The workshop was also disbanded, and the Zhou family was really idle.

Zhou Ziyi tinkered with how to cook at home every day, and took advantage of this kung fu to feed the tomatoes, save the tomato seeds, and began to germinate.

I don't know if it's because the weather is very hot now, but the buds really came out.

Zhou Ziyi was very happy, so she found a place in the yard to plant the buds carefully, and these may also become the ancestors of Daming tomatoes in the future.

In this way, more than half a month passed, and the ancient well in the village began to run out of water.

The well that Zhou Ziyi drilled for the village also came in handy. Every morning, you can see people carrying burdens creaking to carry water to their homes.

When Zhou Ziyi followed Zhou Changcun to the field and came back, he happened to pass by and saw a long queue by the well as usual.

Seeing the father and daughter coming, everyone politely greeted Zhou Changcun before saying. "Changcun, you came just in time. Thanks to this well, we wouldn't have even had a place to drink. ”

When has Zhou Changcun ever been welcomed in such a queue? Immediately, he waved his hand a little embarrassed, "Where?" It's all from a village! ”

As he was talking, Er Laizi also came out with a burden. But he didn't come here, but still went to the side of Gujing.

Someone shouted, "Leper, come here?" The well is deep and full of water. ”

"No!" The leper shook his head and walked away slowly.

Zhou Ziyi remembered what Er Laizi said at her house that day, and she didn't say anything, so she let him go.

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The last batch of corn in the village was harvested, and most of the people did not receive anything. Later, two hundred catties per acre of land is considered a lot.

The acres of wasteland in Zhou Laohan's house also collected more than 600 catties, which was due to Zhou Laohan's daily watering.

But there are still potatoes to rely on at other people's homes, and Zhou Laohan only has a few potatoes at home.

When the two of them passed, they happened to see Zhou Laohan carrying corn home. In the past six months, Zhou Laohan has become darker and thinner than before.

Zhou Changcun moved his feet and wanted to go up to help, but when he saw Zhao and Zhou Ziwen following behind him, he finally stopped.

Zhao's face was as dark as ever, and he scolded as soon as he came up. "God really doesn't have long eyes, people who don't want their own mothers with black hearts and lungs can live better and better."

Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but roll her eyes, if you say so, God is really too long-eyed, isn't Zhou Changquan's bad guy accepted by God?

It's just that before Zhou Ziyi could speak, Zhou Laohan had already directly scolded her.

"Okay, I can't stop you from working, if you have the energy, don't eat at night!"

Zhao closed his mouth at this time, and called Zhou Ziwen behind him, "Take less, don't be tired." ”

Zhou Ziwen didn't say anything, took some for himself, and walked forward. But the last time I was beaten, it seemed to have left some sequelae, my legs and feet were a little lame, and I didn't speak when I followed behind.

When they were far away, Zhou Changcun sighed faintly, "The pension money we promised before, why don't we give them now, anyway, we have to give it." Let them go and buy some food so that they can make ends meet. ”

Zhou Ziyi shook her head, "Still don't, Dad." Now they still have food, and if you give money, they won't necessarily buy food, they won't have to spend it. It's better to wait for them to run out of food, and then we'll give it to them. ”

The icing on the cake is good, but it's even better to send charcoal in the snow!