The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

Large livestock such as cows, horses and donkeys have very large appetites. As long as there is food in the trough, they can chew it all day long without stopping.

It’s really difficult for Zhou Mingyuan.

Old Mrs. Zhou picked the vegetables in her hand and smiled without explaining, "If you are tired, don't feed her. Sit down and rest for a while, and help grandma pick the vegetables."

Zhou Mingyuan was tired from playing but didn't run out again. He obediently pulled a stool over and helped his grandmother pick vegetables.

The dinner was very sumptuous, including a dish of cold-boiled day lily, a dish of scrambled eggs with loofah, a dish of stir-fried celery with black fungus, a dish of fried wild onion crispy cakes and a salty soup.

One crab can be cooked in two ways. In addition to steaming it, Zhou Mingshu also made garlic crab, which was full of garlic flavor and everyone enjoyed it very much.

By the time Mr. Zhou was done eating crabs, a blister formed on his tongue, and Mrs. Zhou held up the sole of her shoe and scolded him.

He originally wanted to have a couple of drinks, but seeing the look on Old Lady Zhou's face, Boss Zhou had to give up.

Besides, the blisters didn't form on his own will; they were caused by sucking on the crab shell.

The flavor of this crab is just right and very fragrant.

In the end, even the garlic slices in the bowl were eaten up.

After dinner, it is Zhou Mingshu’s teaching time. Everyone holds the small blackboard and follows her to learn to read.

The other adults were busy with their own affairs.

Before nightfall, Zhou Lao Da and his two brothers finally installed all the rain shields for everyone.

With this rain shield, you can not only block rain on rainy days, but also block the sun on sunny days, and the air flowing into the house will be fresher.

However, after this incident, the bamboo in the house was almost consumed.

Early the next morning, the three Zhou brothers carried their axes and went into the mountains.

The thatched hut at home still needs to be reinforced, so they plan to build a fence wall with bamboo next to the earth wall.

With two walls built together, even if a thief comes to chisel the wall, it will take some effort because bamboo is not easy to break.

When Zhou Mingshu got up in the morning, he first tidied up the flowers and plants in the house, then soaked some mung beans, intending to make some more mung bean jelly to help everyone relieve the greasiness and heat.

Apart from these things, there is nothing else that needs her busy.

She moved the stone mortar from the yard into her house, took a stone hammer and slowly mortared the snail shells.

These odds and ends can be prepared in advance, and she plans to start making soap after harvesting the wheat.

Zhou Mingqi's cursing voice came from the door, "San Ya, look at the snails I picked up today. Some of them are much smaller, and there are very few big ones."

Zhou Mingshu knew what she was thinking, so he comforted her, "Second sister, why are you angry so early in the morning? Snails this big are just right. The snail meat is the most tender and delicious. The meat of those big snails is old."

Zhou Mingqi's eyes moved to her face, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, let's try it at noon. Add more green onions and celery, and an egg. I guarantee the snail meat will be very tender."

"Okay, then I'll go prepare it and stir-fry it like this when the time comes."

The peppers in the corner have already bloomed. Small white flowers are hidden under the leaves. In a few days, peppers will be produced.

It’s exciting just thinking about it.

She hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time, and her mouth always felt like something was missing, so she immediately needed to make up for the deficiency.

At noon, Zhou Mingshu took Zhou Mingqi to the village chief's house to use the grinding wheel. This time, more mung beans needed to be ground, and it took the two of them a while to finish grinding.

When they got home, they were busy filtering, rubbing and washing the starch, which made them both exhausted.

The annual wheat harvest in Lianglin Village slowly began.

The sun is scorching, and we have to go to the fields no matter how hot the weather is.

Many villagers went to the fields with sickles to harvest. Seeing Old Lady Zhou sitting at the door picking vegetables slowly, they urged her to hurry up, as her family had quite a lot of wheat fields.

Old Mrs. Zhou had her own plans in mind. It was such a hot day that the straw was burnt by the sun. If she exerted a little force, the wheat ears would break and fall off. She would have to pick them up again then, which would be troublesome.

She would rather get up a little earlier tomorrow morning.

The donkey I bought yesterday started working today.

After cutting bamboo for a whole morning, I put it on the cart and it only took two trips back and forth to complete the transportation. It was much more convenient than doing it by manpower.

"Mom, I see many families have already gone to the fields to harvest wheat. When should we start?" asked Zhou Laoer.

"Tomorrow, we will plant two days later than them, so it will be just right to start harvesting tomorrow, and not many ears of wheat will be broken."

"Okay, then let's build some pedestals, just in case it rains."

The wheat harvest is busy, and the preparations before the harvest are also busy.

Zhou Lao Er and Zhou Lao San built four bases in a row before they stopped.

These bases can be used to hold up wheat piles, and the back can also be used to hold up straw piles. The straw can be used to feed livestock or to start a fire. In winter, it can also be spread under the mattress for heating. In short, it is useful.

Everyone in the house was sweating profusely, and after lunch they went back to the house to rest and cool down.

Old Mrs. Zhou was not idle. She cut all the leeks in her family's vegetable garden, picked them and chopped them, planning to make some leek pancakes.

I will be busy harvesting wheat tomorrow, so I won’t have time to cook.

Prepare some extra vegetable cakes so it will be convenient when eating.

Zhou Mingshu was also busy. She was making mung bean flour paste in her room. She had to have a meal in the evening.

After everything was done and finalized, she took a short break.

In the afternoon, the sun was just getting a little weaker.

Liu and Zhu carried their backpacks and went out. They wanted to cut more grass this afternoon.

All the livestock at home need to eat grass, especially the little donkey. If they don’t eat enough, how can they have the strength to work?

Zhou Mingshu packed up the ground snail shell powder, put on a straw hat, and went out leading the donkey.

Their Lianglin Village is a mountain village with grass all over the mountains. They just let it find the grass to eat on its own and there is no need to dig it up and bring it home.

It's such a hot day, so you should be busy finding work for yourself.

She found a tree stump, sat under it and leisurely watched the little donkey graze on the grass.

This little donkey is quite well behaved. It doesn't make any noises or run around.

There was a breeze blowing from the foot of the mountain from time to time, which was quite cool. She even wanted to tie a hammock in the woods.

She bought two apples from the system, one for the donkey and one for herself. They were crunchy and she ate them leisurely.

After a busy day, looking down at the entire Lianglin Village, I saw gaps appearing in the golden wheat fields.

The villagers in the fields turned into small dots and moved back and forth in the wheat fields, slowly transporting the wheat home.

It would probably take three or four days to harvest all this wheat and bring it home.

The tired little donkey lay down under the shade of a tree to rest. If there was any slight movement around, it would prick up its ears and open its eyes to look around. It was very sensitive to everything around it.

Seeing smoke starting to come out of the kitchen, Zhou Mingshu stood up, brushed off the grass clippings on his butt, and then led the donkey home.

Passing by the river, the little donkey was unwilling to move forward.