Knowing that his little cousin is a short-term protector, and he hates men bullying women the most, Han Yuxiao is very obedient and low, and he doesn't forget to hack his little cousin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Han Yurong is small, but Han Yongfang and his wife are doing business in the county, and they have taken her with them for a long time, and they have seen more people and things, but they are very clever, and they immediately heard that the problem was coming, and immediately widened their eyes angrily, "How can there be, obviously what Yurong said is just as powerful." ”

Han Yu Xiaoli was stupid, "Yes, could it be that we heard it wrong?" ”

Han Yurong nodded angrily, "You must have heard it wrong." ”

Han Yuxiao pretended to pat his forehead, "Let's just say it, how could our smart little cousin say such a ridiculous thing." ”

After all, she was young, and Han Yurong really didn't find out Han Yuxiao's ulterior motives this time, so she immediately raised her little head and said proudly, "That's it." ”

Seeing that the little brother had misheard, and that he was smart, the little guy decided to forgive them.

Seeing that the little guy had forgotten everything about the past and played with the two of them again, Han Chuxue smiled dumbly, in two years, Han Yuxiao, this kid has not only grown in size, but also in his heart.

That's right, two years have passed all of a sudden, and in the past two years, not only the career of the Han family has developed steadily, but the Yushu brothers have made steady progress in their studies, and the scene of Xiatang Village has also become better and better.

Stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of corn from the basket, tore his ** clothes and looked at it, and was very satisfied with the cold and early snow.

"Grandpa, village chief, it seems that this time the autumn corn is also harvested."

The two old men nodded happily, with the empirical evidence of spring corn, they already knew that the yield of this corn was really the same as what the Yongbo family said, but it was not lower than rice, even if it was only one acre of land, this stubble of autumn corn could also harvest a few stones of grain, plus the autumn harvest of grain, how could it survive this winter, and after the corn was harvested, they could continue to plant winter wheat, so that they could harvest a crop of grain after the spring, and when the grain was eaten, the rice could be harvested again, so that there was really no need to worry about running out of food.

And the village can have such a good harvest, all thanks to the Han family.

The village chief said sincerely, "Chuxue girl, the village is all thanks to your family today, and after the autumn corn is harvested, the village must set up a few tables, thank you well." ”

Han Chuxue hurriedly smiled and said, "Village Chief, this is the result of everyone's joint efforts, how can it all be the credit of our family." ”

The village chief shook his head and said, "These were originally wasteland, if it weren't for the fact that your family brought back so much fertilizer, or if the big guys worked hard, this land would not be what it is now, and the corn in these two crops would not have grown so well." ”

The village chief does not deny that in order to plant these lands, the villagers are not lazy and treacherous, but some things can not be solved by just one diligence, such as the soil quality of this land, although the big guy is working hard to open up the wasteland and compost, but there is no money in hand to buy fertilizer, just rely on their own savings, in addition to this land, the field is also to fertilize, so it is also extremely limited, if it is not for the Han family in the past two years to continue to pull back bean dregs, peanut dregs or something to the villagers as fertilizer piled in the ground, It is simply not possible that these wastelands have changed so much in less than two years.

Han Chuxue said with a smile, "Village Chief, those things are the scum left over from our family's tofu making and oil extraction, and they are useless, if they are not used in the village, they will only be discarded, and they are nothing at all." ”

The village chief glared at her, "You are really old and confused to be the village chief, if your family does those things in this village, it is naturally nothing, but those things were brought back by you from Kaiyang, can this still be said to be nothing?" ”

Those scum don't need money, it's useless, but what about the carriage that pulls the bean dregs?

Horses don't have to eat feed? Don't be paid for the people who drive the car?

Cold and early snow......

Well, she was speechless.

As for the bean shop and the raw materials needed to squeeze peanut oil - soybeans and peanuts, they all rely on the farms in Kaiyang, and the bean stores are in Kaiyang, so naturally they can only make all kinds of soy products over there, and the place on the farm side is large, and the peanut oil is also squeezed there, so the bean dregs and peanut dregs can only be pulled back from there.

Originally, Han Chuxue didn't think about such trouble, but he saw that the villagers had worked hard for a while, but the land did not improve, and he couldn't bear it, so he proposed to Daddy Han that the leftover bean dregs and other bean dregs from the mulberry garden of the farm be transported back to the village to be used as fertilizer for the villagers to nourish the land.

Han Daddy had enough of the lack of fertility in the field, and naturally raised his hands in favor of the little girl's suggestion, so when the soybeans were ripe in the second year, the bean shop was officially opened in Kaiyang, and the bean dregs were first supplied to Qifeng Farm and Mulberry Garden, and the rest was sent to the village.

And that year, the villagers did not plant anything else at the suggestion of the grandfather, but all the soybeans planted before the Han family to raise the land, after the soybean harvest, Yushu discussed with the Yue family, opened a tofu shop, and collected all the beans of the villagers, and the bean dregs were sent back by the village, and Xiatang Village collectively raised pigs, and pig manure was poured into the newly opened fields.

So with the help of the Han family, with the joint efforts of all the people in the village, these barren fields were finally raised after more than a year, so this year the Han family provided seeds of spring corn, and also taught the villagers how to plant, and the bumper harvest of spring corn also greatly encouraged the villagers, and seized the time to prepare the land and plant autumn corn.

Originally, the time of spring corn harvest and the time of autumn corn planting are somewhat conflicting, but if there is no guarantee of three crops of grain a year, some villagers only get one acre of land, there will be the possibility of running out of grain, and in the end, Han Chuxue thought of a way, not waiting for the spring corn elders to collect, and then the Han family paid to collect these corn, so that the villagers have money to buy grain.

As for the tender corn received at home, it was sent to the tofu shop in the town and county to sell boiled tender corn, but I didn't want no one to grow corn here, and the tender corn was sweet and delicious after cooking.

With this experience, there is no need for the Han family to collect it in the future, and the villagers themselves can take it and sell it, which is undoubtedly another way for the villagers to find a way to make money, and it is no wonder that the village chief is so grateful to the Han family.

The grandfather saw that the village chief was stubborn, so he smiled and played a round game, constantly making eyes in the cold and early snow, and asked her to respond to the village chief's kindness, anyway, now the village wants grain and grain, meat and meat, and vegetables and vegetables, and there is no need to go out to buy it at all, and this banquet will not cause much burden to the villagers.

Han Chuxue understood what the grandfather meant, so she also smiled and agreed, but because the father followed the caravan to the north again, she suggested that it would be better to wait for the autumn tax to be paid, and then the whole village would celebrate this year's harvest together, so that the villagers who had been busy all year long could relax and relax.

The village chief gladly accepted this suggestion.

It's been another busy day, so I'm only updating now. (To be continued.) )

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