Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

Fang He's home is in the alley in front of Old Erdao Street, and the back wall of her house is close to the side of the street.

To go to his house, you have to go up to a dark alley that is only more than one meter wide. His house is on the left side of the alley.

The gate is on the side of the courtyard. After entering the courtyard, there are three low old-fashioned adobe houses.The courtyard wall and the side wall of the house are connected together.

"Come on, come in." Fang He let Yang Mo into the house.

The house is the simplest east-west house structure, the same as Yang Mo's old house.

"My mother hasn't come back yet, you sit down first and eat some melon seeds." Fang He said, taking out a bag of melon seeds and putting them on the kang.

Yang Mo didn't eat it, and said, "Don't eat it first, are your mother and you two the only ones at home?"

Fang He: "There is also a younger sister, this meeting should be to collect firewood."

Yang Mo didn't ask any more questions, but stood up and said, "Gida, I'll go do other things first, and I'll come to you in the evening."

Fang He: "Come on, it's time for dinner, I'll cook right away."

Before Yang Mo could say no, the door opened, and Fang He's mother came back.

Before anyone entered the room, a voice came in: "Little Gele, you came back early enough today, have you cooked, I'm starving to death."

Then, when someone entered the room, Yang Mo took a look.

Fang Heniang held a square scarf in one hand and a cloth bag in the other.Although she was wearing coarse cloth, she was plump and had a good face, especially fair skin, but her eyes were sharp.

According to Fang He's current age of fifteen or sixteen, his mother is in her 30s, but she really doesn't look like a 30-year-old in this era. Although there are lines on her face and her skin is aging, she and the women in Dawanzi In comparison, she looks much younger.

When Yang Mo was sizing up the other party, the other party also saw her, first he was taken aback, and then he also sized up Yang Mo.

What Yang Mo didn't expect was that the fish skin on his face didn't make the other party sick, and he took a closer look at Yang Mo with great interest.

This made Yang Mo a little uncomfortable, especially the look in his eyes made Yang Mo uncomfortable.It was as if Yang Mo had some purpose.

"It's a good embryo, but the sore is not in the right place." Fang Heniang muttered to himself, but the voice was clear enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm here to find Fang He for a favor. It's agreed, and I won't bother you." Seeing that the other party looked difficult to deal with, Yang Mo quickly got up and turned around to run away.

It's not that she's afraid, but that there's no need to bother with this kind of person who won't interact with her. I just need to avoid it.

If it doesn't work, find another way, anyway, the initiative is on her side.

"Sister, my mother is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, don't worry about it, I will definitely ask you tonight." Fang He chased out and said.

Yang Mo nodded, turned around and left.

She didn't go far, she found a dead end in Houerdao Street, and slipped into the space.

It was already dark outside, but the space was still bright.Yang Mo took off his coat, drew some water from the system space, washed his face, and then went into the tent to rest.

This living space is very smart, just like the water after Yang Mo washes his face, or any garbage, as long as it is thrown into the gray place outside the square, it will disappear.

It should be decomposed or eliminated.

As for Yang Mo, he couldn't get out of this square at all.

Lying in the tent, Yang Mo still decided that he should arrange the space well, at least there should be a bathtub and a bed, and a house should also be built.

The temperature here is just right, and there is no bad weather, so there is no need to pay attention to the house, as long as it can be protected from light, and there are some living supplies.

Yang Mo thought of the simple houses of later generations, which were simple to build, clean and hygienic, which was most suitable for her space environment.

But just think about it.

At this moment, in the courtyard of the Fang family, in the outhouse, a little girl was cooking. Inside, the door was closed tightly, and Fang He was being questioned by his mother, Chen Qiaolian.

Chen Qiaolian: "What's the matter with you? You know who she is, so you dare to bring her home. What does she want from you?"

Fang He: "Mother, do you still remember the brown sugar I brought back last time?"

Chen Qiaolian nodded, that batch of brown sugar was of good quality, which made her mother and son a lot of money, of course she remembered.

Fang He saw his mother nodding, and then said, "It's the eldest sister's product."

Chen Qiaolian frowned, and said, "She's in stock again? Then you just can't get it, why bring it back?"

Fang He: "Mom, she said that the goods are too much this time, so I'm sure I won't be able to eat them. She asked me to find a big customer. I wanted to ask you first and then tell her, but she said that I will stay in the county for two days at most, and I'm not good." After looking for her, she was brought back, and by the way, let my mother hold your eyes."

Chen Qiaolian gave her son a blank look: "Why, have you taken a fancy to him? You are still young, besides, you can get such a big sore off your mouth."

Fang He said anxiously: "Mother, where did you go? I want you to see if she is reliable or not. Besides, her face is made up by herself, and she is really naked."

Chen Qiaolian repeated in a low voice: "Did you dress up yourself?"

Fang He: "Well, she said it's safe."

Chen Qiaolian fell into silence, and after a while she let out a sigh of relief and murmured: "Yes, this girl is smart, safe, and safe."

Fang He: "What about her goods?"

Chen Qiaolian's demeanor suddenly changed again, and she said directly: "I'll take it. I'll talk to her tonight."

At this time, the little girl outside finished the meal and knocked on the door: "Mother, brother, the meal is ready."

Chen Qiaolian yelled loudly in the room: "Knock what, you bitch, I won't wait for a while."

Fang He had no choice but to say, "Mother, let's eat first."

Chen Qiaolian snorted as a response, then walked over and slammed open the door, and cast a cold glance at the ten-year-old girl at the door.

The little girl didn't move obediently, and Chen Qiaolian didn't say much, and sat down at the kang table in the west room.

Fang He and the little girl also went to sit there. Dinner was mixed noodles and a stewed dish.

Chen Qiaolian first poured herself half a bowl of white wine, took a sip, and then picked up some vegetables. One vermicelli broke immediately, and she turned her head to look at the little girl.

"You learn how to cook well, why don't you make any progress at all, cook everything in one pot every day, and don't look at the sequence time, the potatoes are still hard, and the vermicelli is broken, do you think I'm vermicelli? I want to cook it together."

The little girl just lowered her head and ate, and didn't respond to her, so Chen Qiaolian stopped muttering a few words to herself.

While eating, Chen Qiaolian shared the few pieces of fatty meat with the brothers and sisters. It was fine for Fang He, but for the little girl, she couldn't control her mouth.

"Here, you treat her as my old lady's meat, bite her hard, take advantage of your thoughts."

The little girl still didn't say anything, but she took a piece and threw it into her mother's bowl, and then ate the rest slowly.

Chen Qiaolian: "Don't pretend to be kind." She put the meat in her mouth and took another sip of wine.

Fang He is used to the scene at the dinner table, every day his mother finds fault with his younger sister, who is now completely immune.

He also persuaded his own mother, what are you talking about, you obviously care about your sister.

His mother would scold: "Go away, I care about her little girl."

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