Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The sunlight shone on her profile. She lowered her head and looked at the bowl carefully. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

It's like a painting of peaceful times.

Suddenly, Shiro held the painting tightly behind him, his face full of admiration.

"Uncle San is amazing. How did you do that? I want to learn from you."

Lin also looked up at him. This craftsmanship was probably not too simple. He didn't know what materials were used and whether it was expensive.

If a bowl costs about one penny, it can be used in bulk.

Cui Chengliang clenched his fists and resisted the urge to kick Shilang out.

"It's not difficult. If you agree, I can fix all those bowls."

His gaze passed Shiro and fell on Lin.

Lin felt a little embarrassed to bother him: "Will it delay the work in the fields?"

"No, it can all be made up in one afternoon."

Cui Chengliang looked at her with a slightly frown, as if she was lost in thought. He did not disturb her, his gaze fixed on that gentleness, which gradually overlapped with the appearance deep in his memory.

When the wife is thinking, she will also subconsciously frown. When her brows relax, it means she has made up her mind. She will take a deep breath first and then express her thoughts.

Lin hesitated for a moment, then had an idea in mind. She took a breath and exhaled gently.

"Then let's try it. Once this batch of pottery is sold, we can split the profits at one penny per piece. Is that okay with you?"

"Listen to you."

Cui Chengliang acted casually, lowering his head to hide the smile in his eyes.

Silang looked up blankly at his uncle's raised mouth, then turned to look at his aunt, as if something was wrong.

I heard from my mother before that my third uncle doesn’t want my third aunt. These days, my third uncle has been living alone in the west room of the upper house. It seems that their relationship is really not good.

But he clearly saw his uncle smile!

Silang turned his head again, but his third aunt didn't laugh, only his third uncle was laughing secretly.

Cui Chengliang stretched out his arms and clamped Silang's head to prevent him from looking blindly.

"Come out and help me."

There is not enough gum left, so we have to go up the mountain to get more.

Cui Chengliang taught him how to polish the cracks on the bowl and went up the mountain himself.

Lidong sniffed and went out to help.

Only Lin's mother and daughter were left in the room.

Cui Zhaozhao came close to Lin and said, "I want to exchange the soybean seeds for seeds from the mall. The grain yield here is too low, and I can't make any money from farming."

She had been thinking about this secretly for a long time.

I specifically asked my second brother today and found out that the wheat yield per mu of land is only over 100 kilograms. After paying 30% tax, in a good year, there are only over 80 kilograms left per mu of land.

This was completely different from what she had imagined.

By this calculation, the grain produced by twelve acres of land in a year can only be exchanged for ten taels of silver, and the 40% distributed to the Li brothers must be deducted.

Six taels of silver, when can I build a new house?

Lin looked at her and asked, "Have you studied the difference between the two seeds?"

Cui Zhaozhao took out a handful of soybeans from his cloth bag.

"This is what I bought from the mall. It's a little fuller than the bean seeds here. On the surface, there doesn't seem to be much difference. As for the yield, I asked my second brother. An acre of land here yields about 150 kilograms. The bean seeds sold in the mall can yield 400 kilograms per acre."

Lin looked at her with a smile in her eyes: "Go on."

Meeting his mother's encouraging eyes, Cui Zhaozhao felt more confident.

"We use farmyard manure here, so the yield shouldn't reach 400 kilograms. As for the bean seeds, I'll be there to watch them when they're planted. We'll plant as much as we buy, so there won't be any left in the hands of the Li brothers."

After saying that, he secretly looked at his mother's face.

Lin's smile remained unchanged: "Very thoughtful, not bad."

Cui Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"However," Lin paused, "When you first try planting, you can mix the two seeds together so that they won't be too conspicuous."

"You can soak the bean seeds yourself in advance so you don't have to keep an eye on them. Even if there are any leftovers, the soaked seeds won't keep for long. Of course, this is just my suggestion. As for how to plant them, it's up to you."

Cui Zhaozhao pondered over what her mother had said, and Lin waited quietly for her to finish.

Since her daughter has her own ideas, as a mother she doesn't want to interfere too much. Her daughter will grow up one day, and she won't always be by her side. Her daughter will have to face life alone one day.

She can help identify problems and make thorough plans, but the final decision still lies with her daughter.

"Mom, I know what to do."

Cui Zhaozhao had a plan and was full of fighting spirit.

Lin didn't ask any more questions and washed her hands and dried them: "Little landlord, can you take a nap?"

"Let's go, Landlord."

The east end of the village.

The five people from Willow Village smelled the fragrance of food in the air, and their stomachs were growling with gluttony.

"Brother Erzhu, I can't stand it anymore. Xiahe Village is going too far."

A row of people squatted beside the wasteland, each holding a bowl of rice and eating with relish.

Several people were breathing in the air frantically, smelling the aroma of dry rice.

Xiahe Village can enslave them to work, but it can't torture them like this.

Erzhu is the leader of several people. They are of similar age and have played together since childhood. Erzhu is usually the leader in all the sneaky things.

"Be patient. When they are asleep at night, I will take you out to find something to eat."

Erzhu felt his inner pocket, fortunately he was prepared.

The four of them immediately became alert and stole glances at the villagers nearby, looking for their target.

"Look at that fat woman, she's so fat from eating so much, she must have food at home!"

Erzhu glanced over.

"Eggs, she was eating eggs! There were actually two eggs." The four of them stared blankly, their saliva dripping all over the floor.

"This fat woman can really eat. She stuffed two eggs into her stomach and she's not even afraid of choking to death."

Erzhu memorized the woman's appearance.

"I'll rob her house tonight."

Feng sat on the muddy ground, chewing eggs in big mouthfuls.

These evil creatures had to eat wild vegetables for three days in a row, but they had good food and drink in the old house, and even had eggs.

If she hadn't sneaked into the old house when no one was there, she wouldn't have known that they were living such a comfortable life.

There is another baby in her belly, but you don’t even know to give the egg to her.

Feng was mumbling and cursing, when she was suddenly choked by the broken eggs and pounded her chest while coughing violently.

The woman next to her had some grains of rice on her head, which was covered with egg crumbs.

"I say, Chengyi's wife, can't you eat slower? Isn't this disgusting?"

Feng wiped her face and licked the debris that had been sprayed out.

"You took advantage of me and still blame me, then just give me the broken eggs back, I won't mind."

"You!!" The old woman was furious.

"No wonder Erlang's children don't recognize you. With a mother like you, the children can't even hold their heads up high. They left you and were rewarded with land by the county magistrate. Their lives will get better and better from now on. You can only watch with envy."

"Even if they become landlords, they still have to recognize me as their mother. They can't get rid of me."

Feng was fearless.

"I'll just wait and see what good life you can have."

The old woman left Feng's house with her bowl in her arms after saying that.

(I'll watch the Spring Festival Gala and update another chapter later. I wish you all a prosperous new year!)