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

Fan Ziyi excitedly talked about his excitement and what he had just experienced. The excitement and happiness on the young man's face could not be hidden at all. He also mentioned that he would practice and learn martial arts with several young masters starting tomorrow.

Fan Cheng looked at his son worriedly, worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, but when he saw his son's energetic appearance, he still endured it.

Su Shilan recovered from the shock and was also happy.

"Since we have to practice with a few young masters, we can't wear these long robes. Brother Cheng, please let the child wash and rest quickly. I'll give Ziyi two clothes to wear for practice tomorrow." Su Shilan said and got up to find Fan Ziyi's clothes.

Fan Ziyi gradually calmed down and then remembered what he had just done. Looking at Su Shilan's busy figure, Fan Ziyi felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Knowing that Su Shilan saw him still standing there, she smiled fondly: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go and have a rest? Don't worry, I will change my clothes in a while, so I won't delay your practice tomorrow. "

Fan Ziyi scratched his throat and suddenly said: "Thank you, mother."

Su Shilan's hand movements paused, and she suddenly felt her eyes were a little sore. She suppressed her emotions and the smile on Su Shilan's face became even bigger: "We are all a family, so what are you grateful for? Take your sister and go to bed."

"Yes." Fan Ziyi bowed to the two of them, picked up Fan Ziling and returned to the back room.

Fan Cheng also realized something was wrong at this time.

Looking at the direction in which his son was leaving, and then at his wife with red eyes, he stepped forward and patted her on the back gently: "They will remember all the good things you did to them."

Su Shilan couldn't hold back her sourness, tears fell, but she burst into laughter and pushed Fan Cheng away angrily: "Bring me an oil lamp quickly."

"Yes, yes, ma'am."

The house is not big, but it makes the family of four feel unprecedented warmth. At least, they no longer have to worry about their future livelihood, no longer need to worry about the difficulties caused by their eldest brother, and no longer have to worry about their son's studies. Everything seems to have been decided by them. At that moment, things started to change.

In the days that followed, Fan Cheng became more and more attentive to his work. Every day he either went up the mountain to check on the situation or inspected the fields. He also had to go to the winery to check on the progress of the winery, including the shop on the dock. He also made several trips back and forth.

Not only that, he had to redo all the accounts they had made at home.

Neither Wen Lao Er nor Wen Lao San have read books. Wen Xiuzhu and Wen Xiuqing were led by the old man to work in the fields all day long. Only Li and Cai could keep the accounts of the duck shed and fish pond. The way two women who have never read books keep accounts is to write down what they can understand.

Anyway, Qiu Rongrong's accountant will come to reconcile with them in the end, as long as the accounts are correct.

Fan Cheng's appearance undoubtedly saved them.

On the second day after returning to Yunwu Town, Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong went to Jiao Jian and Carpenter Zhang and told them about the renovation of two shops in Fucheng. Without saying anything, the two immediately arranged for people to go to Fucheng to do the work. Carpenter Zhang took the people there himself, while Jiao Jian stayed in Yunwu Town to keep an eye on the work here.

Wen Yao gave them his home address and asked them to go to Fucheng to find a good harvest. Everything was arranged there.

Shopkeeper Fang has been studying with Shopkeeper Lu during this period, and the cooks and waiters have been assigned to Zuixian Tower and Roast Duck Restaurant respectively, so there is no need to worry.

On the other hand, Wen Yao, with Fan Cheng helping to take care of it, can rest assured and make hot pot base.

The peppers she grew before, plus the peppers grown later in Qiu Rongrong's village, add up to hundreds of kilograms of peppers, and she can buy them from the space without anyone noticing, so she doesn't have to worry about running out.

For several days, the smell of spicy hot pot base lingered around Wen's house.

When it comes to hot pot base, butter is the best, but killing cows is illegal now, and their rhubarb is Old Man Wen’s treasure. In addition, the few dairy cows in the farm outside the village are the lifeblood of their milk tea shop. .

Fortunately, now that I have an oil press at home, I don’t have to worry about running out of oil.

When Luo Shi came to look for Wen Yao, she smelled the aroma of chili pepper that was choking and couldn't help but smell it more. She skillfully took out a mask from her sleeve and put it on before entering the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wen Yao was wearing a blouse, her hair was wrapped up with a hat, and she was wearing a mask on her mouth. She was standing by the stove, frying the base ingredients. Next to her, Aunt Shi, Mingyue and Ming Lan were filling the molds. .

"This house is almost turning into a hot pot restaurant." Luo Shi came in, skillfully took the spatula from Wen Yao's hand and started frying.

Wen Yao moved his position and moved his arm.

"No, this is the last pot. Nai, Sister Rong asked someone to find out the opening date of the hot pot restaurant. It will be on the first day of next month. There are still seven or eight days left. We will all go to Fucheng by then. You and I are still My second uncle, second aunt, third uncle and third aunt, as well as my brothers, sisters, and brothers at home, all can go," Wen Yao said.

Luo Shi looked at her: "The date is set? Then have you prepared everything there?"

Wen Yao nodded: "It's ready. As soon as we get back, we'll find the old coppersmith from before to set the pot. We can just pull it over."

Seeing that they had made all arrangements, Luo Shi felt relieved.

"Okay, you go back and tell your father that our whole family will go. Oh, by the way, take your aunt with you."

Wen Yao smiled: "You don't forget to take your sister with you wherever you go."

Luo Shi gave her an angry look: "We are the only two sisters left in our family. If I don't take her out to see more while I can still move, I will be too old to walk in the future. I won't be able to go if I want to. Okay, As soon as I returned to the workshop, I told her that Jiao Yang was at home during this period and asked him to take care of his wife."

"Huh? My second cousin is no longer working in the Yamen?" Wen Yao asked. Wen Yao, a child who grew up under the red flag, still respects this second cousin who returned from the army because he has a lame foot. , so County Magistrate Chen arranged for him to be a prison guard, which was free and not dangerous.

"Do it, why didn't you do it? Where can you find such a good job if you lose it?

This is not the time when your second cousin is in trouble. Your eldest cousin has to cook for your eldest cousin and the others, and your aunt has to take care of the workshop and her daughter-in-law. She is really too busy.

No, your second cousin went to County Magistrate Chen and wanted to take a month off to take care of his wife at home, because the doctor said that the pain was severe and that it would be better after a few months.

Your father happened to be there when I went to ask for leave. For your father's sake, Lao Chen approved the leave. "