch of vegetables from the field first."

Seeing that the two of them gave up their plan to go fishing in the reservoir, Xia Quan softened his tone, "Pick it off and we will take some away, and Xiao Huan will take the rest to school."

"As for the ones in the field, I have already greeted the uncles and aunts in Wanzi, and asked everyone to pick them if they want to eat."

"understood."

Xia Huan and Ding Qing'an obediently agreed, took the basket and went to the private plot.

Although Xia Quan hasn't watered it himself for a while, the vegetables here are still growing very well.

Especially the kinds of vegetables eaten when the house was repaired at home recently are all produced in the private land.

As for meat, poultry and eggs, no one saw them anyway, so she just took some out of the space every morning, enough for the day.

Even Ding Qing'an thought she bought it from the street every morning.

Because in order to reveal the origin of things, Xia Quan would always get up early, go out for a run and go home.

When outsiders saw it, they thought she had come back from the morning show.

"Sister, there are so many vegetables in our field, if I can pick some and sell them..."

While picking vegetables, Xia Huan was thinking about what would happen if these vegetables could be exchanged for money.

"What are you selling?"

Xia Quan was not idle either, picking green peppers alone in the pepper area, and when she heard what her brother said, she said angrily, "We don't have time to study."

"Could it be that you want to delay your studies for this little money?"

"Sister, don't be angry."

Xia Huan heard that her tone was not kind, and quickly smiled flatteringly, "That's what I said."

"If you don't sell it, don't sell it. Anyway, we can't control it at school."

"It's good to know."

Xia Quan's tone softened a bit, "Besides, the elders in the village take such good care of us, it's good to leave the vegetables in the field for everyone to eat."

"Has Xiaoquan ever thought about whether everyone will have conflicts because of these dishes?"

Ding Qing'an straightened his back, tied up the garlic sprouts in his hand, and put them in his back strap, "What if there is trouble with Mao Dun because one picks more and one picks less?"

"We don't need to worry about this."

Xia Quan smiled easily, "Uncle Chuanchuan and Aunt Osmanthus fragrans have already discussed with me, and each family will pick them in turn."

"When the vegetables in the vegetable field are almost ready, they will grow them themselves."

"That's a good idea."

Upon hearing this arrangement, Ding Qing'an couldn't help but nodded, "In this way, we really don't need to worry about this."

"In addition, if Xiao Huan wants to come back on Sunday, the folks in Wanzi will take care of him."

Xia Quan came out of the chili field and looked at his younger brother, "So, I'm not worried that Xiao Huan will have nowhere to go during the holidays."

"Sister, I know."

Xia Huan heard his sister's arrangement for him, pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Xia Quan looked at the vegetables in the field: "Okay, let's save some for the folks who will pick vegetables tomorrow."

The three of them washed the picked vegetables and put them in the Shau Kei to dry.

Easy to pack when finished.

"I bought some meat the day before yesterday to treat everyone to dinner."

Facing the expectant eyes of his younger brother and Ding Qing'an, Xia Quan opened a jar buried in the ground and said, "But it didn't work out. I just made it and ate it today."

While speaking, a piece of pork belly about two catties was taken out from it: "I will eat braised pork tonight."

"Yeah, sister is the best."

When Xia Huan heard that there was braised pork to eat, he was so excited that he jumped up and down, "Sister, let me light the fire."

"I'm here to prepare the vegetables for tonight."

Ding Qing'an also smiled, but he looked at the jar buried in the ground with a slightly strange look.

(End of this chapter)