Etiquette is still exchanged, the ancestor and Mu Lingshu talked to her kindly, she is always not aggressive, and said unhurriedly, "My granddaughter thinks it is very good to farm in this barren mountain, and now I also have servants to work, so I am not tired." Uncle is in charge of everything, there are so many things, this little thing will not trouble the uncle. ”

The old ancestor continued to be kind and seductive, "If there is any trouble in your own family, you can rest assured, I will go and tell your uncle, he will definitely agree and will help you take good care of it." ”

"I'm not afraid that my uncle will not be dissatisfied, but I am still busy with this little work in my second room, so I won't be troublesome, and now that the wheat has been harvested, there is nothing to do."

"There's nothing to do, the wheat is harvested, you can't thresh, dry, or put it into the warehouse. You are still too young, you haven't done these jobs before, you don't understand at first glance, your uncle is the best at farming, let him help you plant, and the yield will definitely increase. ”

"Then when I plant again next year, I will ask my uncle for advice."

"You don't have to wait for next year, you can do it now, and there is a lot to say about this threshing."

"It's been threshed."

"The drying is also particular, but it's not just a random place to lift it up."

"I think I'm pretty good at it."

"Warehousing, warehousing, you have no place here, besides, anyone can come up to this barren mountain, uneasy, so much grain will be stolen, it just so happens that Mufu has enough storage warehouses, you can use one, change the Ming I will let people help you send all the dried wheat over."

"I've got a place to store it, absolutely safe."

Sent to the warehouse of Mufu, it is not a sheep into the tiger's mouth, meat buns beat dogs, there is no return.

Do I seem so stupid to dream about taking my year's harvest for myself in a few words!

Not to mention the warehouse of Mufu, even the warehouse of the official mansion may not be safe, if you accidentally burn out a fire, how can you not say anything, you can also carry it without mold, take it and use it at any time, convenient, fast and weightless.

"You can't eat so much wheat, you have to sell it sooner or later, I have my own grain store in Mufu, transport it to my own store, and let your uncle help you sell it, so you don't have to run back."

"I don't plan to sell it for the time being, ancestor, you have also seen that there are a lot of mouths on my barren mountain now that I open my mouth to eat, maybe more in the future, I don't know if it's enough to eat!"

"If I want to sell, Uncle will definitely be the first thing I think. Maybe you have to buy it, and when the time comes, you will definitely think of the uncle first, and the fertilizer and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders, I understand. ”

The old ancestor was almost impatient with Mu Lingshu's soft knife, she was an elder who said so, and Mu Lingshu was still so unkind.

Angry with her, angry with her.

If the soft one doesn't work, prepare to come to the hard one, and the ancestor was just about to show her face when she heard a quarrel outside, and she could vaguely hear the words wheat, grain, and grab.

Didn't Mo fight outside?

Mu Lingshu and the old ancestor pushed open the door and walked out, Mu Lingshu shouted, "Stop, stop." The scene froze.

Mu Lingshu walked down quickly, Ling Xiaoqi and the others all stood behind Mu Lingshu, Su Mei also helped the old ancestor down, and the people in the Mu Mansion led by her also stood behind the old ancestor.

The two sides automatically divided the Chu River and Han realms, needless to say, Mu Lingshu could guess a rough idea at a glance.

Li Dazhuang came to Mu Lingshu before, according to the agreement, half of the harvest of the mu of wheat planted by the Li family should be Mu Lingshu's, and he came to ask when it could be delivered.

Mu Lingshu doesn't need them to dry or grind them into flour, anyway, she also wants to dry, it doesn't matter if it's a little more, so she told him that as long as it's harvested, you can send it over, you can send it at any time, and you can send it when you have to be free.

Li Laohan didn't want to owe others, he would be a little more worried when he put it here, and he had to think about it, so he came with his son to send it to Mu Lingshu as soon as he finished harvesting.

Who knows if he wanted to choose the worst time, the most inappropriate time.

Mu Lingshu and Nuan Xue in this matter, Qin Jiu and they said hello, if she was no longer there, let them help collect half of the harvest sent by Li Laohan, hearing Li Laohan's voice, Nuan Xue knew what he was going to do, but it was too late to stop it.

Li Laohan parked the car outside the bamboo house and shouted inside, "Mu Sanniang, we are here to bring you wheat, is anyone there?" ”

As soon as he heard the wheat, Mu Chengchuan took the brunt of running out, Li Laohan was knocked to the ground, and before he could react to what happened, some servants from Mu Mansion watched their masters go out and ran out with them.

Seeing that Li Laohan was knocked down, Nuan Xue and they couldn't remain indifferent, and they all ran out, some to help Li Laohan, and some to confront Mu Fu.

The people led by Mu Chengchuan wanted to grab the wheat, Ling Xiaoqi took the lead to protect the wheat, and Li Dazhuang, who didn't know why, also tightly guarded the grain, and the two sides caused a scuffle because of the arrival of this cart of wheat, and it was not suspended until Mu Lingshu and the ancestor came out.

Li Laohan looked at the wheat scattered all over the ground in the scramble, sat on the ground, trembled his hands, held the wheat mixed with soil, and poured tears of regret, regret, and hate

"O iniquity, iniquity, my wheat! Food, it's all food! How many meals can you eat! ”

The people regard food as their heaven, and food is their life. This trampled on an unknown number of grains, every foot is like stepping on the tip of his heart, do not plant the land does not know the hard work, this every grain they want to be able to break in half to eat, every grain as a treasure as a cherished thing, but was trampled so ruthlessly.

It is a sin to waste food, looking at these grains that he is facing the loess and being watered by the sky, a drop of sweat and a drop of sweat, Li Laohan, who has lived for most of his life and encountered many difficult things, has never cried, but he has not held back his old tears when he looks at these grains.

Seeing him like this, many people don't feel good in their hearts, Mu Lingshu can understand Li Laohan, and she will be angry if she were different.

Mu Lingshu asked Li Dazhuang to help his father up first, comfort him and relax first, he would return him justice.

Mu Lingshu looked at Mu Chengchuan, did not hide the hostility in her eyes at all, and asked, "How harsh is Mu Fu to the third uncle, he didn't even give the third uncle food, and asked you to grab the food yourself." Or is it that today's Mu Mansion has fallen so much that it needs to make a living from robbery. ”

"Presumptuous, I am your elder, you dare to talk to me like this. Isn't it just sprinkled with some wheat, what's the big deal? ”

"It's really not a big deal for the third uncle, it's not enough for you to go out for a meal."

You are a pampered young master, naturally you don't know what it means, plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

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