Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Father Ji looked up and down, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

Qin Xiuyuan: ...staring at the bare wheat stalks, he asked, "So what can we do now?"

The old farmer sighed and shook his head.

"Due to natural disasters, the Ji family will be exempted from two years of land rent. Go ahead." Wangshu said dryly again.

But to the old farmer, this was like the sound of nature. He beamed instantly, took two steps closer, broke off a stalk of green wheat, and told him everything: "Now all we have is to collect the green wheat ears and eat them. But they won't keep well and won't last long, so this is just a last resort. We'll dry the wheat stalks and use them as firewood... If we finish processing the land early, maybe we can get started on breeding and try to grow a crop of rice. But it's too water-intensive, and if winter comes early, all our efforts will be in vain... Alas, I face the loess and my back is to the sky, day and night hoping for good weather, but my livelihood depends on the weather... Old farmer..."

The old farmer stopped talking abruptly and felt embarrassed.

When Qin Xiuyuan looked up, he saw that the man had taken down his ears.

Father Ji looked up at the sky in silence. His good daughter was good in every way, but she just didn't like to listen to nonsense.

"Then harvest them quickly and plant rice instead. Find some private landowners willing to plant rice immediately. I'll see how much to pay them monthly. Just plant the crops. If there's a harvest, split it three ways: you take one and I take two. If there's no harvest, the loss will be mine. I'll find someone to dig a well as soon as possible."

As if a huge pie had hit him on the head, the old farmer was so happy that he kept spinning in circles, "Good...good..."

"Looking for someone who's honest and straightforward. This is my fiancé. He's a soldier. He's been on two battlefields, killed five enemies with his own hands, and came out unscathed. He's responsible for visiting me often."

Father Ji: ...

Qin Xiuyuan: ...

There was a can of green wheat porridge for dinner. Mother Ji tasted it and said, "It's sweet and sticky, and quite delicious."

When Ji's father went to the fields, he naturally had a different experience. "This is all a helpless act during the lean season. In previous years, no one would have been willing to waste food like this..."

Neither Wangshu nor Qin Xiuyuan had ever eaten green wheat kernels, but they were indeed sweet and sticky, with a fresh wheat fragrance.

"Tomorrow I'll try stir-frying minced meat... and stir-frying chicken..."

The two men glanced at her simultaneously. Ji's mother didn't think too much about it. It was a great thing that her daughter had an appetite. "Yes, yes, let's try it. Let's try both."

He glared at Ji's father and asked, "What's the matter?"

Father Ji: "It's hard to eat food that was not earned in the first year of the year. There's a poem that goes like this: 'The cuckoo heralds the beginning of summer, its cry urging the poor peasants home. The wheat kernels are green and yellow, picked to tide over the famine. Shushu and Xiuyuan don't understand the bitterness of growing food..."

Ji's mother thought about it and it made sense. "Shushu's rent was also exempted. Xiuyuan's was also exempted. They saw it for the first time, so they understood it." It was just too tragic, with nothing to harvest.

For a moment, the couple felt a little sad.

Wangshu finished drinking half a bowl, looked at the two people with sad faces, looked at the bowl of oat porridge opposite, and then looked at Qin Xiuyuan who was eating the glutinous rice box with his head down. He quickly looked over.

So Qin Xiuyuan reached out and helped her fill half a bowl of wheat porridge.

"Oh, my daughter!" Ji's mother reacted immediately, "Call me mother next time! If you order Xiuyuan around like this, he'll be afraid of you in the future!"

Qin Xiuyuan: "Aunt, it's just a small favor." He thought it was nothing, as his father often picked up food for his mother in the past.

"Shushu, you're all sad, aren't you? Even though that old farmer has four sons and two daughters, his whole year's work has been wasted. How tragic!"

He emphasized "Four! Sons! Two! Girls!" and then pulled past quickly and lightly.

"Puff!" "Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!" Three people fell down with just one sentence. Just as Ji's father and mother were about to spit out half a mouthful of green wheat porridge, they immediately covered their mouths and coughed sideways. Qin Xiuyuan was so laughing that he doubled over, turned his face away, and also coughed quietly.

After a long while, Ji's father and mother came back to the table after washing up. They looked at the culprit helplessly and said, "Shu Shu!"

"My daughter just wants you not to be sad. What you see is what he doesn't have at the moment, and he has a lot of other things! And he said "and..." later, maybe he is pregnant... or he has two wives..." She glanced at her father intentionally or unintentionally.

Father Ji immediately jumped up again, "...Who...Who wants two wives...Ah...I have a wife, which is enough. Shushu, don't frame Daddy!" He quickly pulled his comrade, "Xiuyuan, you have to testify for uncle!"

Qin Xiuyuan was somewhat amused and confused. "Uncle, that's just Wangshu's speculation. The old farmer might have meant that he still has an old mother to support..."

"Ah, yes, that's it."

Mother Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She handed a sticky rice box to her husband and said, "Okay, I didn't know you yet. Shushu was just teasing you. If you were so ungrateful, I would have taken Shushu and thrown him into the well long ago."

Qin Xiuyuan raised his head.

The three of them talked to He Meimei about switching to growing rice.

"Mom, you can invest money! Dad doesn't have a penny, so he can't play."

Ji's father snorted angrily. "Now that Daddy is old, his eyesight is blurry, and he's broke, he's becoming even less popular. On the ridge of the field, Shushu kept saying Xiuyuan was awesome, using him to scare people. Daddy was nothing, and he still claimed he was number one..."

Ji's mother and Wangshu laughed and hugged each other, "How petty!"

"Daddy is not only narrow-minded, but also poor. Just now he was sympathizing with the farmers, but now he is feeling sorry for himself, haha!"

The more he laughed, the happier he became, while the more he grumbled, the angrier he became. Qin Xiuyuan quickly picked up a piece of braised duck leg and gave it to his future father-in-law:

"Uncle, Xiuyuan paid ten taels of silver for you. Wangshu recommended Xiuyuan simply because she felt sorry for your hard work and couldn't bear to see you traveling so far. She wanted you to go home to see her sooner. She praised Xiuyuan first and then asked him to go inspect the fields. Whenever Wangshu discussed business, she always used Xiuyuan as a token of support..."

He felt wronged, too. Every time he watched her handle things with great interest, she would drag him out to play the bad guy in the end, and he would get himself involved in the fun...

Father Ji was happy and satisfied, but he began to worry about his ten taels of silver being lost. "Now that Xiuyuan said that, I understand. Shushu, if the rice doesn't grow, it will be a huge loss."

"I don't know. It's better than leaving it barren. If the rice doesn't grow well, I can sell the rice stalks to the army as feed and make some money back."

This is also a good idea. The price of fresh feed has increased a bit. The army is worried about the feed for the horses to survive the winter every year. We will definitely collect it, but it is far less than rice.

Seeing that he was still worried, Wangshu leaned over and whispered in his ear, "The losses are Qin Xiuyuan's, and the profits are Daddy's. If you don't invest, he will hide the money and marry a second wife."

Qin Xiuyuan: ...My hair is all aflutter! What the hell is that?! I can't even show that I heard it, what's with all the hiding? Where did this second wife come from?! He doesn't even have the first one yet, bah, he only has one...

Father Ji waved his hand and said, "Daddy votes! Daddy supports whatever my good daughter does!"

Why would a man need so much private money? If a man has money, he will become bad and have bad intentions. He should learn from Ji Wenshu, who doesn't have a penny!