Xiaobao nodded very obediently.

"Well, I'll listen to Grandma Han very much."

"That's good, mom will go back, if it rains for a while, she won't be able to go back."

He Qing's words made Xiaobao nod uncontrollably, indicating that he understood.

He Qing finally reluctantly touched Xiaobao's head, and finally left.

"Are you crying?" Han Yu looked at Xiaobao and looked straight at the back of He Qing leaving, and there were tears oozing out of his eyes, but Xiaobao was very stubborn and refused to admit it.

Reaching out to wipe the tears in his eyes, Xiaobao didn't look at Han Yu's eyes: "How could I cry, I'm a dignified man." ”

Xiaobao's voice was a little unconsciously milky, it sounded delicate and soft, not like a boy's voice at all, no wonder someone said that he was a girl, Han Yu thought so in his heart.

But his mouth was very flattering: "Yes, yes, what you said is right, you didn't cry, you are a man, the first man in the world, okay?" ”

"Hmph, I am."

"Yes, yes, you are."

"......" I don't know why Xiaobao didn't feel a little happy in his heart when he heard such words, but he felt like a child, and then he was coaxed by Han Yu.

Han Yu was already surprised when he looked at Xiaobao's depressed expression that he didn't know why, he smiled and said, "Okay, are you going to stand at the door with these clothes all the time?" ”

"Nope."

"That's not going in yet." Han Yu pushed Xiaobao, his strength was not very strong, but he let Xiaobao know that he was going inside.

He Qing still had a lot to do when he got home, although it was almost dark.

The first thing is to feed the chickens, and then to clean up the yard, because when the masters leave, they really just leave, and some of the things in it have to be put away.

Because it's easy to throw away everything now, and the same goes for these farm tools, and if it rains tonight, maybe these good things will rust tomorrow.

The yard also needs to be cleaned, and when it rains, a lot of dirt and leaves stick to the bluestone slabs laid in the yard, so it will be difficult to clean it.

After doing all this, I have to wait for Zhao Xiaogu to cook a dish or something after the rice is ready.

During this time, not only Xiaobao's mouth was raised, but even Xiaogu was like this.

"What are we going to eat tonight?" As soon as He Qing finished washing his hands, Zhao Xiaogu hurried to make a fire for He Qing.

"How's it going?" Zhao Xiaogu asked while lighting the fire for He Qing.

"Good, I think it's good." Is this the right heat? Zhao Xiaogu actually meant this.

There are only two people in the family to eat, and He Qing doesn't want to make any particularly sumptuous dishes, just eat some small green vegetables for the two of them, and Zhao Xiaogu has no opinion on this.

"Sister, you don't think I'm too stingy, do you?"

"No, isn't this what I usually call thrift? Besides, this little green vegetable will bloom if you don't eat it, and you won't have to eat it then. ”

"That's good, if you want something good, just tell me, I'll get it."

"I'm not the gluttonous kind of person." Zhao Xiaogu waved her hand and continued to look at the fire, her face flushing under the reflection of the firelight.

He Qing couldn't believe this, but he still didn't debunk Zhao Xiaogu, and a vegetarian dish was quickly ready.

The two women couldn't eat much, so He Qing took out a sweet potato from the cellar tonight to make sweet potato porridge, and it was still early after dinner, did He Qing have the habit of carrying a bench to the house of someone who has a TV in the village to watch TV.

So she still lit the lamp and took out the book that Zhao Ze taught her to write before.

Writing the words that Zhao Zhi taught her, He Qing was thinking about how many more people they needed here after receiving the full payment this time, and it seemed that the house that Zhao Ze asked the master to repair seemed to be a little bigger, but now it seems that it is still a little insufficient.

Because Zhao Xue will be very busy next, after the things in City B are delivered, there are also old customers in City A before, and the returning customers will ask for some new goods, so Zhao Xue and they will definitely be very hard to prepare again.

Then only then will the two of them relax a little.

That is to recruit more people, generally let them make nitrate cream at home, and some people follow Zhao Xue to sell nitrate cream in coastal cities, so that their chain can be connected and they can make more money.

But if Zhao Xue is not there, such an arrangement seems to be just an arrangement, mainly because there is no place for people to live in the house.

But if there are any houses in their village that are empty, they can rent their houses, which doesn't seem to necessarily have to live in their house, and it doesn't cost much.

Now the houses are all mud houses, how much can I charge for renting out?

It doesn't recycle much money, and there must be people in the village who have empty houses, because some people find that there is no profit to do after two months of nitrate, so it is better to go outside to work for others, so there are a lot of left-behind elderly and children in the village.

There are also big empty houses, these houses can be used, but He Qingyi clapped his hands and stood up from the edge of the bed.

"I'll do this, maybe I'll be ready when Zhao Xue comes back." He Qing felt that this was really a good idea, but in his heart, he had already begun to think about the money in his hand and how to recruit more people.

I even began to wonder who in the village had an empty house to rent.

It's just that after paying this money, their family really has no money, and they don't even have the money to do a living for Shi Dazhuang.

It's really going to be a dead deal.

He Qing thought about it, let's try it, if you really don't want to, you can apply for a loan with the cooperative.

He Qing thought like this, but in the end, the main reason was that it was really raining, and the rain was quite heavy at the beginning.

After that, it was all drizzling, and I don't know when it will stop.

At this time, there is usually a popular saying - the smoke and rain enter the south of the Yangtze River, and the quilt does not dry.

He Qing could feel the damp moisture on his face every night when he went to sleep, and his hair was also wet, sticking together, combed and sticking together, I really didn't know what to do.

I slept until I was sore, and if He Qing planted the land, the sweet potatoes had already been planted at this time.

But she didn't, mainly because if the two of them were busy in the future, there would be no one to dig sweet potatoes.