I am a woman, I am a man, I want to marry a wife so that I can farm

Ye Ze couldn't help but twitch his lips: This is really my mother!

"It's really what I earned!" Then he took down his backpack, which contained fourteen meat buns, two bags of snacks, and two pieces of coarse cloth.

"We'll have the steamed buns as an extra meal tonight, and the rest will be with my wife tomorrow when she returns home."

When Old Lady Ye saw the large bag of meat buns wrapped in oil paper, she was so shocked that she couldn't say anything. She didn't even care about the gift Ye Ze bought for the Zhao family. After a while, she stammered and asked him, "You, how did you make so much money?"

"Let's talk about this when we get home." Ye Ze didn't explain much. He handed the buns to Old Lady Ye to take to the main room, and hurriedly took the basket into his own room. Old Lady Ye held the meat buns in her hands, and the word "heartache" was written directly on her face. But this prodigal son was still her darling, and she couldn't beat or scold him.

Ye Ze put his things away and washed his hands and face before entering the main room. All the family members were sitting around the dining table, except Zhao Li, who was arranged to stand behind Old Lady Ye and serve her. She changed into a half-worn coarse cloth dress, but it could not conceal her fair and beautiful face at all.

Seeing that he had already reached the door but hadn't come in, Old Lady Ye scolded him, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and have your meal."

Ye Ze looked at Zhao Li apologetically. He couldn't just open his mouth and plead with Zhao Li to sit down and eat with him, as that would only backfire.

There was only porridge, steamed bread, cold wild vegetables, and boiled vegetables on the table. The buns he brought back had not been opened yet.

Old Mrs. Ye didn't pick up her chopsticks, and no one else dared to eat either. They all just watched in silence.

Ye Ze walked to the empty seat reserved for him, opened the oil paper that wrapped the buns, and gave each person a meat bun: "This is the bun we bought with the money from selling herbs today. Everyone try it and see if it tastes good."

"Did you really make money?" Boss Ye asked in disbelief. He just heard my mother say that this was bought with the money earned by my third brother, but he still didn't believe it.

"Of course." Ye Ze said proudly, and then handed the remaining four buns to Old Lady Ye: "Mom, try them and see if they are delicious."

"Ze'er, tell me the truth, where did you get the money?" Old Mrs. Ye didn't take the buns, but asked with a sullen face. Why did her youngest son become more and more unreasonable and even learned to lie?

Old Lady Ye seldom spoke to Ye Ze in this manner. Although she favored sons over daughters and her youngest son, she would not spoil her children without limits. Otherwise, Ye Ze and Shouhou Goudan wouldn't have to go up the mountain to try their luck and dig wild vegetables to fill their stomachs.

For a moment, everyone else in the room dared not breathe, their eyes watching their noses, their noses watching their hearts.

Even the children lowered their heads and dared not speak. The aroma of the meat buns lingered in their noses, and they sniffed from time to time. The meat buns smelled so good.

"I collect herbs with Skinny Monkey and Goudan and earn money by selling them."

"What a coincidence, a miscellaneous book I bought before actually recorded a lot of knowledge about herbs. After I stopped going to school, I seldom read those books. A few days ago, I had nothing to do, so I took out the books to dry them in the sun, and I accidentally came across that book." Ye Ze lied without blushing or beating his heart.

When Old Lady Ye heard that Ye Ze learned this from a book, her expression finally relaxed: "You still have this kind of book?"

Ye Ze: "Well, mother, I was just about to tell you about this. Why don't we let my eldest brother and the others go up the mountain with us to collect herbs tomorrow? When they come back, you will believe me, right?"

At this time, the winter wheat in the field had just been planted a few days ago and did not need to be managed for the time being. It was a good opportunity for Boss Ye and his men to go to the mountains to collect herbs and sell them for money. This way, they would no longer have to run to the town to find odd jobs.

Old Mrs. Ye looked at the eldest and second oldest sons and asked them to express their own opinions.

"Oh, it's a good thing that we didn't sell those books back then," Boss Ye said excitedly, "Let Xiaomai and the others go with us tomorrow. With more people, we can collect more herbs. Shouldn't we be able to pay off the debt quickly?"

Ye Lao Er: "Reading is still useful. Let's go up the mountain to collect herbs tomorrow."

"Dad, can you take me with you? I can help too." Ye Wenli asked his father while tilting his little head.

Before Ye Lao Er could say anything, Chen was the first to get anxious: "How can you help? Just stay at home."

Old Lady Ye was also very concerned about her grandson, so she naturally didn't want Ye Wenli to go up the mountain with her, so she said, "Let these two girls go with you, and Brother Li should not go."

"Okay." Chen was happy now and agreed immediately.

Ye Wenli hung his head helplessly. When could he help the family? He was not a child anymore. Why did his mother and grandmother still not allow him to do anything?

Ye Ze thought for a moment and said, "Mom, why don't you go to the village chief's house tomorrow and see if there are any people in the tribe who are willing to go up the mountain with us."

After all, it is easy to repay borrowed money but difficult to repay favors. Ye Ze also thought that he could help his fellow tribesmen in any way he could.

"Ah? If they all come to dig, what else can we dig? Are there so many herbs on the mountain?" Chen couldn't help but mutter.

"The mountains stretch for dozens of miles. Even if people from several nearby villages go to dig the herbs, they can never dig them all, right? What's more, if the season is over, the herbs will turn into weeds, and you won't be able to sell them even if you dig them up." Ye Ze explained patiently. His second sister-in-law was indeed a little petty sometimes, but considering that she was also considering her family, Ye Ze didn't argue with her.

But Old Lady Ye couldn't stand it any longer, and she scolded her with a sullen face: "Listen to Brother Ze, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Then she said to Ye Ze: "Mom will go out and ask tomorrow, let's eat first."

Old Mrs. Ye picked up her chopsticks first, and then everyone else dared to eat. Without exception, they all picked up the buns in front of them and started to eat. The fragrance spread instantly.

“This bun is really delicious.”

“How can meat filling not be delicious?”

"Chew slowly, don't choke."

Everyone was eating with big mouthfuls, talking to each other, except Zhao Li, who stood beside Old Lady Ye with a wronged look on her face, and served her whatever she wanted.

Ye Ze felt that his head was about to explode. After thinking about it, he decided to take the blame on himself. Ye Ze quickly finished the rice in his bowl and said to Zhao Li unhappily, "Sit here with me and eat until you are full. Otherwise, how will you have the energy to serve me?"

Ye Ze stood up, pulled Zhao Li to sit down, and stuffed the meat bun reserved for her into her hand.

Zhao Li's eyes suddenly widened, and by the time she reacted, her pretty face had already turned red with embarrassment.

Old Lady Ye narrowed her eyes in a smile and said, "Yes, Zhao, please sit down and eat. From now on, you can sit at the table with everyone else. You won't have to stand in the proper manner when eating."

Zhao Li lowered her head and responded in a low voice.

Both sisters-in-law Lin and Chen couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. How could the third brother dare to say anything?

Ye Ze scratched his head. Even though he was thick-skinned, his face was burning after he said this. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said to Old Lady Ye: "Mom, make breakfast for Monkey and the others tomorrow and let them come to our house to eat."

Old Mrs. Ye is not a rigid person. In the past, the three of them hung out together and did nothing. Now they are collecting herbs together to make money. Tomorrow she has to rely on those two guys to teach her sons to recognize herbs. It’s just a breakfast, so of course she agreed.

After everything that needed to be said was said, Ye Ze hurriedly found an excuse to escape from the main room.

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