The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 577 The Farmhouse Has Wine (3)

"It depends on your performance, she is not willing to come out now." It is impossible to come out again.

I want the little fairy to be obedient, serve tea and water, and think beautifully.

Tian Maosen had the experience just now, no matter whether he understood or not, he nodded.
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Luo Xing was tortured by Feng Wu for more than half a month, woke up every day in the middle of the night by the roar, and picked up the hoe to plow the land.

When Feng Wu tormented her, she tormented Tian's father, so one weeding became two people weeding.

It was still spring, and the nights were very cool. The large fields of farmland leaned against the mountains on one side and the houses of the villagers on the other.

Someone woke up to go to the toilet at night, and when he heard the sound from the field, he fell to the ground in fright.

The next day, the man couldn't get out of bed, and told his family about the voice he heard at night. The rumors of haunting made people panic for a while.

Luo Xing sat on the rocking chair and rocked, "I said I can't weed in the middle of the night, it's okay now, let's scare people out of trouble."

[I asked you to weed, and you scream like a ghost in the middle of the night, can others not be scared out of trouble! 】If you are still blaming him now, you have never seen her throw the blame like this.

"Yes, if you are more courageous, maybe you can come over and sit on the ridge of the field to watch me and Tian Luoxing's father work."

After all, there is no psychopath who works in the fields in the middle of the night.

It looks so fresh.

【…】

Feng Wu adhered to the purpose of tormenting Luo Xing, and didn't feel that he was wrong at all, and said with a slender neck: [I just release the task, if I don't do well, it's your fault, hmph. 】

Luo Xing smiled and blocked Feng Wu.

I can't hear what you're talking about, please post the mission again.

You send it.

Feng Wu talked a lot in the space, but found that Luo Xing didn't respond at all, knowing that he was shielded again, he jumped up angrily.

He also wanted to instruct little poor to work during the day, but she blocked him as soon as she heard his voice, and he woke her up at night by yelling.

The whole plane agreed to listen to him, and the experience was extremely poor.

He wanted his sword, but if he wanted it back, little pity wouldn't listen to him.

Feng Wu weighed it up, and decided to ask for the sword after he has had enough of torturing the poor little pity.
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After planting a season of vegetables, under Luoxing's supervision, Father Tian didn't steal them even though he was lazy for half a minute.

With this kind of effort, the effect is also obvious. None of the vegetables have been sprayed with pesticides, but they grow green and the leaves are very intact.

Luo Xing woke up in the morning, the sky was still dark, she took Father Tian out of the bed who wanted to stay in bed.

Tian Maosen wanted to lose his temper, but when he saw that it was Luoxing, he immediately became energetic, "Girl, it's early in the morning, what's your order?"

"The vegetables can be sold, go sell the vegetables."

"Okay, I'll get up and get dressed now."

Luo Xing let go of his hand and checked Tian's father's broken arm. Seeing that it was almost healed, he went out with his hands behind his back.

Tian Maosen breathed a sigh of relief and stood up numbly.

After washing up, he walked through the main room and saw the food on the table, his stomach gurgled twice.

Tian Maosen blinked his eyes. During this period of time, he had a broken bone, he cooked all the meals, and he had to work in the field with one hand.

Did Luo Xing finally find out his conscience today?

Tian Maosen couldn't figure it out, so he walked to the table and sat down, smelling the aroma of the food, he didn't dare to move his chopsticks first.

Luo Xing came in with a plate of Xiaobai, put the dishes on the table, and sat down at the table.

"Eat."

Luoxing picked up the bowls and chopsticks and took the lead in eating, as if he were a grown-up parent, while Father Tian was the disobedient brat.

Tian's father picked up the bowl, picked some vegetables with serving chopsticks and put them in the bowl. After taking a bite, he was so moved that he almost cried, "Daughter, why did you cook today?" He also made rapid progress in his skills.

Although it was just a few ordinary vegetables, it tasted more fragrant than meat.

Luoxing was not angry, "Is it possible that I still eat the pig food you made? If you want to starve me to death, it depends on whether I am willing to die. Before you change, I will not let Tian Luoxing come out to suffer with you. of."

If it weren't for the lack of work at home, and Luo Xing wanted to clean up Father Tian, ​​she wouldn't have eaten his cooking for so long.

Tian Maosen lowered his head in embarrassment. Compared with the food he cooked in front of him, the food he cooked was really unpalatable.

After eating enough, Luo Xing handed over the task of washing dishes to Father Tian, ​​and went to the village chief's house at the head of the village to borrow a donkey cart.

She drove the donkey cart to the field not far away, picked the cabbage from the field and put it on the cart.

Father Tian washed the dishes and ran over to help. The two of them picked for half an hour and drove the donkey cart to the county town.

When we arrived in the city, it was dawn, and it was a good time to go to the market. Luo Xing found an open space on the market street that would not block other people's stores, took off the tarpaulin covering the car, and sat beside the car to sell. vegetable.

"Park cabbage, three yuan per catty, green and pesticide-free, sweet and refreshing, don't miss it when you pass by."

Selling vegetables has to be done by myself, like a real poor boy.

Luo Xing wiped away bitter tears.

Tian Maosen timidly walked over to Luo Xing's side, "Girl, no one buys it for three yuan a catty, and the purchase price of Chinese cabbage is only fifty cents, and the market sells it for one piece at most."

"..." You may not believe it, but I have a new understanding of poverty.

Luo Xing glanced at Father Tian sideways, "Then why did you buy a vegetable seedling that you were dying to live on?"

"We...our family is poor." Buying vegetable seedlings almost wiped out the family's wealth, so he can't live without it.

"Humph."

Luo Xing took a few steps back, and leaned against the donkey, "Come and shout, today this little cabbage is only sold for three yuan, and it can't be sold out, you know."

Luo Xing said, raising his fist.

Tian Maosen shrank his neck, and found the familiar feeling that the falling star was squeezing him.

Sure enough, the well-behaved cook in the morning was his illusion.

Tian Maosen didn't dare to speak loudly in front of people. Now he stood in front of people, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, "It's selling cabbage, it's selling cabbage, it's selling fresh cabbage, don't miss it when you pass by."

Luo Xing shook her head and sat on the car floor covered with cotton pads, "Speak up, didn't you eat enough in the morning?"

Tian Maosen took a deep breath, "We are selling cabbage, fresh cabbage."

The people who came to the market didn't pay attention to the corner of Luoxing. They heard the conversation between father and daughter and found it very interesting, so they came over and said, "Little girl, is this your brother or your father?"

It was the first time she had ever seen a little girl train a big man like a grandson.

Luo·Promoter·Xing went online, "He, it's my dad, sister, do you buy cabbage? The cabbage in my house is not sprayed with any pesticides. It is because my dad weeds and eliminates insects in the field day and night, so that it grows. It’s so good, and it only sells for three yuan, and those cabbages in big cities that don’t use pesticides cost eight or nine yuan.”

He was so poor that he relied on shamelessness to make money.

The woman is a little confused. Now that her life is getting better, she wants to eat healthily, but...

(End of this chapter)