Chapter 807

Name:My Prince Has Farmlands Author:He He
Qishuipei has a cavity.

Longan, who was silent on one side, turned red.

The heart is sour and hard to be wronged

She has paid so much for this family. In the eyes of her family, she is just an outsider

Even if you don't give her fish, there's no need to crowd her out.

After a long time, longan choked and said, "brother duocai, my mother and shuipei are right. You'd better eat the fish yourself.

I don't have to read and think about things. Eating fish heads is really a waste. Let's not spoil good things. "

Qiduocai had no choice but to say, "all right."

Longan reluctantly smiled, bowed his head and went to dinner. He didn't dare to show his superfluous emotions again.

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The afternoon sun is as warm as ever, shining brightly on the whole Yunshui mountain village, and the green mountains and green spaces reflect the flood of white light.

Qixingyun was going to harvest in the field against the sun. Chi Ziyu pestered him alive and dead and refused to let him go to the field.

In such a big sun, anyone who has been basking in the sun for a long time is either dizzy or uncomfortable.

Chi Ziyu would rather he stay at home longer.

Take a safe afternoon nap, and then go out to work when you have enough energy to avoid the hot sun.

The sun is slightly to the West and they go out.

The rice in the field is only half harvested.

In fact, it's only one mu of rice field. They're not in a hurry.

This time, Chi Ziyu came to help with the harvest.

Qixingyun didn't want her to come, but Chi Ziyu didn't like it.

After all, Chi Ziyu didn't come when planting, which has triggered gossip among the villagers.

If she doesn't show up during the harvest, the saliva of the villagers may drown her.

They were busy until sunset. Chi Ziyu took a basket and caught several rice fish in the field, so he went back first.

She hurried back to collect the millet and made dinner by the way.

Qixingyun continued to work in the fields.

During busy farming hours, meals will be many nights than usual.

There is something to do in the field and a lot of work at home.

However, the pheasant was sold at home today, and the task of Chi Ziyu has been reduced a lot.

After dinner at night, he had an early rest.

Farming is very tiring and requires sufficient physical strength.

These days they don't go to the city. They just take care of their family affairs wholeheartedly.

An acre of land was soon harvested.

Then there is fishing.

Shopkeeper Cao brought someone to buy fish at the appointed time and gave feedback on his pheasant.

The taste is good. Almost everyone who comes to the restaurant must order pheasant. The sales volume is very good.

And the rice flower fish, because the meat is delicious, is also deeply in the heart of shopkeeper Cao.

Shopkeeper Cao is determined to buy back this batch of rice fish. There are 900 kilograms of rice fish in total.

The noise of selling fish is bigger than catching pheasants.

Many people came to watch.

We were very curious about the rice flower fish in Xingyun long ago. After all, it was the first time we heard that fish can be raised in the fields, not in the pond.

The ridge was full of people, men and women, old and young.

One by one, they rolled their trouser legs full of mud, mostly from their own fields.

The people brought by shopkeeper Cao are busy helping with fishing. The caught fish are put in a big basket and weighed.

"The fish raised by the fourth family of Qi are really good. I think few of the fish they catch are small, all of them are so big."

"No, I thought these fish would die in the field. Later, we planted late rice and put them in the field to raise fish."