Take a Husband for Farming

Mu Hibisang didn't want it, Mu Rouzang pulled his sleeve beside him. "Brother, let's take it!" Mu Rouzang Guan Yang Zixuan didn't come out of the well-off family. She didn't want to cause more trouble.

Seeing her own sister, Hibiscus agreed that she was very confused, and thanked Yang Gong by the way.

Yang Zixuan said with a smile: "You don't have to be so polite. It's mine, it's not me. You just accept me before you feel at ease."

Then he asked him again, "If you have any more needs next time, you can come to the library to find me. It can be cheaper for you."

Brothers and sisters thank him for that, no matter what the character is, the side is very comfortable.

Hibiscus thought about it and finally decided, "Brother Yang, if you have time, you might as well walk to our small village. The mushrooms over our side are delicious, and the water is also sweet." Yang Zixuan nodded and smiled. I promised.

Yang Zixuan watched the two leave, and a follower behind him just asked: "Master, the younger don't understand why you are so ..."

Yang Zixuan leaned her head and patted her book boy's shoulder, "Xiaotong, do you want to understand?"

The book boy named Xiaotong behind him nodded, "Yes, sir, no matter what your identity is ... but it's much more expensive than those folks, why ... "

Yang Zixuan's mouth had a shrewd eye that didn't match his age. "That's why I'm the young master, you're a book boy." After that, he dropped Xiao Tong who was still tangled at the door, and went into the bookstore himself.

At this time, Hibiscus asked Mu Rouzang in a small donkey cart, "Sister, we are not familiar with Brother Yang, why should we accept this gift?" He never wanted to understand that his sister was not greedy for money in his heart. man of!

Mu Rou Sang sighed in anger, and the road to training Baozi was long and long. "Brother, have you ever thought about what would happen if we refused to accept it?" Or the patience brother who guided this life.

The hibiscus is faint, yeah, why didn't he think about it, then Brother Yang looked like an ordinary son, "Sister, I'm afraid Brother Yang was born in a wealthy family."

Seeing that he had figured it out, Mu Rouzang went on to analyze, "Even if the wealthy people don't care about this silver, we are just ordinary people. If they touch his face and make him unhappy, he still doesn't know the result What will happen if he accepts his gift. "

The hibiscus heard every word and figured out, if he can make such a character, can he better protect his sister, thinking about it eagerly, hoping that Brother Yang will have time to come and sit in his house.

Since then, the days of the two brothers and sisters have gradually improved, and Mu Rouzang has lived a leisurely farming life.

From spring to autumn, the two fat pigs in the pigpen were replaced with five piglets, and the granary at home was also piled with golden corn kernels, and the mulberry mulberry was doing a little embroidery from time to time, and the peach blossoms with star eyes From time to time, the children came to the door to make Rouzang not lonely.

It is a rare day for the hibiscus to steal, and it is stolen for a long time. The two siblings were sitting quietly in front of the copywriting and writing. Mu Hiong-zhi was copying the "discipline rules", while Mu Rouzang was holding a good book in his hands, and it looked like it was a book.

She added the last stroke with satisfaction with a writing brush, and the small abacus on the left-hand side crackled, and the sound of cheerful abacus echoed in the hut, breaking the previous tranquility, "Brother, our family's input this year is pretty good." There was joy in his voice.

Hibiscus put down the brush in his hand and disapproved. "Sister, the left and right are just corn that has been harvested in an acre of land and sold two pigs. How much silver is left in the house." Although he goes to school early every day, he can calculate how much he has in his home. Incoming items, just worried about their little sister.

His words did not affect Mu Rouzang's good mood. He picked up his account book and said: "This year, the corn in our home has been planted for a season with a harvest of about 300 kilograms, soybeans received more than 100 kilograms, and two pigs sold for six or two silver. But later, five more were added to the house, so that only three or two halves were left. This year, the eggs of 35 chickens were sold for about four or two. And the embroidery work I did, about five or two a month, has now It ’s November, and I ’ve earned about forty or two, and some purses have been used to supplement my household. ”He pulled out the abacus, and this year ’s entries are pretty good.

Actually, there are so many silvers, but the place of entry is a bit vain. Mu Rou Sang embroidery is a good job, but she does not embroider so much, all relying on the sale of some food, and every day In the absence of hibiscus, throw half of the chicken into the space to lay eggs, so the eggs can be sold for four or two silver.

Hibiscus looked at her distressedly. "Sister, I still have to care for my eyes in the future. Now that my family has a small amount of money, I do n’t worry about doing embroidery after eating and drinking." In this way, he felt more and more that he would pick up this as soon as possible. small home.

Mu Rou Sang was so touched that Hibiscus didn't make more money because of her embroidery work.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, Hibiscus didn't ask where the pig food came from. "Brother, don't worry, I didn't add any more chickens at home this fall, and the five pigs will also be served, so that I will be home next year. Life will be better. "She didn't want Hibiscus to listen to things outside the window and read the Holy Book.

Having said that, she felt that she had to buy some from the village. Now that she has raised five pigs, she ca n’t feed on Nepenthes alone. What ’s more, there is no grass to cut in late autumn.

At the age of five, Mu Rouzang, who was only five years old, took good care of his home, and his nose was suddenly sore. "Sister, you have worked hard this year!"

Mu Rouzang found that there was a sadness on his face. "Brother, don't say that, parents should not support each other."

Looking at the younger sister who was stabbing at the abacus, Hibiscus was determined to invest in the city to protect her sister.

"Brother, there are not many firewood in the house." Even if Mu Rouzang has room, he can't add too much to the house.

Hibiscus picked up the large characters on the table and chatted with her, "My sister said that when we go to the hill tomorrow to chop some firewood back, I am afraid that it will snow in another month, and the family will have to burn more Only. "The poverty in the family made him mature early, and he planned to use Muxiu to prepare some winter firewood for the family.

"Well, okay, brother, let's see if there are any fruit trees that can be dug back tomorrow." Mu Rou Sang has been here for so long and hasn't eaten fruit. One is rarely sold in town. It's because she hasn't had a lot of opportunities to go out since Hibiscus's reading. Every time she is busy selling food, how can I have time to toss those things.

As long as she likes the hibiscus capital, she is willing to do it. "Okay, let's bring some dry food to the mountain early tomorrow."

The solid wood mulberry was selfish, and when they were young, she could not bear the hard work of hibiscus. She wants to change the original corn planted land in the yard into a forest, and she has the space to not be afraid of earning silver, which is her biggest dependence.

As soon as the two brothers and sisters discussed the arrangements for tomorrow, they heard a kick. Who is so uneducated, Mu Rou Sang is unhappy.

"Who?" Mu Rosin stopped Mu Rouzang, who was about to get up and open the door.

"Open the door, open the door, where did everyone die!" A rough voice came, sounding not too old, Mu Rouzang felt familiar, but could not remember where I heard it.

"Brother, who would it be?" After all, she had a hard time with her birthday. She didn't want to be ruined, and it didn't sound good to see the sound of kicking the door.

"Well, cousin, open the door and see!" Even if the relationship was not good, he had to open the door to welcome him.

Mu Feng'e was kicking the courtyard door impatiently, and when he heard someone opened the door, he stopped. After being scared this spring, she never dared to come here. She didn't dare to go out at night alone. Now she always feels overcast though it is daylight.

"Cousin, why are you here!" Mu-Hi opened the gate of the courtyard, and even if he hated the appearance of others, he still looked like a gentleman.

"I said Hiroyuki, what did you do when you closed the gate during the day? Wouldn't it be impossible to see someone in the house?" Mu Feng'e was so impressed when she came up that the two broken children were worth her trip What.

"What's wrong with my cousin when my house is open or closed during the day? We are here to prevent those cats and dogs from wandering at home." Mu Rouzang was annoyed when he saw Mu Feng'e, cold behind Mu Hong Be open.

Mu Feng'e said that she didn't understand her satire at all, and saw that she dared to talk back and scold her head and cover her face. "Why isn't it big or small? There are mother-in-law and mother-in-law scumbags, and you are called outside the door for a long time and no one comes to open the door. Your ears are stuffed."

Instead of answering her, Hibiscus asked, "Cousin, what's the matter with you, and my sister isn't a bargain, cousin, don't forget to write two wooden characters. Besides, you have seen Which door is kicked by the foot. "Mu Rouzang thumbs up from behind, calling her a nasty embarrassment, but Mu Feng'e is her cousin, isn't it even her ancestors?

"Huh, is this your attitude?" Mu Feng'e is a few years older than Hibiscus, a head taller than him, but said that his Mu Feng'e angrily reached out and pushed away Hibiscus, He bumped Mu Rouzang on one side of the courtyard door, and then headed up into the courtyard.

Hibiscus could not stop Mu Feng'e, and hurried forward to support Mu Rouzang, "Sister, does it hurt?"

Mu Rouzang shook his head. Fortunately, there were more clothes to wear in the fall. "Brother, let's go ahead!" I also don't know what uninvited cousin sells medicine in the gourd.

Mu Feng'e remembered Yang's explanation, and asked her to see carefully how much money the Mu Rou Sang family had earned. Huh, thought that she couldn't come in by blocking her at the door? A little finger can poke the wild baby who did not teach.

The brother and sister Tieqing followed behind with their faces. Although Mu Feng'e had a bit of a brain, she still had to do what her parents told her.

Looking around with a pair of hanging triangular eyes, the house is still an earlier mud and mud house, there are more donkeys, and the right side is nothing but farming. The crops inside have been harvested, but the soybean rods are still thrown everywhere. It looks like a yard. Some Ling | Mess.

Mu Feng'e was satisfied after looking around, huh, it seems that her father and mother have thought more, and there is nothing great, it's not as good as their own! That is to say, the two clothes on the body are more glamorous, which is why the two brothers and sisters opened the door and Mu Feng'e was so angry.

You said that the two little cubs who died of their father and mother could dress better than her. Could this not make her angry?

"Aunt is back, and I want you to meet her!"

Mu Rouzang was unwilling to go to Mu Feng's house. "Brother, shall we not go?"

Hibiscus touched her little head. Compared to her sister who was a numb child at the beginning of the year, Mu Rou Sang is now beautifully carved and beautiful.

"Sister, although our family and the uncle's family have been separated, the aunt is a married woman, but the bones are still broken!"

Mu Rouzang, as a modern genuine core, has not figured out what he means.

Hibiscus had to inquire from Liu Xiucai to tell her that no matter where there is no family connection, then this person is a person without roots, and even if he is in a job, he is despised and everyone can step on it. .

The wicked old society, Mu Rou Sang now hates it very much. She really really does not want to go to the uncle ’s house. That auntie is not a fuel-saving lamp. She has never heard of one in the past six months. Cheap aunt.

She thought something was wrong, "Brother, did you hear that before?"

He lowered his head slightly, and his long eyelashes covered a shadow. "My sister didn't know. When my dad was alive, my aunt used to take my second cousin to leave. I remember that I often told my dad to get married. I pushed for too little reason. "