"Grandpa, you are calm. We are not much better now than outside? At least the whole family is in a row, and the children don't have to be confiscated to block the knife, and they also have fields to plant. This season's harvest will be better in the future."

After Qiao Qiao's explanation, Zhou Changan nodded suddenly, "Will the officers and soldiers fight here?"

This should be the question, and the people in the room stretched their necks and waited for the bottom.

Who knows this? According to his own reasoning, the officers and soldiers did not have time to take care of the people on the mountain in a short period of time. They would not be able to calm down for ten or eight years. The biggest possibility here is that they are afraid that their peers will come to grab territory.

Qiao Qiao didn't dare to say it directly, so she had to answer, "I won't do it in a short period of time."

"Why?"

"Yes, girl, tell me."

...

"I don't care about us. I don't know how to guess it. Just let it go, don't think too much. Believe that the sun always comes after the storm."

She was not good at doing ideological work, but when everyone listened, Qiao Qiao chuckled, as long as you feel at ease.

Haozi, who followed Lin Chaotou, asked, "Miss, we can collect another batch of fungus piles in our empty yard. What should we do if we can't sell them?"

Muyou is the pride of a group of children. If the normal harvest can be sold, a child can earn thirty or forty taels of silver a year. In the past, it was almost as good as the family's income for a year.

It would be strange if Haozi was not in a hurry to see the black fungus hit him. He might not know much about anything else, but when a child born in a poor family, he knew that money was hard to come by.

"Start it, let's eat it yourself if you can't sell it." Qiao Qiao gave Haozi a candy, which her eldest father would always bring to her every time he went out of the mountain.

"Don't be reluctant to let it go. Always eat some good food. Besides, it will cost you no money to grow yourself." Qiao Jianshan was also helping.

"Miss, you said you could eat rice every meal." Haozi looked at Qiao Qiao with hope of eating rice every meal in his eyes.

"You guy, you're so sarcastic, right? I'll let you eat bamboo shoots and pork every time." Lin Chaotou turned around and went to find a kang to beat his son.

Zhou Changan pulled Haozi away, "Don't beat the baby anytime, you are the only one. If you don't feel sorry for me, I will still feel sorry for you."

Lin Chaotou withdrew his hand and glared at his son fiercely.

Qiao Qiao felt a little apologized when she was being scolded. Yes, she promised Haozi when she returned to Maling Village, saying that he could have white rice every meal, please wait patiently, Miss, I will definitely let you eat white rice every meal.

Qiao Jianshan found that his daughter's expression was wrong, "Look, I'm so tired. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He reached out to touch Qiao Qiao's forehead, and he felt a little hot. Now he was so nervous that everyone in the room told him to have a good rest and then he would dissipate and not cause trouble.

Zhou Changan walked behind and did not forget to turn around and reminded him when he went out, "Jianshan, you have to take good care of Qiaomei. I will come to see you tomorrow, so it is not easy to settle the score with you."

"Okay, don't worry, Uncle Chang'an."

If you want to send these people away, you will be able to use your plan now, and you will ask endlessly with your daughter.

Seeing that everyone left, Dad Qiao urged his daughter, "Your mother should have heated the water. Go and wash and lie down. Your forehead is really hot."

How could it be that it wasn't hot? The wine I secretly drank probably hadn't dissipated. Qiao Qiao pouted and finally returned to quiet.

Qiao Qiao turned off herself in the room, lit the lights, spread the paper, and grind the ink. She no longer used her own small charcoal pen, but carefully copied down the seed methods and precautions of hybrid rice recorded in her small notebook.

Because I remember the simplified Chinese characters in plain language when taking notes, I need to sort them out in advance. If the rice is as expected this time, I will leave it to my father, and she will let it go.

After picking up the pen carefully, Qiao Qiao understood why the ancients wanted to write and speak, because the words were not easy to write, and one could be reduced. If it was like modern plain language, it would take more paper and time, and the brush would be difficult to use.

These days, Hu Daoba was busy, and craftsmen in the village asked him to mobilize them. Those who had no skills were arranged to work without skills and only need to put in their efforts.

Zhang Blacksmith still brought the original team of the iron field to make all the useful tools with the iron blocks he had trained.

Lin Chaotou also became the one who took monthly money like Zhang Blacksmith. He brought Hu Daoba to him and chose suitable fields to burn bricks and tiles on the swamp at the entrance of the canyon.

The rest of the idle people started to open up wastelands, composting, and turning them out to make paddy fields. Plant rice in the next season, and separate deep swamps. When the lotus roots in the lake can be divided, some will be planted with lotus roots.

Qiao Wu was training troops, except for his six little followers, whoever wanted to learn could report to him.

Of course, the utensils and bricks made are all from the village and public. Anyone who wants the goods privately will get them at the price.

In order to fully determine the rules of her pretentious mobile phone, Qiao Qiao stole the wine of her father twice until she was discovered.

The person who was called to interrogate was naturally Qiao Wu. This kid could not resist Hu Daoba's question and asked him.

Qiao Qiao was called to her eldest father's house. Her godfather sat next to the table with two empty wine jars with a pale face. Er Qiao stood beside her, lowering her head.

"Daughter, your brother said that you took the lead in drinking the wine, so he drank it once."

Seeing his godfather look really angry, Qiao Qiao pouted and blinked and pretended to be cute and cute, "Big Dad..."

This trick is always very good for your own and godfathers!

"You, you...ah, my daughter, I don't want you to drink Daddy, it's because you're still young and hurt your body. When you grow up, you don't even say anything about you. What if you want to burn your brain?"

Hu Daoba looked at his daughter and lost his anger. He only sighed and blamed himself. He would not drink next time.

Still burning your brain? The degree is far from that. Qiao Qiao has practiced it after drinking it a few times. Now, it’s okay to give her a bowl of savage.

Seeing Qiao Qiao's speechless and lowered her head, Hu Daoba wondered if she was talking too much? "You can't do this in the future. Isn't it better to eat candy than wine? Let's go, Daddy will take you around and ride a horse."

"Okay." The little face finally regained its smile.

"Master, what about me?" Qiao Wu stood upset and didn't dare to move. He was a slut, but he was still afraid of the master's majesty.

"You stand outside the yard and lift the logs for an hour. Who will make you not be optimistic about the girl? You will be punished for not taking good care of it."

Only when Qiao Wu went out far away, he dared to be humble and was treated differently everywhere.

The two of them said they were riding a horse, but in fact they went to the iron smelting farm. Shan Ji came back and said that they had made steel. Wu An asked the blacksmith Zhang to make a long-handled, big steel knife and specially asked the boss to appreciate it.
Chapter completed!