Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

The weather was so hot that it was almost breathless. It was the busy time of farming, and the villagers were all in the fields. They were not surprised to see a few horse-drawn carriages coming from the entrance of the village.

Yangshu Village is very close to the pipeline, and some passers-by, who cannot find a place to stay at night, will turn into the village to get a tip, and buy some food and other things with the villagers.

Because of this extra income, Yangshu Village is still very wealthy in terms of surrounding areas. Many families in the village have built green brick and tile houses to stay for passers-by.

Passers-by who can ride in a carriage have loose hands. Sometimes, in order to buy some meat, they just sell the silver, and they never ask for the leftover money.

This time, three large carriages came, and they seemed to be rich customers. Everyone in the village was thinking about how to bring them to their homes to stay overnight.

Some people who lived in mud houses didn't fight forward, and they couldn't control their own conditions. If noble people came, they would look down on them.

I want to find a place with better conditions for accommodation, so the rich in Yangshu Village build big houses, receive overnight guests and earn a fortune, and become richer and richer, while poor people live in thatched houses and live a tight life.

Yangshu Village is full of people who fled famine and came here. There is no clan or family, and there are very few relatives who are acquainted with each other. They close their doors and live their own lives.

The reason why Xiao Lingchuan knew this place was because he passed by once when he was walking life and death darts. Did that happen a few years ago? He couldn't remember clearly.

During the busy season of farming, the villagers were sweating profusely in the fields, and no one restrained the children. They ran wildly on the ridges of the fields, and when they saw a carriage, they rushed forward.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree..."

A little fat man opened his hands and stopped the carriage with a group of radish heads. He spoke the first two sentences smoothly, but he forgot the words later.

The little fat man is the king of children in the village, commonly known as the boss, and the younger brothers behind him read the second part of the sentence for the boss, "If you pass by from now on, stay and buy money."

Whenever passers-by came to the village, the children would gather to block the way and ask for money.

The adults don't care about the little ones at all, and they almost always give something, either food or copper coins, and they rarely leave empty-handed.

This time was no exception. Hearing that someone from the village came, the little fat man gave up using the net bag to catch the low-flying dragonfly, and brought a group of people to run wildly.

Wu Fu was taken aback by this posture, hehe, how dare a group of little brats grow up in front of her? Wufu will get off the carriage and talk to Fat Boy.

Before she could move, Xiangli came down first. She pursed her lips and saw the fat boy with a puffy face and a smile on his face, and directly handed over a small basket of apricots, "Here, your road money."

They passed by a town before, and there was an old woman who was selling apricots. The fruits on her own tree were too much to eat, and if they didn't exchange a few dollars, they would rot.

The aunt's family was poor, and she wore patched clothes and pants, so her feelings for the Madonna of Xiangli burst out, and she felt that it was not easy for the aunt, so she spent money and bought a large basket of apricots from the family.

Fortunately, there were many people in the group, and there was still a small basket left after eating for a day, which was given to the children by Xiangli.

The fat boy took the basket, turned around and shared the loot with the little carrot heads, and gave way to the village.

"Are you going to stay in the village?"

In the crowd, there was a cleanly dressed little girl who didn't try to **** Kyoko, but stepped forward boldly and asked Xiangli.

The little girl was only six or seven years old, and her clothes were worn out, but they were well-washed, without a single spot of mud. She tilted her head and looked timidly.

"Hua Ni, the condition of your house, a few dilapidated thatched houses, who cares about it!"

The fat boy saw that Hua Ni wanted to steal the business, so he quit immediately, hit the little girl with the apricot in his hand, and then cursed, "You have no account, your family doesn't even have a man, your mother can't give birth to a son, haha Ha ha!"

After he finished speaking, all the boys behind him laughed, which shows that they usually bully people like this.

For this reason, Li Haitang was very disgusted, the little girl is not old, what do you know, being able to speak like this must have something to do with the guidance of ordinary adults, one learns one, and another learns two.

"That's right, your father is a cripple, useless, worthless, and relies on your mother to go to the mountains to collect firewood, tsk tsk!"

Several people come and go, scolding Hua Ni.

There are people staying in the village, and it is up to the boys to lure people to their homes, so that the parents will give them pocket money when they earn money.

Three carriages came together, and one family couldn't accommodate them, so they negotiated and sent three houses to receive them. Unexpectedly, Hua Ni, who was silent, was the first, and the little fat man, who was the king of children, was upset.

Li Haitang lifted up the window screen, locked eyes on the little girl Hua Ni, and asked, "We are going to stay overnight, do you have a place at home?"

"Her family is so poor that she almost can't afford food. Where did she come from?"

The fat boy quickly revealed that Hua Ni’s house was next to the mountain, and she was isolated by the villagers because of her poverty.

I've never heard of anyone staying at Hua Ni's house, unless it's out of their minds.

"That's right, the watermelon rind I've eaten has a little bit of red soil on it. Hua Ni actually picked it up and brought it home. She must be secretly eating it!"

The other person also laughed mercilessly, but after hearing this, Hua Ni clenched her fists, lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, and forced herself not to cry.

Father and mother said that those who love to cry are not good children.

So, she doesn't cry, even if she feels ashamed, she doesn't cry.

She picked up that piece of watermelon home. She wanted to give her father a taste of the watermelon. It must be very sweet, and the watermelon rind can be cut and eaten with pickles.

When she picked it up and brought it home, her always gentle mother hit her for the first time. Said that no matter how poor their family is, they will not pick up things that others throw away.

From that day on, my mother took on a lot of mending jobs and wanted to save money to buy her a watermelon to eat.

Today, Hua Ni was working with her parents, but when she heard that a big carriage was coming to the village, she ran out to watch the excitement like a demon.

She knew that the person sitting in the carriage was a rich man, and he would definitely look down on her family.

"Is your yard big?"

Li Haitang had a pleasant face, and he didn't look down on Hua Ni at all because of her embarrassment, especially the Virgin Xiangli who was next to her, even patted Hua Ni's head.

"very big."

Hua Ni didn't know what the person in front of her meant, but this was the most beautiful lady she had ever seen.

People often come to the village, but in her little heart at the moment, no one is more holy than Li Haitang. Hua Ni is illiterate, so she doesn't know how to describe it well.

"Sister Haitang, why don't we go to the little girl's house?"

Xiangli hates those brats who don't know the so-called. She herself was sold to the old man by her father because she couldn't inherit the incense.

"That's good." Li Haitang nodded and agreed. The rest of the houses, even if they are green brick and tile houses, are definitely not comparable to the first-class rooms in the inn. They are not as comfortable as sleeping in a carriage, but they need to find a big yard to park the carriage. , By the way, borrow the kitchen for use.