"Grandpa, the fish is too big, are there any small fish?" Maizi looked at the fish that Grandpa Mai put on the ground, and the big one was put in, and the fish were killed by the sun in two days.

Although raising fish in the rice fields is to enrich the rice fields, it is not good if the fish are too big.

"Yes, there are, but there are too few small fish." Grandpa Mai looked at the fish in the bucket, and there were almost a few small fish.

"Girl, wash your face and eat." Grandma Mai roared, "I didn't wash my face early in the morning and ran to the ground"

Maizi stuck out her tongue at Grandpa Mai, then turned around and went back to wash her face, and by the way, took a piece of cloth that she had dried in the yard last night.

"Why is this color a little grass yellow? It's still yellow. The bright yellow is not very obvious, but it still has a bit of brightness. This grass yellow is much better than the color of last night's water meeting," Maizi looked at the sermon in his hand.

I think this color is used to make clothes for adults, at least it is not so bright, and it looks stable and important to wear.

"This will be my face towel from now on." Maizi felt that the cloth was smooth and soft and comfortable, and the previous face towel was not as comfortable.

"Girl, hurry up and don't rub it off." Grandma Mai spoke up.

"Here we are," the wheat was put away, and he ran to the table.

"Daddy, where's that big fish of yours?" Maizi asked casually as she looked at the fish balls, and then lowered her head and ate quickly.

Grandpa Mai glared at Daddy Mai, didn't say anything and continued to eat his meal.

"Ahem..."Papa Mai didn't know what to say for a long time? Could it be that he killed him directly? It's so bloody to think about, how can you tell your daughter this?

"Grandma killed the big fish and froze it." Grandma Ma said with a grin. Then pick up a few fish balls for the little grandson and put them in a bowl, and then put the bowl in front of the little bun and let him eat it by himself.

"Mom... You" Daddy Mai's eyes widened instantly, how could you...

"Oh, such a big fish, I haven't eaten it yet, the meat must be delicious." Maizi nodded and continued to eat quickly.

Daddy Mai's eyes widened and shifted from Grandma Mai to Maizi, why is everyone in the family like this? Don't you think it's good to talk about such a bloody thing at breakfast early in the morning?

"Grandma, at noon, stew a large piece directly, and then bake a large piece." After Maizi finished eating, she explained to Grandma Mai how she ate fish at noon.

"If the pot is too small, let grandpa make a big one and stew it for a longer time." Maizi added.

"Daddy, hurry up and eat, don't look at it." Maizi turned his head and saw that Mai's father was watching the little bun eat, but he didn't eat it himself.

"After eating, my father helped me continue to make grass juice and dye all the cloths, or half of them." Maizi thought about how she was going to make clothes today, so she asked Mai's father to help her dye the cloth.

"Do you want grandpa's help?" Grandpa Mai put down the bowl and said casually.

"No need, grandpa still has to catch small fish today. I have dad on my side. Maizi watched Daddy Mai speed up his meal and smiled unscrupulously.

Grandma Mak remembered that she had seen the color of the rags in the yard this morning, and she didn't stop Maizi's behavior.

Because she thinks the cloth looks good in any color, even if it doesn't have a color.

"Hey, why is there a car in the yard early in the morning? What are so many cars for? "Maizi passed by the hall and saw the scene of the courtyard.

"Please sign here, okay, let's go first" A man in a black jumpsuit with black eyes asked Grandpa Mai to sign and drove away with someone like him coolly.

Maizi stared dumbfounded at the only earthy yellow mecha in the yard, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth pulled out a long filament.

She couldn't see a lot of other things, only this earthy yellow mecha in her eyes. For Mao's movie version of the mecha to appear in front of you? Could it be a model?

"How did this model get so big?" Maizi muttered and walked over, carefully touching it with her hand, it was very cold.

"Girl, this is not a model, it's a professional mecha in the wilderness." Grandpa Mai had just counted to Maizi's side when he heard Maizi's doubts.

"Why do you want to give us such a powerful mecha?" Maizi rolled his eyes and looked at a bunch of things he didn't recognize.

She couldn't figure out how she suddenly unloaded these things here early in the morning for Mao Prison?

"The federal regulations stipulate that if you make a certain contribution to land reclamation, you will be rewarded with a certain amount of professional machinery for land reclamation." Grandpa Mai looked at the things in the yard, as if the reward was a bit too much.

In front of me, these professional reclamation equipment are complete, and even exceed some professional reclamation teams.

The equipment of those professional reclamation teams is not as good as the things in front of them. There were some things he hadn't seen before.

"Didn't there be the allocated wasteland clearing equipment before?" Wheat is strange, why give it again?

"It was the basic equipment for land reclamation before, but this time it is professional land reclamation equipment that is rewarded." Grandpa Mai happily looked at a large push of machinery, and there were a lot of things on the list that had been registered.

"The prison gang has finally found their conscience." Maizi thought of the rewarded land and the big push in front of him, and he didn't know if those people were distressed?

"Grandpa, are you going to drive this?" Maizi seems to experience the feeling of sitting in a mecha.

"As citizens of our Federation, everyone must learn to wield basic mechs." Grandpa Mai continued to register, and this time the reward was still on point.

Like the last sneaky reward a big piece of land top a fart! In the future, you will still be rewarded with more equipment, and you can exchange them for Star Coins if you don't need them!

Maizi looked at the mecha depressedly, could she also learn it in the future? People are not interested in this, but it's okay to sit and experience it.

In the past, she had to take many tests to learn to drive, and she never wanted to experience that feeling anymore. The sisters who learned to drive in the same period have passed one after another, and only she is the last to pass, and she is the most retested.

"Grandpa, is it okay if I don't learn this?" Maizi came back to his senses and asked, and when he didn't see Grandpa Mai speak for a long time, he turned his head and saw that Grandpa Mai had registered those machines again.

She could only continue to watch in frustration.

"Dad, don't put these things in the warehouse yet." Maizi saw that Daddy Mai had come out of the underground warehouse, so he hurriedly ran over.

"What's wrong?" Daddy Mai asked, looking down.

"I want to sit in a mecha, Dad will take me." Maizi took Mai's father's big hand and said coquettishly.

"Okay, when Dad and your grandfather have sorted these out, I'll take you to the mecha." Daddy Mai agreed. I didn't hear the little daughter at all, but she wanted to sit now.

"Uh, good!" Maizi nodded depressedly, how can she live more and more? When a child becomes addicted.

Maizi looked at the mess in the yard, and she still went into the house to make clothes.

……

"Dye a large piece of cloth for wool and it will come out with a dark lump and a light lump of color? Is the color of the slightly smaller cloth quite even? What's the problem? Maizi muttered in thought as she locked the cuffs of a straw-yellow garment in her hand.

"It's finally done, although the color is deep and light, but it's okay" Maizi shook the clothes in her hand, took out a box at the head of the bed, took out all the clothes, and laid them out one by one on her new workbench.

"The hand-locked hem is too slow, and it doesn't slip straight, and the edge of the sewing machine lock doesn't look good." Maizi looked at these clothes, and it took less than an hour to cut them, but it was too troublesome to lock the edges of each dress.

Just a few simple clothes, it took the whole 3 days!

"Do you want to make another dress for grandma? And yourself? Maizi looked at the adults' uniform grass yellow clothes, and felt how they looked like work clothes.

She was taught by her grandmother in her previous life to make clothes, but she is also limited in her ability to make simple cuts, and it is a bit difficult to make dresses, which she has not yet tried.

Because in the previous life, clothes were made of coarse cloth, and those coarse cloth clothes were worn to work in the fields. So it's not too difficult, the clothes made have to have a waist without a waist, and they have to look like nothing.