Song Lizheng's son took people to draw a line, and Song Lizheng took advantage of the time to chat with the old man Song.

The three brothers Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi, and Song Chengli were on the ground to discuss the matter of drawing a fire road and releasing the wasteland.

"Let's go home and get a sickle and draw out the fire escape first......" Song Chengzhong said, a little eager in his heart, this place has his share.

He will serve his share well, and he will be a fertile field in the future.

Song Chengyi and Song Chengli unanimously agreed, and this time the three of them thought of going together.

Just do it, and after a while, the old man Song, the three brothers of the Song family, and the Sun, Li, and Ye families all held sickles and went to the ground to mow the grass.

Even Song Qingmo also came to the strength and joined the lawn mowing army.

............

Three days later, thick gray smoke rose from the sky, and all the grass in the wasteland turned into ashes in the firelight, adding nutrients to the fields.

The wasteland of the Song family is exposed in its entirety.

At the same time, the Song family's western courtyard, including the surrounding wall, has been officially completed.

Zhou paid all the hired workers for this month, and all the hired workers withdrew from the Song family.

Song Qingmo looked at the courtyard that belonged to the three-room and couldn't wait to move in.

"Wait! The house is built and needs to be dried. Song Qingyuan persuaded.

"I know!" Song Qingmo nodded, took a shovel, and helped Song Qingyuan turn over the ground between the two courtyards and near the wall.

"Yuan'er, do you really want to plant your bamboo here?" Song Qingmo asked.

In her consciousness, since the bamboo was specially given by Mr. Yue Lin, it must be very precious.

Precious things, of course, are kept in the house, how can they be planted in the yard at will.

At least, she hadn't seen bamboo before.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "This kind of bamboo is originally grown outside, and it can't be said that it will be able to grow several small bamboos next year!" ”

She doesn't know much about bamboo, she only knows that a bamboo shoot can grow a bamboo, but she doesn't know how many bamboo shoots can grow here next year.

"Mr. Yue Lin's is kept outside." As soon as Song Qingyuan said this, Song Qingmo was silent.

What Mr. Yue Lin did must be right.

For Mr. Yue Lin, who can cultivate children, Song Qingmo is extremely admired.

The two of them turned over for half an hour, turned out a small piece of land, sprinkled the manure from the house, turned it over again, and then moved the bamboo out of the wooden pot and planted it in the middle.

Clapping his hands, Song Qingyuan stretched his waist, "It's finally done!" Good work, Mo'er! ”

"Be polite to me!" Song Qingmo smiled sweetly, "After a while, my sister and I will go to catch chickens, how many do you say is appropriate?" ”

The two hundred ducks have all entered the duck house, and the chicken pen in the old house of the Song family is empty, which is just convenient for Song Qingmo to catch chickens.

In order to repay the debt as soon as possible, Song Qingmo's chicken raising business was also put on the agenda.

Song Qingyuan thought about it, and according to the money and manpower in Song Qingmo's hand, he gave a suggestion, "I think fifty is enough." ”

Chickens are more expensive than ducks, ten wen each, and fifty is five hundred wen.

In this way, Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo sisters still have a few hundred wen left in their hands to buy wheat bran and bran.

"Hmm!" Song Qingmo nodded, she thought so too, Song Qingyuan really thought of going with her.

"This time, I'll catch fifty first, and slowly increase." Song Qingmo had her own plan in her heart.

After speaking, he ran out and found Ye and Song Qingrong to discuss catching chickens.

............

After Song Qingmo left, Song Qingyuan cleaned up the wooden basin, washed his hands, washed his face, and went back to his room to read.

It didn't take long for Erlang to push the door and come in, two pieces of paper, "Huh! He threw it in front of Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan opened, and there were two land deeds, and they were both red deeds.

One of them, a ten-acre piece of land, has the name of the Li family written on it.

Another fifty acres with her name written on it, this is the wasteland she entrusted Erlang to pick in Xiaxi Village.

The Liu family in Xiaxi Village has two long-term workers, raising pigs and looking at ten acres of land, which is too wasteful.

"Find a group of people to help pick out the stones, and leave the rest of the work of turning the ground to Liu You's family." Song Qingyuan explained.

"I know!" Erlang responded, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a wicked smile, and he took out a piece of paper from his arms.

Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, took the paper, and opened it to take a look.

It's amazing!

"Second brother, you are relying on me!" Song Qingyuan seemed to be smiling.

This piece of paper is another title deed, on which exactly fifty acres of land happens, and Erlang's name is written.

The two land deeds are a pair, and it is not difficult to see that these two pieces of land are next to each other.

Erlang stretched out two fingers and took the title deed back, "What is it to rely on, let's call it brother and sister connection, and its profits are broken." ”

"If you want to get rid of me, there is no door!" Erlang snorted, "My parent worker is free for you!" ”

Song Qingyuan knew that Erlang was talking about Liu You's two sons, and the wages of these two people were given by Erlang.

She's not short of money.

Song Qingyuan shrugged, "It's up to you!" ”

Then he said, "I'm going to the county tomorrow, do you want to go?" ”

"What are you going to do in the county?" Jiro asked.

Song Qingyuan tilted his head, "Count the days, the winter wheat is coming back soon, I'll go over and take a look." ”

When Erlang heard this, he said happily, "That's okay!" I'll take you there early tomorrow morning! It just so happened that I bought a new car and pulled you over. ”

"New car?" Song Qingyuan blinked, "Don't you have an ox cart?" How to buy it again? Song Qingyuan thought that Erlang didn't seem to need to buy an oxcart anymore.

Erlang smiled, "The donkey cart I bought this time is faster than the ox cart, and it is convenient to pull goods and hurry, so I will put the pillar first to deliver dry intestines." ”

"Another ox cart is placed in Liu You's place and used to open up wasteland." Jiro said.

Song Qingyuan nodded, it is right to distribute it this way, with cattle, Liu You and his family, it is more convenient to cultivate the land. When the land is not cultivated, it can also be used to pull goods.

It's also okay to lend it to the Li family, and the Li family in the province needs to borrow someone else's oxcart every time they make a delivery, but that's all for later.

The next day, Song Qingmo's chick was caught.

The fluffy little yellow chickens are calling each other.

Song Qingmo put them into the former third room as usual, planning to raise them for a period of time and then release them.

"I bought fifty of them, and she charged me ten pennies less!" Song Qingmo said triumphantly, "The people who sell ducks and chickens know me and know that I am a regular customer." ”

"Awesome!" Song Qingyuan praised on the side.

Song Qingmo's face was even more joyful.

Following.

Erlang rushed back to the donkey cart from Xiaxi Village, and there were dried sausages on the cart, as well as the little brother who delivered the dry sausages.

Song Qingyuan said hello to his family, got on a donkey cart, and went straight to the county.

Inside the station.

Old Man Song trembled and stood aside.

A young man pointed at Old Man Song and reprimanded, "Look at the people you introduced, you can't do any trivial things, and the clothes of adults are all washed......"

"Do you know, my family's clothes are so expensive, I can't afford to sell you!"

The more the young man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he clenched the knife in his hand, eager to stab him.