Chapter 352: Letter from the Heroine
Among the twenty cars, there were actually ten given by the Jiang family, even if Ding Xuewei had already made preparations, he was still shocked by this result.
The action of turning over the small burden paused, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at Chen An with a gaze full of surprise.
โยทยทยท You guys, aren't you very familiar? Chen An noticed that her gaze was wrong, and asked.
Ding Xue nodded slightly: "Not very familiar." โ
Not very familiar?
Not very cooked.
The exact same words explain two meanings.
Chen An meant that they were very familiar, and Ding Xuewei meant that they were not familiar.
"This~"
Chen An didn't know what to do.
"Since the things have been delivered, let's just accept them, and return some more gifts in return." Old man Ding withdrew the complicated gaze that fell on Ding Xuewei's face.
Everything is in front of you.,Don't accept it.,It's really not good.,Come again.,Things that make the heroine unhappy.,But don't do it.ใ
Glancing at Old Man Ding, she quickly opened the package.
The texture of the items in the baggage made her suspect that it was a letter.
Sure enough, the fluttering burden was opened by several letters, one for An Ping, one for their sisters, and the other for the old man of the Jiang family to Old Man Ding.
Handing out the one given to Old Man Ding, Ding Xue couldn't wait to open the one she could read.
The font in the letter is obvious, a kind of immature and shallow, a vigorous and self-contained style.
This is a letter written by the little girl of Fu Niu, and many words in the middle are filled in the blanks because they don't know them.
At a glance and ten lines, Ding Xue read quickly, and gave the answer that the crossword was her grandfather after telling that she missed her daily life in a disorderly manner.
Raising his head again, Old Man Ding had already folded the letter.
Thinking about the cute and loving words in the letter, Ding Xuewei handed out the letter.
Old man Ding originally wanted to go back and show her the letter in his hand again, but when he saw the letter she handed over, he thought for a moment and gave the envelope in his hand.
Compared with Fu Niu's little girl's disorganized method, Mr. Jiang's letter is much more meaningful.
He first greeted the Ding family's health and well-being, and then talked about the coastal situation, and then his family intended to send the boy to the official school in Fucheng, and he didn't know whether it was appropriate or not to inquire about the topic.
Jiang Lao did not mention the fact that he sent ten truckloads of dry goods to the Ding family, but he showed this gift as reasonable.
Their family wants to send their children to school in Fucheng, but there are no acquaintances here, if they can, please take care of the Ding family.
According to Jiang Lao, the Ding family doesn't need to return the gift.
The top priority is not to discuss whether to give the Jiang family a return gift, but to have people unload the goods.
Glancing at Old Man Ding, Old Man Ding said to Chen An dryly.
"It's really inconvenient for my family to go to the beach, and now the situation is really tight on food, so it's disrespectful."
Old man Ding bowed to Chen An and the others, and Chen An and the others' faces turned and they all returned the salute.
One look, Ding Xue is a gift.
Old man Ding's age, he bowed, even if he was kind to the Ding family, he couldn't accept it calmly, Ding Xuewei was different, she was a little girl, even if Chen An and the others were grateful, she returned the salute, and they couldn't give the same salute.
"Xue Wei girl, you can make me wait!"
Chen An hurriedly stepped forward to help Ding Xuewei.
Ding Xue stood up slightly.
"Uncles have worked hard all the way, go with me to drink water and rest first."
When leaving the livestock shed, Ding Xuewei exchanged glances with Zhang Qi, and soon after, when Chen An and others unloaded the goods and sat on the edge of the wooden house to rest, he brought a group of laborers to get the big net.
The other men in the village had returned to their posts, and the women had come to help partially, while Wang Dazhu's group had been trapping the other places, which had been singled out from the short-term laborers on the other side of the land.
"This is, there's a fish pond?"
Seeing the big net, Chen An was a little overwhelmed.
Sea fish is fresh, but people who eat too much fish may not like it.
"They went to hunt wild pigeons." Ding Xuewei didn't hide her choking.
Bird hunting has become a part of the life of the basic people of Fengcheng Mansion, Chen An subconsciously raised his head, and saw the huge three groups of birds flying around.
"There are a lot of wild pigeons here!" He exclaimed.
Such a large flock of birds was common in previous years, but this year it is not easy to see due to catches everywhere.
Subconsciously, he looked at the field not far away.
But anyone with a flexible mind, even if he lives in the city all his life, will get news from various sources.
Obviously, Chen An is not shallow in his mind, although he is from the city, he understands the harm of birds to crops after autumn.
It was the anxiety that suddenly rose in his eyes that made Ding Xuewei finally decide to inform the bowfish technique.
"The children in the village are good at raising earthworms, using earthworms to trap birds and finches with half the effort, and the birds and finches in our fields turn their heads to become our meals, but I don't know whether to resent these birds and finches for their good eyesight, or to complain that their eyesight is too good!"
While Ding Xue was talking slightly, a group of sparrows landed, and as they flew, one-tenth of the huge team disappeared.
"This!" Chen An couldn't believe it.
Ding Xue raised her eyebrows slightly: "No bird refuses to get a bug, we have put down enough bait, even if they know that they may be caught, it is difficult to ignore the temptation." โ
The word of earthworm farming has been spread, and there are people everywhere who raise earthworms.
However, due to the limitation of the number of chickens, ducks and birds, earthworm breeding is not on a large scale, so that other places can't think of it, and there is no condition to trap with earthworms.
"Do you have a regular buyer?"
Chen An was eager to try.
They have a large team, and there are naturally a lot of families behind it, and if you can, it will not be difficult to cooperate with them, but it is a pity.
"I don't plan to sell it, there are a lot of people in front of me, in the open land, there are a lot of people in the village, this year's year is special, there is a chance to store, just store more."
Ding Xuewei didn't say that her land was about to be opened, and Chen An was disappointed and a little surprised when she heard it.
In his eyes, Ding Xuewei is a bodhisattva who can't see the hardships of poor people!
In order not to embarrass Ding Xuewei, he changed the topic: "This is a sweet potato?" โ
At present, this little girl, when the fire in the city was in the city, she only cared about some seeds that she had never heard of and lost Pandi, he knew very well that combined with various rumors in the city, Chen An was basically sure when he saw the strange vines in the field.
Although the words are inquiring, the meaning is affirmative.
"Yes."
Unloading, drinking water and resting, visiting the sweet potato fields and wheat fields, watching the villagers catch birds from afar, a series of trips, the time has come to about two o'clock.
Seeing the piles of roast pigeons on the table, although Chen An and the others felt burdened, they couldn't live up to Ding Xuewei's heart, but when they saw the piles of pigeons piled up on the carriage, their whole mood changed.
They brought the ten carts, and because of the large number of households in the whole procession and the low price of the place of origin, the cost was not considerable, and these five carts of pigeons and the ones that had eaten were not sure to return what they had given them.
Nowadays pigeons are not cheap, seventy or eighty dollars a piece!
A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...
(End of chapter)