Ugly girl only wants to farm

Xu Chaoyan put down the bamboo knife in her hand and walked over, casually asking, "Would you like to try this?"

After saying that, she handed him a piece of split bamboo: "You might find some fun in it. I think you're pretty bored all day."

Meng's father glanced at his son, fearing that he might throw it away in a fit of anger.

Meng Jiuxia pouted: "Morning Glory, what kind of terrible idea is this? How could my older brother do these things? His hands are for holding pens, these things are not suitable for him."

Li Sanniang also advised from the side, "Yan Er, don't force him to do these things. If he's bored, I'll find some books for him to read. He's never done these kinds of rough work since he was a child, so be careful not to hurt his hands."

Xu Chaoyan pouted. The man had a pair of long, slender hands with distinct knuckles. Why wasn't he cut out for this? She just wanted him to pass the time.

She was also a little discouraged. She should have known better than to provoke him; she had only wanted to distract him.

Suddenly, Meng Jiu's hand was empty. He took the bamboo strip and asked, "How do we do this?"

Meng Jiuxia looked at her in disbelief: "Big brother, you want to play this? In the past, when I asked you to help me make a lantern during festivals, you wouldn't agree. Now that you have a wife, you've forgotten your sister."

Meng Jiuhe, somewhat embarrassed, clenched his fist and coughed lightly, saying, "I was too busy before, I didn't even have time to review my studies, let alone have the time to make those little things for you. Since the weather is nice today, take out my brush, ink, and paper and I'll draw a few pictures for you to paste on your lanterns. Is that alright now?"

Over the years, he has done nothing but study and has not had much contact with his younger sister and brother.

During the Lantern Festival, the children in town would carry a beautiful lantern and wander around. My younger sister once begged him to help her make one, but he refused, saying he was too busy with his studies.

He now regrets missing out on growing up with them. Anyway, he's a useless person now, and the only thing he can do is paint a few pictures to make them happy.

Meng Jiudong exclaimed happily from the side, "Big brother, big brother, you're so kind! I don't want the lantern, I want the kite. Can you draw a majestic kite for me? Then please help me make a beautiful kite, and when spring comes next year, we'll go outside to fly kites."

Meng Jiuxia flicked him on the head: "It's not too late to draw it later. By the time you finish it now, it will have already gone bad."

With a dejected look on his face, Meng Jiudong agreed, "Okay."

Seeing her like that, Meng Jiu and Dong rubbed his little head with a doting look on their faces: "Tell your big brother what kind of pattern you want, and I'll draw it for you in a bit."

Seeing the family enjoying themselves so happily, Li San Niang's eyes welled up with tears. She hadn't seen her son with such a smile on his face for a long time since he injured his leg.

He married a pretty good wife; she's kind-hearted and has even changed his cold-hearted son's opinion of her quite a bit.

Li San Niang smiled gently and said to everyone, "It's rare for everyone to be so happy today, so I'll go and make you some sweet soup in a bit."

Xu Chaoyan was stunned when she saw the man drawing the pattern with great concentration. This young man was indeed good-looking, and he looked even more handsome when he was working hard. It's just that he was too cold-hearted.

Meng Jiuhe looked up and saw Xu Chaoyan's infatuated gaze lingering on him for a long time.

He was a little annoyed and turned half his body away, so that Xu Chaoyan could only see one side of him.

Xu Chaoyan moved her lips a few times and muttered under her breath, "You stingy guy, won't even let me see? Humph! I want to see." Even just a side view would be fine.

Hearing her soft mutterings, Meng Jiuhe's lips twitched slightly.

"Father, do you think these bamboo strips are enough? By the way, Father, please pass on this skill to me. I will be your successor and carry it forward."

Father Meng was suddenly amused by his daughter-in-law's words: "Jiuhe, my dear wife, what's the point of learning such crude skills that country folk can't even show off? You're a woman, be careful not to hurt your hands. I'll do these things."

These days, the Meng family's life has improved a little. They no longer go hungry like before. Their woven bamboo winnowing baskets and bamboo trays are selling quite well in town. This is mainly because Meng's father is skilled. After Xu Chaoyan's suggestion, he made the bamboo trays even more exquisite.

Xu Chaoyan was never rigid in her sales tactics; as long as the price was right, she would sell it. Sometimes, she would even throw in a bamboo brush for scrubbing pots as a bonus. Everyone affectionately called her Madam Xu, praising her business acumen.

As the copper coins accumulated, a smile spread across Meng Jiuxia's face, knowing that the end of the year was fast approaching.

Meng's wife's leg was almost healed, but she couldn't walk for too long. As the saying goes, "it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone," so she still needed to rest for a while longer. He wouldn't let her do any of the rough work, like cutting bamboo. His wife and daughter did that. With the year-end approaching, Meng Jiuxia and the others planned to make one last big profit.

The festive atmosphere in the town grew stronger, with all sorts of things for sale, dazzling Xu Chaoyan.

The bamboo woven items they sell, especially those made by Meng's father, are quite sturdy; a winnowing basket or similar item can last a long time.

Xu Chaoyan was considering whether to go to the next town to do business. Their town couldn't consume that many, and besides, most people in the village could make a few, so everyone could make do.

She planned to go back and discuss it with her family. Perhaps they could wait until the last market day and ask the village cart driver to take them to the next town to see if they could earn a little more.

The smoked tofu she had made was almost finished. She kept some for Meng's father as a snack with his drinks, and packed the rest into a basket to take with her. She also brought a kitchen knife, intending to cut some out for everyone to try later.

Seeing her like that, Meng Jiuxia asked with some confusion, "If this stuff is given away for free, won't everyone rush to eat it, taking a piece here and there? How can we possibly have any left?"

Xu Chaoyan gave her a reassuring look: "I'm just letting them try a little bit. How would they buy it if they didn't even know how it tastes? Don't you think so?"

She placed the bamboo basket next to the winnowing basket, put a stool underneath it, placed the bamboo basket inside, then sliced ​​the smoked tofu into thin slices, neatly stacked them on a plate, and placed some chili powder on the side.

Seeing Meng Jiuxia staring at her, she casually picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth: "Let me try this first, how does it taste?"