The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

As the two were staring at each other, the door rang again.

Finally home.

Jun Mo ran towards the door.

Xuan Mo came in first, followed by Old Man Ning.

Xuan Mo did not go to town today because Master Cui was also invited to Fenghuangtai Village.

Old Master Ning was still leaning on a cane. Xuan Mo wanted to support him, but he pushed him away.

Behind them were several female relatives.

Yang Mo's voice was very high:

"Mom, after the teacher finishes chatting with the doctors, will he come to our house for lunch?"

"Yes, there are many people today, let's make a few more dishes, what do you want to eat?

Whoever wants to eat something can order a dish. ”

Zhou Yue's voice rang out, Jun Mo found the voice and threw himself into Zhou Yue's arms.

"Hey, Jun Mo?"

Everyone saw the quiet Jun Mo and Song Yuan standing in the yard.

Song Yuan bowed and saluted:

"Aunt Zhou, I'm here again.

Ahem, can I order some food too?"

"Ah, uh, oh, yes, yes, it's all right."

"I want to eat big plate chicken."

Song Yuan had only eaten Dapanji once, and he couldn't forget it.

He will definitely eat his fill today.

"it is good."

Zhou Yue herself didn't realize that her doting tone was very much like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

"By the way, what did you do?

Why aren't you home?"

“Brother Song, it was Doctor Yang who convened the TCM forum in our village.

Today is the opening ceremony.”

Uh, Aunt Zhou has so many tricks. I have never heard of these words.

Oh, Song Yuan knew, this meant that his sister-in-law was about to give birth.

Maybe in these few days.

He had heard about this forum from the Ning family before.

There are also several midwives who have to live in this village at the same time.

Aunt Zhou takes childbirth more seriously than anyone in the palace.

It turned out that the whole family went to watch the fun.

Jun Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that everyone was going to watch the fun.

He still wanted to argue and followed Master Ren to live in the mountains.

Song Yuan came to Fenghuangtai Village this time specifically to deliver crop seeds.

He took Aunt Song's entrustment to heart.

I specifically went to Kyoto and asked friends from other places to collect some seeds that are rarely found locally.

Song Yuan took out the bags of seeds and showed them to everyone.

“This is cotton, this is rice, this is rapeseed…

This is a pineapple, this is a lychee..."

The more I hear it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Some southern species may be grown in the north.

But some, it’s not possible.

There were words on the small paper packages, and Zhou Yue could read, so there was no need for Song Yuan to introduce them one by one.

“Sir Song, no need for introduction.

I can read.”

"Okay, Auntie, when you grow some in the future, remember to ask me to come and taste it."

"Okay. Lord Song, there is one more thing I want to tell you. Please follow me."

The two of them sat down in the west wing, and Zhou Yue took out a stack of papers.

Song Yuan has been spending the past few years in a life of fighting and killing.

It had been a while since he had picked up a book. Seeing that the stack of papers was a bit thick, he said directly:

"Auntie, just tell me directly."

“Well, here are a few contracts and a business plan.

There is a contract between you and Saint for investment…” Zhou Yue took out two pieces of paper.

"And the business plan that Qingmo and I wrote together.

Some people make fruit vinegar, some run snack shops, and some make ice... Take a look, they're all okay.

And this one is the budget sheet, the estimated profit and loss sheet.

I guess you can’t understand this one, it’s a sample of an income statement.

I will explain this to you, and then you can give it to the saint so that he can have a general understanding of it.

After all, you are shareholders and the God of Wealth, so you must make sure your money is spent clearly. "

Song Yuan was overwhelmed and piled up the papers and put them in his arms.

“Okay, okay, I get it, I’ll show it to the saint.

Don't worry, Aunt Zhou, we won't check your accounts.

Since we choose to cooperate with you, we must trust you.

You and Qingmei should go for it boldly. No one will blame you if you lose money."

Good boss, good employer.

Song Yuan had lunch and left in a hurry.

He said he was going to the front.

He is going to the northern border, as some foreign tribes in the north are ready to make a move.

He wanted to achieve great things so that he could come back and marry Qingmo.

He was going to risk his life, so the Ning family naturally would not refuse his face and happily prepared a lot of food, clothing and daily necessities.

Send him out of the house.

Yang Mo and Grandpa Ning have been very busy these days. They are thinking about the water mill that Zhou Yue proposed last time.

Some of these are technical challenges that are difficult to resolve.

These studies made them work day and night and never get tired of it.

Qing Mo went to the town and found the matchmaker in charge of house rentals.

I looked at a few shops next to the market.

Qing Mo was discussing with the matchmaker the pros and cons of the several shops they had just visited.

Unexpectedly, I saw Xuan Mo running over.

He ran to Qing Mo, tears streaming down his face, and cried out aggrievedly, "Big sister..."

Qing Mo was startled.

Unable to figure out the exact situation, Qing Mo quickly spoke to the matchmaker and asked her to get busy first.

She took Xuan Mo's arm and walked to a big tree nearby.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his brother's tears. When he stopped sobbing, he asked:

"What happened?"

"Sister, I, I, I don't want to go to the county to study anymore."

"Well, okay, tell me what happened in detail."

"I, I heard, I heard from my former classmates that..."

"Don't be anxious, speak slowly.

How about this, let’s go find a restaurant and talk while we eat.”

"it is good."

The brother and sister found a small restaurant in the town.

Then, while eating, they complained about how the food was so bad and wondered how this restaurant survived.

After listening to Xuanmo's intermittent narration, Qingmo knew what had happened to his brother.

It turned out that Master Cui had some private matters to attend to in the county today, so he gave Xuan Mo a day off.

It just so happened that Xuanmo's former classmates from the town came to Liangcang Town for a visit.

I don't know what they are doing here in the early winter in the north when there is nothing to do.

When Xuan Mo received them warmly, he knew why they came.

They came to laugh at him.

Among these classmates, two were from other towns. They used to study in Liangcang Town, and later they went to the county.

They hadn't seen each other for almost half a year, and this time they were revisiting the old place with their classmates from the county.

The group reminisced about the past and visited several local historical sites.

Let’s go to the restaurant together.

During the meal, those former classmates began to laugh at Xuan Mo.

Something like his eldest sister is the "Fish-Frying Beauty" and his father abandoned them.

It was said that his family couldn't afford to send him to study in the county, so they just found a random teacher to teach him.

The more you talk, the more unpleasant it sounds and the more excessive it becomes.

Finally, they proudly stated that they would take the next exam next year.

Ask Xuanmo if he will not take the exam again.

Looking at Xuan Mo, who was only ten years old, Qing Mo smiled.

“Brother Xuan, you have also been with Master Cui for more than half a year.

Can't you see that Master Cui is a great scholar?"

“I know, but they don’t.”

"Oh, who are they?

Why do you care so much about what they say?"

"This……"