Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

There were dozens of red envelopes left on the table, but they were all empty.

The person who got the red envelope squeezed the red envelope in his hand and felt a thump in his heart.

This doesn't look like silver. It looks like a copper plate when pinched.

Still light and airy.

Several aunts couldn't wait to open the red paper packages.

Good guy, they were dumbfounded.

It turned out to be Sanwen?

Isn’t it just one tael of silver as promised?

Why is it Sanwen?

So for Sanwen, they asked the children at home to say auspicious words and kowtow to Yan Xia?

What a huge loss.

"Ms. Yan, you little whore, you are playing tricks on us. San Wen, do you think you are giving away beggars? Why did you give the four people who watched the mountain pass one tael of silver each and give us three Wen?"

"We are all from the same village. If you send us away with three coins, you are going too far!"

"That's right, just give it to one per household and give it back to Sanwen. What can you do with Sanwen? Buy a meat bun or three steamed buns and it's gone. Bah!"

"No wonder you were kicked out by the Chen family. You are a black-hearted widow. You harmed your natal family and harmed your husband's family, and you also came to deceive us. It's not allowed for people like you to get rich!"

"..."

The yelling and cursing almost knocked off the roof of Yan Xia's house.

But Yan Xia sat calmly on the chair and drank several sips of tea.

She put her index finger to her mouth.

"Shh-"

The noise outside the door gradually became quieter.

They were all waiting for Yan Xia to give them an explanation.

"Yesterday you came to my house empty-handed to pay New Year greetings, with a few children, and you opened your mouth to ask for red envelopes. I arranged for you to come today and gave each of your families a red envelope. Did I do something wrong? I remember that giving New Year's money to each other seemed like It’s only two cents, right? I also gave you one more cent. Why, you didn’t work for me and you still want one cent? Why? Do you really think I owe you? If you don’t talk cleanly, just give the money away Give it back to me!"

Yan Xia deliberately played tricks on them.

She originally thought that starting from the new year, she would pay attention to her reputation and try to be kind to the people in the village, but they were too greedy.

In this case, she had to vent her anger while preserving her reputation!

So what if they gossip about themselves to others?

Although it is not common for younger people to kowtow to their elders, it is reasonable.

She also gave a red envelope, didn't she?

Instead, these people came empty-handed to pay New Year greetings.

They all knew who was being rude, and they probably didn't dare to spread the word.

"Okay, take the red envelope and leave. Don't be greedy. Xiaoji closes the door!"

Yan Xia stopped talking to them.

Not a single curse word was said.

But he made the people outside the door half angry to death.

They cursed for so long that their mouths were dry.

An hour later, the crowd finally left one after another.

In the afternoon, Yan Xia released a message that she wanted to recruit helpers, and she would pay half a tael of silver a month, and she would hire ten men and ten women.

The age range ranges from 50 to 14, very relaxed.

There is the right person in every house.

This news is nothing short of shocking.

This shocked all the ladies who were scolding Yan Xia at home.

They did not dare to speak ill of Yan Xia anymore. Instead, they praised her externally, saying that she even gave red envelopes to unrelated children in the village.

He is a great philanthropist.

Just to let Yan Xia hear it.

Choose them from this.

There were also some smart ones who brought eggs and other things from home and came to apologize to her.

Yan Xia's door is not open.

Several days passed.

It's already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Yan Xia revealed the selected list.

They were all villagers who did not come to her house to ask for red envelopes that day.

One person was chosen from each family.

Now it's better. Those who were not selected had their teeth broken.

Yan Xia only paid 15 red envelopes, which was 45 copper coins, and slapped them in the face, leaving them sleepless for a period of time.

The dream screams regret.

As for the workers she recruited, she was indeed of great use.

It's not just to piss off those people.

Since she wants to become bigger and stronger, Yan Xia plans to buy cows in large quantities. Milk is a must for pastries. 90% of the pastries in the book she bought from the space require milk. Yan Xia plans to make it at home A cattle farm was built nearby, and the male workers recruited were responsible for raising the cattle, feeding them, shoveling manure, milking them, etc.

Every day, Zhao Dali brought the milk he had squeezed out to the town, which happened to be on his way.

Female workers all go to the mountains after spring to tend to the roses.

Yan Xia used 100 points from the mall to buy flower seeds. She did not plan to transplant the flowers.

Replant directly.

Flowers in the mall cannot survive by dividing them.

Once planted in the soil, it takes root and can live for more than ten years.

Even if these female workers secretly break off the branches and take them out, they won't be able to plant anything.

Besides, Yan Xia still has confidence in their character.

I wouldn't even come to her house to ask for red envelopes if I could spare a tael of silver.

It shows that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the family tradition. It is difficult for such a person to stab her in the back because of money.

Yan Xia suddenly felt that she was a genius. She just thought of a trick to relieve her anger, but she was able to recruit satisfactory employees because of it.

Simply the best of both worlds.

The sixth day of the lunar month, the last day of the new year.

Yan Xia and his family packed their luggage early in the morning and prepared to go back to town after breakfast.

The house is still under the care of Zhao Xinrong.

When choosing helpers this time, Yan Xia did not choose someone she liked because she had other places to use them.

Xiaohe's pregnancy has stabilized, and Yan Xia is going to take her back to live in the backyard of the shop until spring comes back.

The shop was closed for the day, and he took his children and servants to the mountains to plant rose seeds. The saved rose seeds were stolen.

She is of a cautious nature.

Wait until the new roses bloom, then destroy all the roses in the backyard.

From now on, no one will be able to learn her secret recipe for flower cakes.

Because I can’t find the raw materials at all!

After saying hello in advance last night, Zhao Dali arrived at the door of Yan Xia's house and waited at dawn.

The family put their luggage, got into the carriage, locked the door, left one key, and handed the rest to Zhao Xinrong before setting out on the road.

Halfway there, Yan Xia felt that the carriage was suffocating. She opened the curtain on the side and wanted to breathe in the fresh air.

I didn't expect to see an unexpected person.

Cui Siniu!

Carrying a bamboo basket, she hurried out breathlessly. Looking at this direction, she should also be going to Shuangqiao Town.

She probably went shopping. Ever since Zhao Dali became her subordinate, no one drove an ox cart in the village. Zhao Tongtou, the youngest son of Zhao Dali, would drive the cart every three to five times during the slack season. Today is the last day of the New Year, so naturally he Won't leave home.

So Cui Siniu had to walk to town.

Yan Xia lowered the curtain.

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

The weather was cold and the ice on the ground had not yet melted, so the road was not as bumpy as before.

When I woke up from my sleep, I was already at the door of the shop.

The servants and maids lined up to greet them.

Yan Xia took a look around and found that the restaurant and pastry shop were all extremely clean. Even the cabinets were dust-free to the touch.

She took out six red envelopes and handed them to Qian Rong and the others.

"Everyone has a share of the New Year's money, and you did a great job."

The red envelope contained one tael of silver.

Yan Xia is very generous to his own people.

At the gate of the city, a man who looked like a scholar got off the bullock cart with a lot of things in his hand. He must have come to pay New Year's greetings.

He was thin, dressed in white clothes, and looked like someone had just died in his family.