Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Wen Jun always remembered Wen Xiuyi's advice. When there were no more patients and shopkeeper Qiu went back to accompany the two guests, Wen Jun found an opportunity to mention this matter to Doctor Jin.

"Meng De? Is he your stepfather?" There seems to be such a person in Doctor Jin's memory, but he seems to be an inconspicuous little official.

Doctor Jin touched his beard and thought for a while: "I have been away from Beijing for many years, and I don't know much about the situation in Beijing now. I wrote a letter to Yi'er's father and asked him to check on this Mengde."

Wen Jun solemnly saluted Dr. Jin: "Then thank you master and senior brother."

Doctor Jin laughed and said, "We are all from our own family, so what's there to thank you for? Lao Qiu and I like Datou so much. If they really set their sights on Datou, then naturally we can't just sit idly by and ignore it. You can rest assured." Just wait for the news and let your father rest assured that no one can take the big head away as long as we are here.

But then again, how did you know that they would come back and take away the big head?After all, your mother was very decisive when she left. You three brothers and sisters didn’t want any of you. "

Wen Jun couldn't say that they knew the plot in advance, so he could only say nonsense: "Disciple dare not hide from master. Before my mother left, I overheard her talking to Datou, saying that she would wait until she established a foothold in the Meng family. Come and pick up the bulk.”

Doctor Jin raised his eyebrows: "Just take the big head?"

Wenjun lowered his head, looking hurt.

Doctor Jin sighed deeply. The love between mother and child was deep, but he heard with his own ears that his mother did not want him and only wanted his younger brother. It must have broken the child's heart.

"Your father is very good. Your grandparents, uncles and aunts all regard you and Yaoyao as treasures. There is no need to let go of this little thing. Your mother... whatever, since she chose to leave you, whether it is because of your father or not. After all, she was the one who was cruel to you in the first place because of your confusion.

You still have a long way to go in the future. When you learn my medical skills, you may not have a place in Taiyuan Hospital in the future. I am afraid that Taiyuan Hospital will be the capital of the hospital. What you have to do now is to study medicine with peace of mind and don't be affected by other things. own character.

When that day comes and you stand in front of her openly, she will know that her original choice was wrong. "

Doctor Jin's relief was sincere. If the original person heard these words, he might be moved. However, Wenjun only has the original person's remaining memory of this biological mother, because the plot of Datou in the original book was even more disturbing to her. Have a good impression.

Despite this, Wen Jun solemnly saluted Doctor Jin again: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. I will keep it in my heart."

Seeing that his apprentice was relieved, Doctor Jin leaned over and whispered: "Those things you gave me last time, while there is no one around now, teach Master how to use them." After that, he took Wenjun to rest by himself. In the room, one talked and the other listened, but the position of the teacher was changed from Doctor Jin to Wen Jun.

Wen Yao arrived at Xie's house and fed Qiu Rongrong potatoes and sweet potatoes in the same way. Knowing the yield of these two things, Qiu Rongrong, a person who had never been to the fields, was shocked.

"The output is so high."

After being surprised, Qiu Rongrong said: "Yao Yao, can't you get me more seeds? This is too little. If it doesn't work, I'll tell Grandpa Wen and ask him to share more with me." Qiu Rongrong could see this at a glance. For things to be of great use in the future, they must be planted in large areas.

But the land that Wenyao moved here is not even enough for one acre. She can plant as much as she wants out of the hundreds of acres of good land in her village.

It seems that the fields in Zhuangzi are almost ready to harvest. According to Uncle Wen, once wheat is harvested, it can be planted again. Time waits for no one.

Now for Qiu Rongrong, time is money.

Wen Yao wanted to give more, she had plenty of space, but now that the old man had passed the Ming Road, he didn't know how much he had at home, so it might be a little difficult to do anything with it.

Moreover, this was not the purpose of her visit to Qiu Rongrong today.

"Sister, do you think these things are good?"

Qiu Rongrong nodded almost without hesitation: "Of course, if it is as you said, it can be used as both a vegetable and a staple food to fill the stomach, do you know what such a high output means? This means how many people do not have to Due to low food production and various taxes, they were unable to eat and starved to death.

Although our Qiu family is a businessman, we have done a lot of relief to the poor over the years. And you also said that this thing does not matter the geology and can be grown anywhere. It is just a matter of the yield. If it is really promoted, only There is no downside to the benefits. "

Wen Yao suddenly laughed after hearing what she said.

Qiu Rongrong looked confused: "I'm telling you seriously, why are you laughing?"

Wen Yao laughed and said, "I thought my sister was thinking about how to make money with them."

Qiu Rongrong was stunned at first, but soon realized that this damn girl was testing her. She rushed forward and tickled Wenyao, causing Wenyao to beg for mercy again and again.

"Sister, sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop scratching, hahahaha, it's so itchy, please stop scratching."

Qiu Rongrong pressed her down and pretended to be vicious: "Do you know you were wrong?"

Wen Yao nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's wrong. I don't dare to tease my sister like that anymore."

Qiu Rongrong let her go, straightened her clothes, and said, "Am I the kind of person who only falls in the eyes of money?"

Wen Yao raised her eyebrows, didn't she?

This made Qiu Rongrong want to pounce on her again, but after all the trouble, she still had to talk about the business.

Qiu Rongrong arranged her clothes and sat down, and said: "How much money can you make from this thing? Sometimes, reputation is much more important than money."

She, Qiu Rongrong, is rich now, but all she has is her name.

She was a scholar, peasant, industrialist, and even a merchant, otherwise she would not have had a low status when a branch of the Xie family came to propose marriage, and her parents agreed. If she did not want to find a better way out for the younger generations in the family, she would not have wronged herself. I have been angry with the Xie family for so many years.

But now that she was feeling better and feeling refreshed every day, she realized that she could live such a wanton life after getting married.

Thinking of this, Qiu Rongrong said: "Grandpa Ruowen is worried that people will miss these things if he plants them, so he will plant them all in my village. My village will be guarded every day, so no one will steal the seedlings."

"I'm not afraid of stealing now, but sister, I have something to ask you."

"You said."

Wen Yao then told Qiu Rongrong the matter in this way.

After a long time, when Wen Yao was worried that this young lady was angry because she was using her name, Qiu Rongrong actually laughed without any image, turned forward and backward, and after a long time, she stretched out her hand and poked Wen Yao's cheek. head.

"Okay, you've been using me as a cover for a long time, and you're just telling me now. Isn't it a bit inadequate for you to just give me this little seed? After all, I found this thing for you. .”

Wen Yao looked at her blankly and opened her mouth: "Sister, aren't you curious..."

Qiu Rongrong glared at her angrily: "Stop, I'm not curious, and I don't ask. Yaoyao, I treat you as my own sister. It was your appearance that changed me. I, Qiu Rongrong, am definitely not the kind of ungrateful person, so I won’t ask you how things came from. I only have one sentence: good things like this can’t happen without me in the future. Look, I’m already a season late, but it’s not a big loss.”