Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

The weather has cleared up and the house has become busy again.

We haven’t been able to deliver food to the restaurant in town because of the rain these past few days, but we can’t delay any longer today.

Zheng Xiaoman hurried to the kitchen to get busy. It was almost noon when Old Man Zheng drove the ox cart to the town with difficulty.

Fortunately, due to the rain, the restaurant has not had much business these days, and the pork heads that were delivered earlier have not been used up.

When Old Man Zheng drove the ox cart back, the wheels were covered with mud.

The big yellow cow was also covered in mud, and as soon as it entered the yard it started mooing in dissatisfaction.

Zheng Xiaoman quickly fetched some water and scrubbed it from top to bottom with a brush.

The big yellow ox finally felt comfortable and quieted down. Zheng Xiaoman was sweating from exhaustion, and she patted the big yellow ox's head in amusement.

"It's all because of my brother that you got spoiled. A beast likes to be cleaner than a human."

"Moo" the big yellow cow shook its big head to avoid Zheng Xiaoman's harassment.

In the afternoon, Zheng Xiaoman went to the river with a bucket. The water level in the river had risen a lot, and there would definitely be fish and shrimps washed over.

She didn't use the spiritual spring water to cheat, she just put the shrimp basket directly into the river.

Afterwards, she used the net to fish around the water a few times and actually caught a few crucian carps that were slightly bigger than an adult's palm.

However, the fishing net was limited in length, and she did not dare to go into the water, so the fish she caught were only small fish.

When Zheng Xiaoman was carrying the bucket home, Zheng Dashan saw his daughter and asked with a smile, "Did you catch any fish?"

Zheng Xiaoman nodded. "We caught a few, but they were not very big. The big fish were in the middle of the river."

Then she looked at her father and said, "Dad, can you make me a fishing rod?"

"Make a fishing rod? You want to go fishing?"

"Yeah, Dad, can you do it?"

Zheng Dashan patted the dirt off his hands and said, "I can do it. Wait a minute. Dad will do it for you after I finish this."

Zheng Xiaoman responded happily and ran back to the house to find her mother's sewing box.

Zhou Chunfeng looked at her eldest daughter busying herself and asked, "What are you doing, daughter?"

Zheng Xiaoman said, "Mom, I'll use your two needles to make fish hooks. My dad said he wanted to make me a fishing rod."

Zhou Chunfeng was afraid that she would prick her hand when she saw her holding the needle. "Okay, take it. Don't do it yourself. If you prick your hand again, take it to your father for help."

Zheng Xiaoman chuckled, put the sewing box back to its place, and ran out again with two needles in his hand.

She originally wanted to bend the needle into the shape of a fishhook herself, but she overestimated her ability to do it.

When Zheng Dashan took the two needles, he was amused by the ugly twisted shape of the needles.

"Haha, girl, you should let dad do this job from now on, otherwise I will have to do it again."

When Zheng Xiaoman heard her father's ridicule, she made a face at him in dissatisfaction, "Dad, even you laugh at me, huh."

Zheng Dashan raised his hand and rubbed his daughter's head, "Hahaha, you're good in everything, but how come you don't have any talent for needlework?"

Zheng Xiaoman looked at her hands. Her hands were slender and long. Although they were not white and tender, they were also very beautiful.

Who would have thought that she would suffer repeated setbacks and failures in needlework.

She touched her face pretending to be sad, "Hey, Dad, don't you know that no one is perfect?

I think God sees that I am too outstanding and everything about me is exceptional.

He thought that this person was too perfect, so he took back my needlework talent. "

When Zhou Chunfeng came out of the house, she heard her daughter's shameless remarks.

She couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand. She didn't know who this girl took after. There was no one in her family who was so shameless.

Zheng Dashan agreed, "Well, my daughter is just too good. Even God is jealous of her. It's not good if she's not good at needlework. If she's too perfect, it will be hard for her to find a husband in the future."

Zhou Chunfeng...Haha, I finally know who my daughter inherited her thick-skinned personality from.

These two people are really one who dares to speak and the other one who dares to respond.

She was too lazy to pay attention to the father and daughter. She held her little girl's hand and taught her, "Chun Ya, when you grow up, don't be like your sister. Your sister is too narcissistic."

Chun Ya looked at her mother in confusion, "Hello, sister. Chun Ya wants to be as awesome as you."

Zhou Chunfeng smiled and hugged her and kissed her. "Well, you can learn other things from your sister, but don't learn to be thick-skinned like her. Girls should be more reserved."

Zheng Xiaoman had no idea that her mother despised her for being thick-skinned. She watched a fishing rod taking shape little by little in her father's hands, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to her father who was a master of handicrafts.

"Dad, your cooking skills are amazing."

Zheng Dashan was very happy to be praised by his daughter, "Haha, this little thing is nothing. In the future, just tell daddy what you want to do, and daddy will do it for you."

Zheng Xiaoman nodded happily and agreed, "Dad, you have such good skills, why don't you learn carpentry?"

Zheng Dashan thought for a moment before saying, "When my father was young, he also wanted to learn carpentry, and he even worked as an apprentice in a carpenter's shop in the city for a while."

Zheng Xiaoman had never heard him mention this before, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then why didn't you do it later?"

Zheng Dashan smiled and said, "When I first went to the shop, I thought I could learn skills from the master chef. But who knew that after I got there, I would only do odd jobs every day.

Chopping wood, collecting waste, carrying things, anyway, no one taught me any real skills.

What’s more, the master is particularly fierce and will start beating people as soon as something goes wrong.

One time when I came home, your grandfather found the injuries on my body. After he asked me what happened, he never let me go again.

The skills I have now were all learned secretly by me.

Later, I married your mother and stayed at home to farm the land with peace of mind."

Zheng Xiaoman sat down next to her father, "Dad, do you regret it now? I regret not insisting on doing what I like."

Zheng Dashan smiled and shook his head, "No regrets, there is nothing to regret. Although I like carpentry, I think it is a skill that can support my family.

Later, when you guys came to my family, I just thought about farming well and not letting you go hungry.

Now each of you children has grown up so well, and Dad is happier than anything else just seeing you."

Zheng Xiaoman didn't know why, but his eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

Father’s love is like a mountain, mother’s love is like water.

Her father is a man of few words and has a simple personality.

His love for his children is also genuine.

She leaned her head on her father’s shoulder and said, “Dad, when I make a lot of money in the future, you can do whatever you like.

If you like to learn carpentry, I will ask an old carpenter to come back and teach you alone.

When he gets our family's money, he won't dare to look at you coldly anymore."

Zheng Dashan felt his daughter's dependence and responded happily.

"Okay, Dad will listen to my daughter."

The father and daughter snuggled together, the sunlight shining on them, casting long shadows on the ground.