Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Study? Da Mao's eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed again. He was already ten years old. If he went to school, then his younger brothers would have to go too. If they all went, the family could not afford it at all. The cost would be too high.

Besides, there are only my parents and grandmother at home, and they have to take care of my younger sister, so they are simply too busy to handle it.

[Fourth brother is still young, he can go two years later. Big brother, second brother, and third brother can go now. If they go later, they will miss the good opportunity to go to school. If the work in the fields cannot be done, let Goudan and Tietou come to help, and then pay them by the day.]

Old Lady Yang made the decision and said, "Okay, let's do as Xiaocaoer wishes."

With a snap, the grass girl released another bag of clods of earth that no one had ever seen before.

Oh my god! Oh my god, it's so scary. My dear, when you put things out, couldn't you inform us in advance? At least give us some psychological preparation.

If Miss Xiaocao knew what they were thinking, she would definitely say: Humph, no, my main thing is to do whatever I want. How can I see you being scared if I ask you to prepare?

A group of old and young gathered around a pile of dirt. One picked it up and weighed it, while another reached out to touch it.

[A bunch of country bumpkins, they don't even know sweet potatoes. One acre of land can produce a lot, um, about a thousand kilograms, and they don't choose the land. They can be roasted or boiled when the time comes. Just thinking about the taste of roasted sweet potatoes makes me drool]

When the older people heard that the yield per mu was 1,000 kilograms, they immediately took action.

Old Lady Yang: "Ermao, take your cousins to the yard to play."

Sanmao immediately ran to close the gate. He knew that as long as his sister took out new things, the adults would drive them out and close the gate. It was obvious that something big was going to happen.

Well, except for Da Mao who was kicked out, I don’t know why, maybe he is the smartest one in the family except for his sister? In fact, he thinks he is also very smart.

The adults in the main room, Old Lady Li and Uncle Li were looking at Mrs. Li, and the Yangs were looking at Miss Xiaocao. At this time, Miss Xiaocao was gurgling milk, squinting her eyes as she drank, as if she was about to fall asleep at any time.

Li couldn't bear to disturb her daughter's sleep, but the sweet potatoes that yielded 1,000 kilograms per mu were too tempting: "Xiao Cao, you have brought good things to the family again. You are really great. If they are really grown, we ordinary people will not have to go hungry. You are really our little lucky star."

Miss Xiaocao's flattery was once again well-received.

[Humph, don’t you even look at who I am! ]

After listening to her daughter's voice, Li was like a proud little brat: "Then tell us how to plant it. We are not as smart as you."

The little brat's tail can't be pulled down. [Alas, a good thing has been given to you, but you still need me to teach you how to plant it? If I weren't there, how would you deal with it! ]

Damao: "Yes, we really have to thank my little sister. The sweet potatoes have been planted well and the people are not starving. This is a great deed."

[Oh yeah, why didn’t I think of that? It’s a great merit. It’s so cool to be shining with golden light.]

[Okay, I will be the sweet potato planting instructor. You guys plant well, I still have more good stuff.]

Yang Dashan: "We have to think of a reason for this thing. It can't just appear like this. A few roots are easy to explain, but if we plant them on a large scale, someone will definitely ask where they came from. What should we say?"

Uncle Li: "That's right."

Everyone was silent.

half an hour later

Da Mao: "How about starting tomorrow, my brothers and I go up the mountain to look for firewood, and then we'll find these lumps."

No matter how hard the others thought, they couldn't come up with a better solution than this.

It was Old Lady Yang's highlight moment again. She decided: "This is a good idea. Let's do it this way."

Generally, it is Old Lady Yang who makes the final decision on matters concerning the Yang family after discussing with her sons.

With another snap, several bundles of sweet potato leaves appeared on the table. [These sweet potato leaves can be eaten as vegetables. They are even more delicious when fried with garlic. Let me taste them when they are ready.]

[I wonder if such tender seedlings can survive? Why don’t you try to plant a few in the ground? ]

Mrs. Li: "Give me a few to try, and we'll prepare them."

Uncle Li looked at Li and said, "Then what kind of land should we use to plant? It can't affect the spring ploughing next year."

Li smiled and said, "Good things with such high yields must be grown on fertile land."

Little Grass Girl shouted, [What fertile land? Didn’t you listen carefully in the meeting just now? I told you that sweet potatoes are not picky about the land. How did you convey the instructions?]

This sound scared everyone, because normally Miss Grass rarely made such a loud noise.

He didn't care about the three people outside the yard, and ran into the house and went straight to his sister: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"