Chapter 107 Harvest Season
Seeing Xin'er's beautiful face and gentle smile, shopkeeper Lu always felt that the kid was worthy of her.
She sighed in her heart and didn't think about it anymore. She should be happy during the holidays. Even if her daughter married to the county town, she could go to see it from time to time if she thought about it.
The Qiao family celebrated the Luna Festival lively, but the Yuan family, the Qiao family, and the Tian family did not celebrate the festival at all.
Qiao Mai is like a thorn in their hearts, no matter what they do, they can always think of Qiao Mai.
The better she lived, the more painful that thorn pricked them.
It's not that the Tian family never thought about reconciling with Qiao Mai, but they knew in their hearts that it was a dream.
Kicked off her child, this is revenge for killing a daughter, how can it be eased?
Besides, she has already recruited a husband at home, which is even more impossible.
Anyway, seeing that her business is getting better and better, they don't get a little bit of light, and they feel uncomfortable like ants on the fire.
Joe's family is even more like this. Their own daughter is doing so well, and they haven't bought anything for the holidays. How could they be in a good mood.
Qiao Shicheng lost his temper on this day.
The old couple of the Yuan family, after thinking about it at home for the past few days, felt that their own strength must not be strong enough.
So taking the opportunity of the festival, Mrs. Yuan Xu cooked a table of delicious dishes and called her four sons to come home to discuss matters.
I thought that my parents were going to **** their blood again, but I didn't expect the old man Yuan to say something lightly while smoking a cigarette.
"The old fifth is doing so well now, why don't you help your brothers? In the past, it was because your parents were wrong, so you didn't miss him, but you are brothers, so you have to help when you are not doing well, right?"
The eldest son gave old man Yuan a blank look, "Father, the fifth son is still eating and drinking other people's food, what can we do to help us? Let's not talk about it, we are all separated, and we live our own lives. You have reasons to make trouble. There is no reason for brother, and he doesn't owe us anything, and we didn't help him when he had a bad life before."
"Brother who fights, if something happens to him in the future, you brothers will have to go to him, right?"
The four brothers are all silent, don’t think they don’t want to, in fact they also want to, but thinking of Lao Wu’s unfeelingness and his current identity, it’s a shame to come to the door.
The old couple of the Yuan family continued to lobby, "You don't have to make him change his mind now, show him your favor slowly, and see how he responds, take it step by step."
"Father, mother, we are separated, so don't play tricks on the fifth child."
"No more fights, no more fights, my parents know it's wrong, as long as he can change his mind and re-enter our Yuan family tree, it will be fine. My parents are still pointing at him to honor the lintel."
"Back then he loved reading so much, and you still had money in your hand, so you didn't let him study. If you had known that he was the material, you wouldn't be in such a tense situation now."
"Yes, yes, parents regret it, and hope to make up for it."
No matter what the three families think or do, on August 18th, Mr. Wang returned to Qiao's house with his old wife, but Wang Zihan did not come with him.
Mrs. Wang was worried about him and left him in the palace. For this reason, Wang Zihan had a big fight with his mother.
Fortunately, there is Miss Wang, and everything will be fine soon.
After the festival, as soon as he was free, Qiao Mai began to concentrate on taking care of the space.
The field of more than 200 acres has now turned into nearly 500 acres, but the space is still not upgraded, and Qiao Mai is not in a hurry.
This time, she no longer cared about the medicinal materials she had planted, and directly harvested all the more than 200 acres of land, leaving only the rubber trees, because they have not yet matured, and there is no way to tap the rubber.
She doesn't know how to plan medicinal materials, and the quantity is huge, so she had to bundle them up and sell them online at a lower price than the platform.
Continue to 20 acres of land, 20 acres of medicinal materials, so that the land of more than 400 acres will become nearly a thousand acres of land in a few days.
Every time it is replanted, it doubles the land.
The melons, fruits and vegetables that had been harvested were almost piled up into a mountain, and they were sold online and at snack shops at the same time.
From the opening of the online store to the present, she has sold 900,000 taels of silver. She originally had 7,000 taels of gold in her hand, but now she has 97,000 taels of gold.
Bought ninety-seven spirit stones from the customer service, and raised his cultivation level to the sixth level of Qi training.
When the third was promoted to the fourth, fifteen spiritual stones were used, and thirty-six spiritual stones were used for the fourth and fifth promotions. With that ten percent spiritual energy, all her previous efforts would be wasted.
Cultivating immortals is really not for fun, it is all piled up with money.
However, she also enjoyed the benefits of being promoted.
That is the increase in aura, which has led to the increase in her internal strength. Today's Qinggong only takes half a quarter of an hour to go from Tianshui Town to the county seat.
Now, she is already able to compete with ordinary martial arts masters.
Going out for a walk at night when I have nothing to do, I flew up to the five or six meter high roof, and jumped up easily.
Seeing the results, she was happy, the money was really worth it!
She needs strength so much, she almost only sleeps four or five hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent practicing and laying a solid foundation.
On the eighth day of September, the Feng family came to visit. This time they came with a large family, but they did not bring concubines and concubines and concubines.
Seeing such a house, the face of the Feng family changed really quickly. The whole family was very happy, talking and laughing with shopkeeper Lu.
Qiao Mai didn't come forward, she took the cook in the kitchen to cook, and gave up the seat of the master's house to Lu Sanniang, so that the Feng family would know about this house, and Lu Sanniang also had the right to speak.
At the wine table, the Feng family intentionally or unintentionally mentioned Mrs. Qiao and the gentleman invited by the Qiao family.
This let the shrewd Lu Sanniang know their intentions at once. It was just an excuse to come to the new house to recognize the door. They really came for the son Feng Yinshi. They wanted him to worship under Mr. Wang's door.
It should be because I know the true identity of Mr. Wang, and being able to worship under him means that I have a backer and a good gentleman, killing two birds with one stone.
It's not that she doesn't like this son-in-law, but that she understands Mr. Wang's temper. She doesn't care about anyone's face, she just depends on her personal preference. She doesn't think that Mr. Wang will beat her up when the time comes.
So they found an excuse to change the topic, but judging by the appearance of the Feng family, they might have to talk about it later, and Lu Sanniang only temporarily dismissed their thoughts.
Time flies to the golden autumn of October, and the farmers are smiling. The weather is beautiful, and the weather is good in spring and autumn.
The rain is plentiful, and it is another harvest season.
The fields of each household are busy harvesting, and the three tenant farmers of the Qiao family are even more happy. The yield of corn is higher than that of wheat, and one mu can reach up to one thousand catties. The Qiao family only harvests 60%, and the rest 40% of China is theirs.
Not to mention the knowledge introduced by the mayor, these three tenant farmers are all good. After harvesting the corn early, they came to Qiao's house to take the initiative to pay grain.
Give the host family 600 catties of corn per mu, and the remaining 400 catties will be theirs. Twenty mu for a family is 8,000 catties of grain.
Enough for them to live a good year, and the Qiao family has to pay one hundred catties of corn for one mu of land, which is only five hundred catties in hand, which is only one hundred catties worse than them.
There are tens of thousands of catties of corn, and the Qiao family will not be able to eat it for a long time, because there are still many small animals.
These grains have never been sold. Quail, chickens, ducks and geese are all eaten with corn flour. Sometimes deer, horses and cattle eat this.
Plus people cook porridge and pancakes from time to time, tens of thousands of catties is really not much.
Qiao Mai's space has also been upgraded to the third level because of her hard work, and now there are more than 2,000 acres of land.
The rubber trees are already being harvested, and the durable white cloth has already been bought. The only thing left is to boil the glue and apply the glue evenly.
The whole family mobilized and harvested the five acres of corn in the backyard.
In the courtyard of Qiao’s house, under the eaves, all tied corn was drying, and the golden fruits were really eye-catching.
(end of this chapter)