Farmer’s Stepmother’s Skillful Farming

 Chapter 172 Self-comfort

 “Yes!” Wu Zhuoyuan nodded heavily.

"Okay, let's go quickly. If it's too late, it will get dark." Wei took her hand out of Wu Zhuoyuan's and walked forward quickly.

Wu Zhuoyuan hurriedly followed.

Here, Su Mulan sent Wu Zhuoyuan and his wife away, cleaned up the tea cups at home, and turned over the dried sweet potatoes in the yard. Seeing that it was getting late, she started to prepare for dinner. .

I bought the tofu from Wu Tianfu, cut it into thick slices, fried some thick tofu slices, and prepared to eat shredded tofu cold in the evening. The remaining tofu was ground into finely ground tofu, mixed with flour, and kneaded into a paste. Small round balls, fried into tofu **** that are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

 At that time, we will spread out some vegetable pancakes, and it will be almost enough for dinner.

Su Mulan is busy at home. Many people are busy in the fields at this time, tending the fields, weeding and catching insects. They are all very busy.

Even next to the well, it was very lively because many people gathered together to wash clothes.

The clothes are being washed in his hands, and his mouth is naturally restless. The east is long and the west is short, and whatever comes to mind, he says what he says.

“Hey, look, the Su family has started drying sweet potatoes again.”

"Where are the dried sweet potatoes? They are worth copper coins, you know? There are several pennies in a basket. Look at how many baskets her family has, how much money she can have!"

“Say this, are you thinking about drying sweet potatoes again?”

“Well, let’s dry it if we like it. I ate the dried sweet potatoes that I dried in the sun some time ago, one meal at a time, and the next meal. I ate them all with the smell of sweet potatoes, and I don’t want to eat them again.”

“So, not everyone can make this money. Everyone knows that embroidering a lot of handkerchiefs can make money, but not everyone can get the embroidery needle.”

"But, after all, you can't be jealous of others making money. Just do your own work in peace and make money by relying on your own work. Otherwise, if you think about this and that, you won't lose a penny in the end, and you will lose a lot of things. of."

"yes…"

 The women were talking passionately, and the more they talked, the happier they became. Although this is a bit of a self-comfort, what would you do otherwise?

There are so many capable and capable people in this world. It’s just a matter of envy. I really want to learn from them. If I want to be like adults, I have to see if I have the destiny.

But at this time, Mrs. Sun's face was full of displeasure.

 The reason for his unhappiness was, of course, seeing the dried sweet potatoes in the yard at Sumulan's house.

  Mrs. Sun was very depressed because the dried sweet potatoes she had dried before were not sold.

But when she saw that other people’s dried sweet potatoes could not be sold, she felt relieved.

 When she saw that Sumulan did not dry the sweet potatoes again in the next few days, Mrs. Sun felt even more comfortable.

 But at this moment, Sumulan started drying sweet potatoes again, and Mrs. Sun remembered that she had dried sweet potatoes that could not be sold at all.

Hematoxylin can dry sweet potatoes and sell them for money, but she can’t...

 Hey, that’s how it is.

Mrs. Sun's tears of grievance were welling up in her eyes. When she saw someone walking towards her, she quickly wiped away her tears and said hello to the person, "Aunt Han."

“Why are you standing here, what are you looking at?” Han glanced at Sun.

She doesn't like her daughter-in-law Liu, and she doesn't like to see Mrs. Sun.

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