Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

The lunch seemed to take an extra long time as everyone was looking forward to seeing what the new food tasted like.

When the meal was finally served, the pot of sweet potatoes was placed on the table, and everyone in the Zhou family looked over with shining eyes.

Zhou Chunfeng took action first and gave one to each person.

The four children didn't know what this was, and they were not there when the adults were talking.

But at this moment, the adults didn’t have time to explain to them. They took the sweet potatoes one by one and couldn’t wait to take a bite.

Old Mrs. Zhou exclaimed, "Wow, this thing is so soft and so sweet."

Old man Zhou was also shocked. He had never seen this kind of food before.

The other people were also shocked. They didn’t expect that the new food would be so delicious.

Zheng Xiaoman said with a smile: "Grandpa, grandma, there are many kinds of food that can be made from sweet potatoes. Like sweet potato cakes, sweet potato crisps, and even when cooking porridge, you can cut them into pieces and put them in. The porridge will be sweet."

Mrs. Zhou took another bite of the sweet potato in her hand and looked at Zheng Xiaoman with loving eyes: "Our Xiaoman is so lucky to find such delicious food in the mountains. If you hadn't said it, who would have thought that this thing was actually food."

This is a little too unbelievable for everyone.

Zhou Lai De finally understood what was going on. He opened his eyes wide and asked, "Grandma, are you saying this is the food Xiao Man found?"

Old Madam Zheng nodded, but then she looked at her four grandchildren and said, "I'm telling you, we haven't planted the crops yet, and no one of you is allowed to tell anyone about this.

The youngest of you is five years old, and you all know what to say and what not to say."

The children all nodded obediently. Zhou Lai De said solemnly, "Don't worry, grandma. I will definitely take good care of my brothers and not let them go out and talk nonsense."

Old Mrs. Zhou knew the personalities of her grandchildren. As long as she warned them, they would definitely not go out and say nonsense.

After eating sweet potatoes, everyone tried the acorn tofu and, not surprisingly, there was another round of exclamations of surprise.

Sun Zhaodi was the first to say, "This really tastes like tofu, and there's no bitterness at all. Xiaoman, how did you come up with this?"

The look in her eyes when she looked at her little niece was now full of admiration.

It's impossible not to admire her. Although this niece is young, her ability to make money is truly extraordinary.

Especially the cooking skills, which even people like them who have been in the kitchen all year round cannot compare to.

The key is that this little niece is very lucky. She discovered that acorns are edible and she also discovered sweet potatoes, a new food. Could it be that she is a fairy from heaven who has come down to earth?

Zheng Xiaoman grinned, "Hey, aunt, don't you know that I just like to eat and I also like to make delicious food. Just make it a few more times and it will be done."

Wu Chuntao's mouth twitched when she heard this. It was so easy for her to say that. She had been cooking for decades, but she had never seen her come up with anything new.

Anyway, no matter what, Zhou Chunfeng's family coming here today brought a great surprise to the Zhou family.

The meal lasted an hour. Zheng Dashan was forced to drink a lot of wine by his two brothers-in-law and was helped to go to the next room to sleep.

Uncle Zhou and Uncle Zhou Er also drank a lot. The three of them lay side by side on the kang, and their snoring was louder than the other.

Zheng Dashan slept until the sun went down, and then his family drove the ox cart back.

After the fifth day of the New Year, Mr. Fang returned to the village from outside.

During these days, Zheng Qingming would go to the school every day. Before the teacher left, he told them where the key to the room was. He would find the key and clean the room where Scholar Fang lived.

As soon as he arrived in the village today, he saw green smoke rising above the school.

He knew at a glance that it must be the teacher who had returned, so he took two quick steps to the school.

Mr. Fang was not surprised to see him coming. As soon as he entered the house, he found that it was exceptionally clean, and even the bedding had been taken out to dry in the sun.

Among all his students, Qingming is the most careful.

"Master, you're back. Did you have a smooth journey?" Zheng Qingming asked respectfully.

Fang Xiucai smiled and nodded, "Not bad, meeting an old friend is always a happy thing. Have you come to help me clean up the room these days?"

Zheng Qingming nodded. "I thought the teacher would not stay at his friend's place for too long, and I was afraid that he would have to clean the room himself after he came back, so I came to check on him every day."

Although Mr. Fang already had a guess in his mind, he still felt relieved to hear his student say it himself.

Zheng Qingming continued, "Master, are you free today? I would like to invite you to my home for dinner."

When Mr. Fang heard that they were going to his house for dinner, his eyes brightened up a little. He was still thinking about the little girl's cooking skills.

But he couldn't show that eagerness, so he pretended to be silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll visit you later."

Zheng Qingming was also very happy that he had invited the master so smoothly. "Okay, then I will wait for you at home."

Afterwards, Mr. Fang tested his studies again and found that he had not fallen behind because of the New Year, which made him quite satisfied.

For such a young child, it is quite remarkable to have such concentration.

After all, Zheng Qingming is just an ordinary farm boy, different from those young masters from aristocratic families in the capital who have been trained since childhood.

When Zheng Qingming saw the teacher nod with satisfaction, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had not forgotten to review his lessons these days.

Because Mr. Fang was coming home for dinner in the evening, Zheng Dashan went to the backyard and killed a rabbit.

Zheng Xiaoman decided on the dishes to be cooked in the evening and started working in the kitchen with her mother.

When Fang Xiucai arrived slowly, the yard of Zheng Xiaoman's house was already filled with the aroma of food.

Mr. Fang looked at the bustling family in front of him and heard the sound of a family laughing in the yard. He suddenly felt a little dazed.

It had been a long time since he had felt such a warm feeling.

From childhood to adulthood, rules have always been the most important thing in his family.

Such laughter and joy could not be heard at all in that huge mansion.

The whole mansion was filled with coldness, so cold that it made people's hearts shiver.

This is also the reason why he resigned from his official position and left Beijing to come to this small village far away from the hustle and bustle.

He suddenly felt a little hesitant. He had originally wanted to train these students well. Was this the right thing to do?

When they enter the suffocating officialdom, will they still be able to laugh like they do now?

Then he laughed at himself. He was really old and had become so sentimental.

Everyone has their own path to take, he just gives them more choices.

At least in the case of Yang Shuhuai, he felt that his student was really not interested in a career in politics.

Coming here to study is probably just for the purpose of passing the imperial examinations.

And Qingming is not a utilitarian person, so perhaps he would not choose a career in politics.

Who knows what will happen next.

Mr. Fang straightened his clothes and walked towards the yard.

He suddenly became very excited about the future of these children.