Chapter Twenty-Three: The Duck Boy and the Chicken Mother Are Different

Qian strings of teeth knocked out and blood swallowed, a stomach full of grievances and no place to complain, if she works like this, does she still need to run to the town? You can live well in Shanwo, and I heard that the second brother is doing well in Shanwo, and the couple muttered in private: "I knew earlier, it would be better to do a good job in Shanwo." ”

Before two months, Wen Jin returned a few old hens. The reason is very simple, as soon as the duckling opens its eyes in the morning, it is urgent to go to the pond, the old hen does not agree, the duck child and the mother chicken can't sing together, Wen Jin sees that the sky is also warm, and the duckling is also big, so he pays a few families.

This time, the people in the village didn't laugh at her, their words were full of envy, and they were a little jealous.

"Look at the two boys of the Qian family, there are as many eyes as a sieve, the pond, his aunt threw it for two or three years, and he didn't know how to raise a duck, these two are good, they got such a big group as soon as they came."

There are also people who count with their fingers: "Eighty ducks, eighty duck eggs a day, even if it is cheaper than eggs, two sell for three yuan, one hundred and twenty yuan a day, a month, oh my God, it is three dollars, which is more than farming." ”

"Isn't it, two little children, monkey spirits, monkey spirits, and know how to hatch eggs with old hens."

"At the beginning, an old hen was rented for two months, and I still thought people were stupid, who knew that people would toss such a large group of ducks, and the ducks are still easy to raise, and they are generally good at seeing the wind, and they will not see it for a few days, and it will be bigger."

"Well, I have a chicken in my house, and we will raise a bunch of ducks for it."

"Where do you put it?"

"In the stream."

"Well, our stream is clear to the bottom, what do ducks eat? Didn't you see the kid of the Qian family feeding the pigs? She said that pig manure raises water, and the insects and grasses in the water can grow, otherwise the ducks will not have to eat. ”

"And this argument?"

"Uh-huh."

"Why didn't the flash flood flood my family's land too?"

"Are there fewer people drowning? No one thought of raising ducks, and it took the boss's god to drain the water to farm. Yang Shanwa was lazy, so he left the pool, and Yang Qian looked at the place and cried. ”

The person who planned to raise ducks sighed: "Forget it, we don't have that ability, let's go and ask the Qian family's boy, if you want an old hen, you can earn forty yuan." ”

Wen Jin also regrets that there are too few ducks, five or six hundred square meters of water surface, there are only dozens of ducks, especially ducklings, which can only occupy a very small corner, just not enjoyable, someone holding an old hen to ask for rent, why not do it? Five chickens in one breath, bought duck eggs, and hatched.

With the previous experience, this time I am familiar with the way, and it is even easier to do. She just spread out the corn stalks in the chicken coop to dry, cleaned the inside, sprinkled lime, disinfected it, and the new chicken mother started to work.

Webster and Wen Han are happy all day long, whether they are working or studying, they seem to be full of energy. Only Wen Jin has a sense of crisis in his heart. What she did, although she looked at Xinwang, she didn't have any income for the time being, except for Shi Xiaofeng's tofu, which could have more than a dozen wen a day, but that money, compared to the cost of hiring someone to build a tofu workshop and hiring a carpenter to make a waterwheel, was simply a small thing, and the few dollars in her hand were spent in a blink of an eye.

In spring, many people go up the mountain to pick herbs, Wen Jin and Wen Han have also been there, and they were lucky enough to dig a few nests of gastrodia, which are more expensive, and others such as bupleurum and yam are hard work, and they are only a few tens of texts.

In fact, it's almost the same as rushing to the mountain, but Wen Jin has raised his heart since he sold fried fat sausages, and he feels that he is very unpleasant. Having said that, Wen Jin is not ambitious, and he tries his best to gradually develop all the resources around him.

Qian Xiancheng this time, went to a business house in another county, where people don't know his reputation, more respect for him, Qian Xiancheng is an absolute humble gentleman, to people don't say, on weekdays and serious and silent, it is difficult for people to find out the details, after three months, the owner sent a message, let him go home for two days, and gave the monthly money, 900 Wen.

Qian Xiancheng returned to his heart like an arrow all the way, spent 20 wen, and finally returned home by taking an ox cart and a donkey cart one by one.

From afar, he saw that a house had been built on the wasteland of his house, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a big shed, and the door was locked, and he looked at it through the crack of the door, like a tofu workshop: "Strange, is it possible for Wen Jin to make tofu?" ”

He looked at the pigsty next to him and said to himself, "I must have rented the wasteland to someone else." ”

Walking forward, there is his pond, where the croaking ducks are bigger than pigeons, and the green crops next to them are nearly a foot high.

It was lunchtime, and there was silence outside the village, and he did not understand how these changes had happened, so he hurried home.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled the fragrance of sprays, and when the early summer came, the weather was sunny and warm, and under the plane tree in the middle of the yard, my wife and children were setting the table.

"Uncle!" Wen Jin screamed, her eyes are always better than others.

"Daddy!" Wen Han is very happy, he is only thirteen years old, how can there be a son who doesn't want to be a father?

"Daddy, it's just right for you to come back, Uncle Dashan sent a hare today, Wen Jin is braised red, but it's fragrant."

"How can you ask for someone else's things?"

"Daddy, this is what we exchanged with him, don't worry, come and eat."

If Qian Xiancheng is the kind of person who has a lot of vision, it would be wrong, besides, he is not a person who is not serious, I saw him with a serious face: "What did you exchange with people?" ”

"Tofu."

"You two really opened a tofu shop?" Qian Xiancheng almost didn't jump up, his son and nephew, how old are they, they are self-taught, can they know so many things?

"Where, second uncle, you sit down first, and listen to us."

Qian Xiancheng held the bowl, listened to Wen Jin say a few words briefly, and frowned: "If you don't want to repay your kindness, you shouldn't take the Shi family's tofu." ”

"Second uncle, we are not gracious, we are cooperative, I help Shi Xiaofeng, Shi Xiaofeng repays me, this is called mutual benefit, otherwise, his grandfather is not watched, and he can't make tofu, now, we send food and water to his family every day to take care of Uncle Shi, and also help make tofu, he has money to earn, life is better, we are also better, in case we can't sell out of tofu, we still have food to eat, no one owes anyone."

"Daddy, Shi Xiaofeng's tofu can't be sold, sometimes he gives it to Uncle Shan's family, Uncle Dashan hits rabbits and sends them to our family, Wen Jin is ready, and the Shi family also eats it. I have already sent it to Grandpa Shi just now, and his old man can walk now, and I am only responsible for delivering food. ”

Qian Xiancheng heard it in a fog, this kind of life was completely different from his thoughts, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say that it was wrong.

"Let's eat, his father, the child has done something, nothing is sorry for people, on the contrary, the people who deal with him have all benefited, and no one said that they suffered, I thought about it, so I will rely on them."

Qian Xiancheng lowered his head and didn't say anything, after he started eating, he didn't say anything, because he was completely confused by the aroma of the food, even if he was brainwashed, his sense of taste was not dull, and his instinct to eat was not dull.

After eating, Wen Jin went to feed the pigs, Wei boiled the cauldron of water, Wen Han helped his father rub his back, Qian Xiancheng changed into his wife's new white clothes and pants, although it was coarse cloth, but he was white and elegant, and he looked quite handsome, Wei secretly glanced twice, blushing and lowering his head.

Wen Han took out a small notebook from the room and discussed it with his father.

Since Wen Jin said that she learned this and that skill from books, Wen Han has become more and more bold in reading books, and now, it is almost not quietly.

Qian Xiancheng looked at his son in surprise, but he didn't expect his son to suddenly ask such a profound and sharp question. He couldn't answer.

Wen Han asked one question after another, and seeing that his father rarely spoke, his voice slowly lowered.

Yes, his father couldn't even pass the show, how could it be such a difficult question?

Subsequently, he poured out hope again, his father, who had passed the county exam and the government exam, was the last college exam, and he didn't pass the exam three times. That year, the third uncle passed the first time he participated, which made his father and uncle depressed, and now the uncle is still making persistent efforts, and his father has given up his studies.

So can he, like the third uncle, pass by in one fell swoop?

Thinking of this, Qian Wenhan was careful, fluttering and jumping very urgently, if the news was true, he could go to the Xiucai test, it would be great.

Wen Jin fell in love with the Yang family at that time, because the distance between the land and the home was relatively close, and it was not very far from the stream.

Carrying a load of pig food, a bucket to feed three big pigs, and a bucket to feed five small piglets, watching them rush to eat, Wen Jin was very happy in his heart.

The alfalfa has grown to half a foot high, every time she is in the middle of feeding, she will cut a basket to feed the pigs, the effect is obvious, just bought a few piglets, rubbing the ground to grow, the three big pigs can not see clearly, but their bellies will be round in a few days, this is the proof.

Wen Jin hired someone to cut down mangosteen, made a trough, and drew the water from the pond to water the rice fields and alfalfa fields, and then brought in the water from the stream to replenish the water in the pond, so that the pond did not become a stinky ditch, and everything was in a virtuous cycle within her control.

After finishing his work, Wen Jin returned home and saw that the second uncle's hair was not coiled, tied on the top of his head, and his long half-dried hair was scattered from the back of his head to his back, and he was wearing well-fitting white clothes and pants, looking elegant and amiable.

No wonder Wei Xiucai fell in love with the blind date back then. Coupled with the sour energy of the second uncle, he must have the same smell as him, and you can know what kind of person her father is from Webster.