The next day, it was clear and sunny.
After breakfast, song Xintong asked Daya to go to the village center, invited village head wan to come, and the group went up the mountain to measure the land.
"Xintong, what are you going to do when you buy land?" Wan village head tone almost flattery, "is what big plan?"
"I have an idea, but I haven't decided how to do it." If song Xintong denies it, the other party will not believe it. Instead, he will try every means to inquire. It's better to give such a positive answer directly, so that Wan village head won't play tricks on her even when she is old.
"So it is." Village head Wan nodded and did not ask again.
The villagers who came to help measure the land said with emotion: "your old song family is up now. The big room has become a scholar, and the second room has made a lot of money. I really envy the people in the village."
Song Xintong took a look at the old man who was smoking dry tobacco. "Uncle, our song family and their song family are not the same family. Don't confuse them."
"Oh..." the old man suddenly remembered that their song family had fallen out, so he was embarrassed to smile, "I forgot."
"It's time for you to make up now. Song Changyuan is a scholar now, and his land can be tax-free..." another villager's face continued Balabala's words.
"Uncle, I can still afford this tax money." Song Xintong said in a deep voice, really, let her put the name of the field under the name of song Changyuan? It's better to put it in the name of our prime minister.
"Lao Liu, what nonsense!" Wan village head came over from the side, stopped drinking the two people's words, and then turned to look at Song Xintong: "Xintong, do you want this one?"
Song Xintong pointed to the woods, wasteland, a piece of stone beach on the other side of the creek, that is, under the steep cliff, "probably so much."
"It's almost fifty acres." Village head Wan looked at Song Xintong in surprise: "Xintong, just buy the wasteland. How can you get the woods and rivers in? It's not worth it. "
"It's OK. I just want the river and the trees. Village head, you can get them in together." Song Xintong turned to look at Daya, "according to the boundary we drew before, you lead uncle to measure them."
Daya nodded: "good."
Mo about an hour later, the amount of good.
With a small counting book, village head Wan said, "a total of 100 mu, 20 mu of rocky wasteland, 30 mu of rocky land by the river, and nearly 50 mu of woods. I'll sell it to you at the price of five yuan per mu. It's fifty Liang. Do you have any objection? "
"No Song Xintong took out sixty liang of silver and handed it to village head Wan. "The rest of the silver will be used as your hard work for the village head."
"Good." Wan village head is very satisfied, also more like to deal with song Xintong, "I let them give you a good monument, so as not to be unclear."
"Thank you, village head." Song Xintong nodded his head with satisfaction, "please trouble the village head to do the deed for me as soon as possible."
"Yes, I'll go to the county to handle it for you tomorrow." Village head Wan said, "just whose name should I write?"
Song Xintong thought, "write about my husband."
After all, now that she is married, he is the master of everything. After all, he is his own.
"Not bad." Village head Wan nodded and wrote down in the book, "that's it today. I'll send it to you tomorrow."
"That's hard work, village head." Song Xintong asked Daya to pick up a few pieces of meat in the kitchen, and gave them to village head Wan and several villagers who came to measure the land, "it's hard for you today."
Several villagers were carrying three or four catties of fat, and their eyes narrowed into a crack with a smile. "Lu family, you still have work to do in the future, remember to call us."
Song Xintong did not laugh.
Wan village head, who was walking in the rear, stopped again. "Xintong, it's just that if you can't help your family's work, if you want to ask someone, you can tell everyone that if you can help, you must help."
Song Xintong: "can I help you? I want to earn money.
"Village head, if there are any, I will talk with you."
"Well, the uncles in the village are watching you grow up. If you need help, they will help you." Village head Wan smiles and goes to the village.
Song Xintong turned around and walked into the yard. When he came to the yard, he saw Lu's mother choosing vegetables. He hurried over and said, "mother, it's still early. How can I make it?"
Lu's mother looked at her tenderly and said, "nothing. I'm ready."
Song Xintong is now completely barrier free to understand, said: "I just picked up a little fungus in the mountain, at noon we can make a fungus soup."
Lu's mother also liked the fresh mushroom soup. She nodded and asked, "Dabao, can they eat here at noon? I want to add a few more dishes they like
"Don't worry about them. They eat what we do." Song Xintong helped to choose vegetables. "Niang, Daya, they picked a lot of peppers from the field. They can make a stir fried meat at noon and want to eat spicy food."
Lu's mother knows that song Xintong likes spicy food, so she follows her.
"After measuring the land, do you plan to raise rabbits?"
Song Xintong nodded, "it's just that I haven't figured out how to build the houses together, and there are many places in the wasteland where there are no stones. I wonder if I want to plant something and grass for rabbits?"
Mother Lu shook her head and thought it was inappropriate.
"Can't you?" Asked song Xintong.
Lu Mu thought about it and said, "you can plant fruit trees. I've heard that some villages are full of fruit trees, and chickens and ducks are raised under them."
After that, he said, "I've also heard about it. I don't know if it's feasible."
Song Xintong's eyes brightened. Why didn't she think of it?
In modern times, there are many orchards where chickens are raised. Chicken manure can provide nutrition for fruit trees. Fruit trees can also provide insects or rain to block out the sun. It's really feasible.
Lu's mother looked at Song Xintong and thought about it. She said, "but there are no fruit trees on the mountain. Replanting is also a small sapling. It will be eaten by rabbits."
"..." yes, how did she forget that? Song Xintong was annoyed that if he really planted fruit trees and then raised chickens and ducks, he would put the cart before the horse. It's not worth it, it's not worth it.
"Thank you for reminding me. I forgot too." Song Xintong embarrassed smile, "but if you can plant trees that can bear fruit, then don't worry."
Lu Mu nodded and bowed her head, gesticulating: "it's just may now. I'm afraid it's too late to plant it."
Song Xintong nodded and planted trees in March. Now it's May of the lunar calendar. According to the solar calendar, it's June and July, right? It's no longer suitable for planting trees.
Looking at her daughter-in-law's dejected look, Lu's mother couldn't bear to comfort her and said, "you can ask Yunkai. He reads a lot of books. Maybe he knows what to do."
Song Xintong nodded, "when he's free, I'll ask him again."