Dressed as a farm girl, she randomly cheats and makes the whole family happy

After buying the shop, Mrs. Zhao mentioned buying cattle.

“Our family grows vegetables ourselves, and we need cattle to plow the land and pull the goods.”

"I asked, and there are cows for sale in Kapok Village."

The snow is slowly opening now, and farmers have already bought seeds at a discount during the Chinese New Year.

Just waiting for the snow to completely melt, we will start plowing the land and planting vegetables.

At the end of the year, everything you buy during this period will be cheaper.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao mentioned this matter, Boss Zhao immediately agreed.

"You really should have bought it earlier."

"Tomorrow my third brother and I will go to Kapok Village to buy cattle."

"Second brother, go to the county to clean the shop."

After all, the shop cannot be left behind.

Zhao Laoer readily agreed.

"Okay, let's go to Xiuxiu and her three younger siblings tomorrow."

"Only the third younger sister in our family knows what we do. We can't do it without her."

Li Yuebai smiled and nodded.

When going to Kapok Village, He Sutong must go.

Zhao Mianmian and Zhao Miaomiao stayed at home. Winter was almost over, and there was still a lot to do to welcome spring.

The family was discussing what to do tomorrow, when suddenly two uninvited guests broke into the yard.

The door to the courtyard was ajar and opened with a push. But since the door was closed, it meant that the owner was at home but something was wrong.

At least you have to knock on the door and shout twice.

Aunt Qian took Qian Erniu and opened the door directly and came in.

When we got to the yard, we walked straight to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was open. Zhao Laosan, who was standing by the door, turned around immediately when he heard the noise and saw the mother and daughter of the Qian family walking in carrying a basket.

Aunt Qian looked familiar, "Sister-in-law Zhao, I'm here to deliver something to your house."

Hearing Aunt Qian's voice, Mrs. Zhao had a headache.

But people are coming, so we have to entertain.

"Hey, why are you mother and daughter free?

coming? "

"Come in and sit."

Boss Zhao collected the paper spread on the table.

It’s hard for the female relatives from the Qian family to stay here with so many of them.

Zhao Laosan directly suggested, "You guys haven't practiced calligraphy yet. It's not that cold today. Let's go to the study first."

"Would you like to have tea? The study is a little cold."

Zhao Yicha nodded, "I haven't practiced calligraphy either. I'm wearing thick clothes so I'm not afraid of the cold."

He didn't move much while practicing calligraphy. Mr. Zhao was worried that the children would be cold, so he brought some charcoal fire.

"Go over and light some charcoal fire. Don't let it get too cold today."

The men left as soon as they were told, and Wu Yang was very accustomed to holding Zhao Yicha in one hand and holding the little girl's cloak in the other hand to put on her.

Qian Erniu has been looking at Wu Yang since she walked in.

It's a pity that Wu Yang never glanced at her from beginning to end, and he passed Qian Erniu with Zhao Yicha in his arms.

Seeing that Lang Jun, who had made a special trip to contact him, was about to leave, Qian Erniu was so anxious that she grabbed Wu Yang's sleeve.

Wu Yang frowned. He didn't like being touched by outsiders.

"doing what?"

The tone was extremely cold.

Qian Erniu was shocked. Every time she saw Wu Yang, this husband was smiling and playing with the Zhao family's children.

He seems to be the most agreeable husband in the world.

He would look at himself with a sullen face and lowered eyes, feeling panicked for no reason and even a little scared.

Qian Erniu subconsciously let go.

He timidly said, "What are you going to do?"

"Can I go with you?"

Qian Erniu spoke in a very low voice, so low that only Wu Yang and Zhao Yicha who were close could hear her.

Zhao Yicha looked at Wu Yang and then at Qian Erniu.

"No, we have to go to the study to practice calligraphy."

After Zhao Yicha finished speaking,

Just as Zhao Changan was passing by laughing and holding Zhao Yigui in his arms.

"Brother Yang? What are you doing? Let's go!"

"I'll finish writing it early and I'll play chess for you."

"My brother said you are really good, come and give me a try."

Wu Yang didn't care about Qian Erniu and followed Zhao Changan out.

"Okay, after we finish writing, we'll have a competition."

Qian Erniu watched Wu Yang leave blankly and wanted to catch up, but she kept thinking about the impatience in Wu Yang's eyes when he looked at her.

There is also some inexplicable Wei Ya, just like seeing Mr. Guan.

Qian Erniu's legs felt weak for a moment and she didn't dare to catch up.

I could only reluctantly watch Wu Yang's figure enter the house, close the door, and never be seen again.

Seeing that there was no one left, Aunt Qian laughed awkwardly and took out a few cabbages from the basket.

There was nothing to say at the moment, Li Xiuxiu choked when she spoke, Aunt Qian said a few words, Li Xiuxiu choked a few words.

Mrs. Zhao smiled as if she couldn't tell.

Every time, Aunt Qian couldn't sit still and pulled Qian Erniu away.

Qian Erniu specially wore new clothes. This outfit was given by her eldest sister. She couldn't wait to wear the new clothes and dress up as soon as she got them today.

Aunt Qian came to Zhao's house to make trouble.

On the way back, the more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved.

He cursed bitterly, "You little bitch."

Aunt Qian asked: "Who are you scolding?"

Aunt Qian knew that her daughter had a bad temper, but she was so good-natured, why did she curse?

Qian Erniu angrily pulled a handful of dead grass on the roadside.

"Who else could it be! Zhao Yicha!"

"She is the one who dominates Wu Yang day by day."

"I asked if I could join them today."

"What does a little brat like her know? How dare she refuse?

I. "

"Little bitchy hooves, you can seduce men at such a young age."

Aunt Qian left silently, feeling that her daughter was really sick.

What does a three-year-old girl know?

This is because I didn't get a good deal from Wu Yang's side, so I just found someone to vent my anger on.

But after all, it was her own girl who was still angry, so Aunt Qian felt that there was nothing wrong with scolding her like this.

After all, it is other family members who are scolded, and it has nothing to do with you.

Zhao Yicha, who was still practicing calligraphy, sneezed. Wu Yang immediately asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling cold?"

Zhao Yigui kicked the charcoal brazier towards his sister and closed the window behind Zhao Yicha tightly.

Zhao Yicha rubbed his nose and said, "It's not cold. I always feel like someone is saying bad things about me behind my back."

Wu Yang rubbed Zhao Yicha's head, "How could that be? You are so cute, how could someone say bad things about you?"

Zhao Yicha smiled sweetly, "Of course, I'm so cute! Those who say bad things about me are bad people."

The men were practicing calligraphy with their children.

Mr. Zhao has been even busier recently. Sun Bozong and Sun Boyao are watching their brothers and sisters practicing calligraphy these days.

They are all clamoring to be together. The two children are not yet three years old, and their enlightenment is a bit too early.

Mr. Zhao gave them paper and pens, and they started drawing for fun.

Now the old man has no time to watch his grandchildren practice calligraphy. Instead, he watches his two grandchildren scribbling on paper.

Every time the two children drew something, they happily explained to their grandfather what they had drawn.

Mr. Zhao enjoyed it, and sometimes he would add a few strokes to his grandson's paintings, which were really impressive.

"Grandpa, look at the Chinese cabbage I drew!"

"You still want me, my painting is a potato!"

Mr. Zhao is the only one in the family who doesn't dislike how noisy his two children are.

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Responding to every word of the two children seriously.

"Oh, this cabbage is really like it. The texture of the leaves is even painted on it."

"I still want this potato, but why do I need little leaves on it?"

Sun Boyao explained, "They are potatoes with sprouts. I saw that my mother had planted potatoes with sprouts like this, and they could grow a lot of potatoes!"

Mr. Zhao kept smiling and praised again.