Chapter 91: It's better to be a daughter

Seeing Jiang Zhimian come out, everyone became excited.

"Mianmian, can we go back? I haven't fed the pigs at night! Sister Li asked.

Jiang Zhimian nodded, and was a little puzzled, "Aunt Li, when it wasn't dark yet, didn't you just finish your work?" Why haven't you left yet? ”

Sister Li looked serious, "You didn't let me go." ”

The dealer who paid the wages didn't speak, where did she dare to go?

Jiang Zhimian couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing that everyone is like this, I have to set another rule.

"In the future, as long as the things I arranged are done, you can go home and do your own work, or if you suddenly have something, you can also go to your own work first, and ask others to help you do it."

In a small workshop, if you can complete the work, the most important thing is that the atmosphere is harmonious.

It's not interesting to engage in so many clauses.

When they heard this, they all rejoiced, and went home in groups.

Jiang Zhimian didn't hand over much work to them, and he could complete it for an hour every day, and the rest of the time, he could go home to feed the chickens and pigs, and cook in the field.

It is equivalent to making money without delaying the original farm work and housework.

Rounding it up is picking up silver for nothing!

Mom, it's so good!

When everyone is almost gone, Zhu Ruyi's dinner will be ready.

Stir-fried wild vegetables with bacon, plus a large pot of corn ballast and sorghum porridge, it is simply fragrant.

Liu Qiao'er sat on the position closest to the bacon fried wild vegetables, with her hands on her waist, "Oh, I'm tired, mother, it turns out that teaching others to work is so hard, give me a chest and a back, I can eat three bowls tonight!" ”

Mrs. Jiang glared at her and sneered, "Look at your ability, it's embarrassing to do such a little work, Ruyi has stood on the edge of the iron pot for a day, tired and hot, and ran to cook dinner, are people silent?" ”

"I ...... Isn't it a waste of my eyes in this job? Liu Qiao'er argued in a low voice.

Mrs. Jiang asked again, "Waste your eyes, what's the matter with your stomach, do you pick it with your belly button?" ”

"Ahem," Old Man Jiang knocked on the dry tobacco pouch, "Okay, let's not say a word, now the big guys are all working in our house, don't let them look at the jokes at home." ”

After a pause, he added, "Let's eat, bacon has to be eaten while it's hot." ”

Mrs. Jiang gave up and began to divide the meat.

As usual, Jiang Zhimian has the most, but no one has an opinion.

Even Liu Qiaoer, who is always small-bellied, agrees with both hands and feet.

If it weren't for Jiang Zhimian, where would she get so much silver and still eat fried bacon?

I couldn't help but feel a little envious of Jiang Laosan in my heart.

He has such a daughter in the family, and she is so promising.

If only her belly was more competitive, she could have a daughter.

Not to mention that you have to be as powerful as Jiang Zhimian, half of it will be done!

Thinking about this matter in her heart, when she returned to the house at night, Liu Qiaoer restlessly went to unbutton Jiang Er's horse coat.

Jiang Lao Er was shocked, "What are you doing, it's a big night, hurry up and go to bed, the two babies have to go to private school tomorrow morning, what should I do if I wake up." ”

Liu Qiao'er laughed, "Then let's be quiet, in charge, I've thought about it, let's take advantage of our youth and have some silver on hand, how about another one?" Bear you a girl! ”

"Why did you figure it out, didn't you always say that your daughter was bad?" Jiang Lao Er asked curiously.

"Of course my daughter is good, look at the third child, with Mianmian, I will wait to enjoy happiness in the future, how good!" Liu Qiaoer said.