In one afternoon, how much land can Ansu do?

In fact, the entire summer planting is coming to an end, and there are not a few acres of land left in the village

Ansu has done a total of nine and a half acres, which can be said to have rounded up the summer planting.

A total of 100 points were credited......

Breaking the all-time record, which also includes certain bonus credits.

Ansu finished his work and went home comfortably under the eyes of the village chief looking at the ghosts.

It turned out that the young man next to Ansu was delayed by Ansu in the afternoon, and only finished the half acre of land.

It's so sour, he also wants to score 100 points.

Ansu didn't know about this, and he didn't say anything about it.

She didn't touch his ground!

Actually, Ansu didn't have to be a monster, and she didn't have to do her best.

I'm afraid of scaring this group of people.

The matter of recording 100 points of work was like news, and it spread explosively in the village, and the family no longer had to work, and the old lady who cleaned up and washed the clothes of several children every day also knew about it.

She remembered what she had said before Ansu went to work in the morning, asking her to do my share of the meal.

In fact, pork is ten pounds, and the lunch meal is only twenty cents.

Ansu not only did the work out, but also overfulfilled the task.

The old lady didn't speak when she saw Ansu all night.

Excuse me? (????)?

Ansu returned home, and one of them surrounded his second dog.

The second dog's hands were green, and his body was also covered with blades of grass.

Seeing him like this, Ansu directly pulled him to the side of the well and forcibly pressed his hands.

"Mother, I cut the grass today and recorded a centimeter!" Ergoudan was gently washed by his mother, and he felt that the stars in the whole sky were revolving around him, a little fluttering.

"Awesome!" Ansu touched the little child's little head and praised it heartily.

"Hehe, I'll be able to help my mother work in the future." The second dog surrounded Ansu and showed a very sensible look.

"Who made you work!" Ansu changed his words and looked at the bear child fiercely, "Go and write your homework!" ”

"Mother, I'm done." The little kid has never seen his mother so fierce, and he is a little uncomfortable, and he has become aggrieved from being in high spirits in a second.

"Write it again!" Ansu commanded naturally.

Your mom asked you to do your homework, and you have to do your homework if you don't have it!

Today the wood is more slag (red) the same world, the same mother.

Nothing is clear (Huang) I didn't expect that even the cold anchor became a mother, and it was inevitable that it would become like this.

If your mom thinks you haven't finished your homework, then you haven't finished it.

Durian Xiaolian (red) Don't explain, don't quibble, go and do your homework.

The little kid is still very obedient, just write, the sky is already very dark, but it is not yet dark, Ansu is still very luxurious to light the lamp for his child.

Writing homework in dim light is not good for the eyes.

The concubines looked at the lights that turned on before dark, and they snorted and stared.

Who is so extravagant and lights the lamp so early?

A child is just doing his homework, so can't he move a small bench outside to write?

If it was usual, I would have scolded a long time ago, but I didn't dare to speak today, and Linghua did 100 points of work today.

Oh my God, people have paid out all the electricity bills for a year in one afternoon.

Several people lined up to wash at the same well when they came back from the field, and Ansu went into the kitchen after washing.

Ansu is still cooking tonight, but there are not many ingredients available in the kitchen, and it is not suitable for people who are tired for a day to eat sweet potatoes.

Because of the tragedy that happened in the morning, the old lady watched while Ansu was cooking.

She still didn't speak, she couldn't say anything about praising her daughter-in-law, and scolded her daughter-in-law for her face hurting.

Ansu looked at the old lady with a smile and didn't touch the sweet potatoes, let alone the idea of beating her bacon.

Because she saw that there was half a bag of noodles in the bag.

Hand-rolled dough! It's delicious and hungry, just right for people who have worked all day.

Ansu took out half a pot of flour, made the dough very skillfully, kneaded the dough until it was tendoned, rolled it into a large round cake, and then cut it into thin strips.

Under the gaze of the old lady, Ansu blatantly took out seven eggs, and fried them into golden tiger skin eggs on both sides after putting them into the oil pan.

Once the golden omelette is formed, add water to the pan and bring the water to a boil before adding the noodles.

Just add the right amount of salt and chicken essence to make it delicious!

Oh! No essence of chicken!

Ansu looked at the only spice salt on the stove, a little regretful, but still only put salt, there is no point in wasting 100 credits to buy a bottle of chicken essence for a stingy old lady.

This kind of thing can be bought on the street tomorrow morning.

"It smells so good!" The original owner's sister-in-law quickly walked out of the room, looking at a large pot of egg noodles, salivating.

Especially the golden oil flower and the fried egg.

She also glanced at her mother-in-law strangely, the old lady is so generous today?

That's right, after all, Linghua can even do a good job of directly fried a pound of pork in the morning, and only uses a few eggs for dinner, so I guess she thinks she does a good job.

This time it was different from the usual sister-in-law and sister who were busy serving rice to my uncle, and Ansu rolled a lot of noodles, but he couldn't stand the family to eat, and in the end, the food was clean, and the noodles were served for the second time.

At noon, the heroine didn't come out to eat because she was angry, but she came out at night for some reason.

But looking at Ansu, there was also disdain written in his eyes.

Well, she ate half a bowl of noodles.

Usually, the heroine can eat two bites at home.

In fact, this is very easy to understand, the heroine is from modern times, she is used to eating fine food, and there are snacks that taste so good that they explode, how can she eat this coarse tea and light rice?

After the family finished eating, the son was excited to show Ansu the homework he had written for the second time.

"It's ugly." Ansu ruthlessly slaps his son.

The conditions are limited, whether the pencil used for writing is still a pencil for paper rolls, and the eraser is even more unlikely to exist.

So Ergoudan made a mistake, so he rubbed it a few times with his finger or pencil tip to rub it into a black ball, and then wrote new words on it.

"Mom, I've written this for the second time, so write it faster, Mom, look, I wrote it better the first time." Ergoudan opened the previous page of the homework book, and the handwriting on it was much more neat than this page.

But those black traces are indelible.

"Okay, mom will go to the market to buy you an eraser."

"No need Mom, there are classmates in our class, I'll borrow his ...... tomorrow"

"No way!" Ansu's categorical refusal is obviously something she can do with a gesture, why do she want to let her child open her mouth to borrow someone else's?

What other people have, her son should have.

Only the son of the village chief has an eraser, and dozens of children in a class borrow it.

Ansu is now more clear about finding an opportunity to hit the streets.

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