Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"Yes, yes, it can't be grown. No, we are here to ask you for advice. Look, your vegetables are not very good." Xia Shuanzhu smiled, and stretched out into the yard while talking. I looked around.

He couldn't help drooling at the green vegetables.

"Uncle Zhuzi, to tell you the truth, in a few days, I plan to collect all the vegetables in my yard and make them into pickles, so as not to freeze them all when it snows one day."

"What? Are you going to collect so many dishes?" Everyone was shocked when they heard Xia Beibei's words.

The vegetables in Xia Beibei's yard, although they can't be called seedlings, are not big enough to be used as pickles, and they are all harvested. Is this lying to them?

"Jiu Niang, don't lie to us. How can such a good dish be pickled? If you don't want to say it, we can't force you to say no. It's not true for you to lie to us like this It is." Another man said quickly.

Their family has no fresh vegetables at all. If they don't grow something, the days to come will be sad.

"Uncle Shouwang, do you think I, Xia Jiuniang, am an unreal person?" Xia Beibei asked coldly.

"This...Jiu Niang, I didn't mean that. Well, you can tell us all about the vegetables you grow. As long as you tell us, it's our business to grow good or bad in the future, okay. No?" Xia Shouwang scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked unwillingly.

"No? It's so cold now, you can grow vegetables, my name, Xia Jiuniang, write it backwards!" Xia Beibei denied it.

"Also, you can say what you want to say now. Of course, you have signed a paper about the matter of going up the mountain, and people can come to make trouble. Who knows what will happen in the future? I, Xia Jiuniang, don't want to take that risk again gone."

"Jiu Niang, look at this...that cloth, just tell me..."

"Jiu Niang, just tell me, we don't spend your money, this is not..."

"Now that the locusts are dead, what cloth do you need? Anyway, don't ask me, and I won't tell you." Xia Beibei interrupted them.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that for this dish, I have already ordered a pickle jar from the next village, and it will be delivered in a few days. If you don't believe me, just wait a few days."

"Jiu Niang, you just don't want to tell us, do you? You just can't see that the big guy is as good as your family, right?" Seeing that Xia Beibei refused to say anything, Xia Shuanzhu became anxious again.

This Xia Beibei, I really think she has grown so much.

Why cut and pickle the vegetables? It's obviously a lie to them. He doesn't believe it. He's seen a lot of people like this who don't like others. He doesn't miss her, Xia Beibei.

"Jiu Niang, everyone is from the village, you can't do this, maybe in the future, we will help you, and now you look down on us, tell me, are you still laughing at us behind our backs for our incompetence and ignorance? Can't even grow a vegetable? You... this is too wicked, this is not something that people in Xiajia Village can do."

"Uncle Zhuzi, you don't need to say anything, no matter how much you say, I won't say anything." Hearing Xia Shuanzhu's words, Xia Beibei's face really turned cold.

If she hadn't thought that everyone was from the same village, she would have kicked them out with a broom.