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

"You still know how to come. I thought you were a rich lady. Why, do you still need me to serve you? If you dare to be lazy the day after you get married, you want to go to heaven!"

"Snapped--"

Speaking of excitement, He slammed the table.

Xiaoqing was so frightened that she trembled all over.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I've slept. I'll get you some water to wash up right now. Mom, please don't be angry. Being so angry will hurt your health."

Seeing that she was as frightened as a kitten, He's anger subsided a little.

But he didn't feel relieved either.

So much so that Xiao Qing was not allowed to eat breakfast.

The Wei family's shop is open from morning to evening. After marrying Xiao Qing yesterday, they went to work in the shop and did not take a day off to get a wife.

That's why I ate so late yesterday.

It's not time to open the store yet.

After He finished eating, he walked to his son's room and was about to check the sheets. Wei Dachuan happened to be getting dressed and was about to come out, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Wei Dachuan reacted quickly. He took a step back and moved out of the way to let He come in first, thus avoiding a collision.

"Mom, what are you doing? You're so arrogant."

He didn't answer him, but went straight to the bed and lifted the quilt. She bent down and examined the sheets carefully, looking left and right. Finally, she saw what she wanted in the middle of the sheets. It was a bloodstain the size of a fingernail.

He's heart calmed down.

Just be a virgin.

She, the Wei family, would never marry a dirty daughter!

"Son, let's have breakfast. Are you tired from last night? Bai, go get your man some water and help him wash up!"

"Yes, mother."

Xiaoqing didn't eat much last night. She had just been punished by her mother-in-law and was not allowed to eat breakfast. In addition, she had practiced extra at night. Her whole body was weak and her speech was weak.

Worried that she was too slow, her mother-in-law found another reason to scold her.

So after replying, he immediately went to the kitchen.

She was even busier than when she was a maid.

Xiaochun, who was doing laundry on the side, looked at her with gloating.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

The city head far away from the Wei family has become lively. The two bridges are full of people. Some sell wild fruits from the mountains, some sell home-grown fresh vegetables, and some sell snacks, breakfast and handmade bamboo products. Baskets, hawkers and shouts mixed together.

Each has its own characteristics.

Yan Xia came out of the pastry shop with a bamboo basket in her hand, planning to go to the bridge to buy some seasonal fruits and chill them to eat in the hot afternoon.

"Madam, do you want to buy wild fruits? I have fresh mulberries and bayberries here. Come and have a look. It's not sweet and you don't have to pay for it~"

"Oh?" Yan Xia was attracted by the cries of the vendors next to her.

She walked to the two bamboo baskets and squatted down.

"Can you try it?" Yan Xia asked her.

"Yes, yes, yes, you can try it. If it's not sweet, you won't buy it."

The vendors are very confident in their fruits.

This is what her family went to the mountains to pick yesterday.

They pick the tops, and keep the sour ones at the bottom for their own consumption.

Yan Xia then pinched a mulberry and threw it into his mouth.

The moment their teeth touched, the fruit exploded in her mouth.

Fortunately, the mouth was closed tightly and the juice did not splash out. If the mulberry juice got on the clothes, there would be no way to wash it off.

"Well, it's very sweet, with a little sourness which makes it taste better. How do you sell it?"

Yan Xia tried the bayberry again.

It is not as sour as expected, and both wild fruits are mostly sweet.

"I don't have anything to weigh here, so I can only load it with lotus leaves for you. Each one costs 1 cent."

Wild fruits are not valuable. Jiashu County is surrounded by mountains. When the farm work is not busy, the surrounding villagers will go to the mountains to pick fruits and sell them in the town in exchange for a small amount of money to support their families.

A large package sold for only one penny, and Yan Xia felt like it was a free gift.

If she got it from Hyundai, it would cost tens of dollars more at least, so she might as well buy it all.

"Then I want both baskets. You go directly to Yan's Pastry Shop. Now, get off the bridge, walk a few steps forward and turn right. Just say that shopkeeper Yan wants you to give it to him, and there will naturally be someone there. Give you money."

Yan Xia looked at the fruits in the bamboo basket. They weighed at least thirty kilograms each.

I don’t know how long this woman has been picking.

"Thank you, shopkeeper Yan. Thank you very much. I will collect these two baskets of fruits at sixty cents. Do you think that's okay?"

One lotus leaf can wrap about a pound of fruit.

Two baskets weigh about 60 pounds.

If you give her a few cents cheaper, Yan Xia will definitely agree.

"Yes, send it to you."

After Yan Xia finished speaking, she continued walking forward with the bamboo basket in her arms. Her index fingers and thumbs were dyed purple when she took the mulberries.

After wiping it with a handkerchief, it was still obvious.

"Shopkeeper Yan!"

Suddenly, Yan Xia heard someone calling her.

She turned her attention away from her fingers and looked in the direction of the sound.

She saw Aunt Tao, who gave her peaches last summer, waving to her.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

Yan Xia bent her eyes and walked towards her. "Aunt Tao, I'm here to sell peaches again. The peaches ripened early this year. How do they taste? Didn't I tell you last year that you should also send peaches to my shop this year?"

"Hey, the first batch of early peaches taste really average. Look at me, I only brought half a basket, so I didn't give it to you. The early peaches are slightly more sour than last year. If you use them to make cakes, I'm afraid it will affect your taste. Word of mouth, come, sit down and say, the sun is too hot, there is a bridge to block the light, it will be a little cooler."

Aunt Tao said as she pulled Yan Xia to sit on the edge of the bridge.

He also took out a piece of cloth and put it on her to avoid staining her clothes.

Yan Xia took advantage of the situation and sat down.

It was indeed very sunny. After sitting down, the guardrail blocked most of the dazzling sunlight. Yan Xia looked at Aunt Tao and saw a man standing next to her, about twenty years old.

She looks decent, a little dark, with a square face, a round nose, and big eyes, somewhat similar to Aunt Tao.

He should be Aunt Tao's grandson.

"Shopkeeper Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you becoming more and more energetic? Look, you are younger than my granddaughter-in-law. If I met you for the first time, I would believe you when you said you were twenty."

Aunt Tao patted Yan Xia's hand gently.

His eyes were full of amazement.

"Haha, money only nourishes people. Aunt Tao, please send the peaches to my shop. Don't worry if they are sour. I will use them for other things. I won't sell the ripe ones after that. Send them all to my shop. Just these In fact, it’s not enough. My shop will buy some peaches this year, which will cost a thousand catties at least.”

Yan Xia's homemade peach jam has been used up.

Recently, the shop only sells classic pastries such as flower cakes and original peach cakes, as well as new products.

She has to stockpile a year's supply to last until next summer.

After all, several branches suddenly opened.

Inventory simply cannot keep up with consumption.

"Ouch, why do you want so many peaches? Then you really don't have enough of my peaches. Zhong'er, pick up the bamboo basket to Shopkeeper Yan's shop. Go to the right, get off the bridge, walk a few steps and then turn right. Saw it."

"Milk, how much should I charge for peaches?"