Chapter Fifty-Eight: Selling Melon Seedlings on Tomorrow's Day

I wanted to make fun of the little girl and avenge her ugly dog for flirting with his, but I didn't expect to harm others and harm myself.

He still can't figure it out, how could it be himself that it was she who fell?

He felt that his foot was hit by something, and his body fell unsteadily, it was definitely a little girl's foot!

I don't know if she has a heart or is it a coincidence? Could it be that he is not good at learning arts, so he casually makes the little girl turn over?

Or, this little girl hid it and secretly plotted against him?

"Go home!" Yao Qinghuai had a gloomy face.

His martial artist and two little servants hurriedly lifted him up.

With his head covered in mud, Yao Qinghuai went home embarrassed amid the laughter of the children.

Spotted barked happily at his back, and the little master avenged it, and he was happy.

Xiao Qiulan was secretly refreshed, little rabbit cub, want to fight with her? Who's ugly!

Liu Chunhua muttered: "How could you mess with him?" Don't you know that his uncle is the county master? Didn't the people in the village walk around him? He will definitely hold a grudge, our family is going to be unlucky! ”

Xiao Donglan listened uncomfortable: "Auntie, why did the fourth sister provoke him?" Didn't you see that he blocked the fourth sister and didn't let it? ”

"Then let him pass first! Wouldn't it be okay to go back obediently? Liu Chunhua thinks she is reasonable.

"Just go back? Why don't you go about giving it a try? You didn't see that Qiuqiu had already retreated, and the little rabbit cub was pressing so tightly step by step! Luckily, it was him who fell! Huang Meixiang came out to help.

She now completely regards herself as their mother-in-law, and her mother-in-law protects the child, which is justified.

Huang Meixiang replied, which greatly stimulated Liu Chunhua, and she couldn't help but say what was in her heart: "I'd rather fall in Qiuqiu!" It's better than him targeting our family in the future, and so are you, children make trouble, what are you mixing with an adult? ”

Yao Erbao said angrily: "You know a fart!" ”

Liu Chunhua saw that everyone was targeting her, and even her husband didn't support her, so she sprinkled: "Yes, I know a fart!" As far as you know, you are a family, I am an outsider, I will go back to my parents' house in the afternoon! ”

Yao Erbao yelled: "Shut up for me!" Soybean and peanuts haven't been planted yet, you go back to your parents' house and give it to me! Don't think I'm scared of you! ”

The wicked are afraid of the wicked, Yao Erbao finally realized this truth, and Liu Chunhua really shut up.

After teaching Yao Qinghuai a lesson, Xiao Qiulan is in a good mood, as for what he will retaliate against, she is not afraid, the soldiers will cover the water and cover the earth!

She has completely subdued Spotted, Spotted is her bodyguard, Spotted is invisible, is her secret guard, who else will she be afraid of?

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The soybean and peanut were planted for six days, and the grain seeds were also sown, waiting for the seedlings to be strong and then the fields were raked and planted, and the farm work can be said to be over.

It's sunny every day, and the weather is hot all of a sudden, so you can wear a single coat if you work.

The melon seedlings and vegetable seedlings in the vegetable garden grew wildly, looking at them Yao Zhiqiang smiled happily, tomorrow is the polder day in the town, so the morning market will definitely be able to sell at a good price.

During this time, as long as they were working on the mountainside or in the ravine, he and his sister would dig some hard rice by the way, wash and slice it and dry it according to Qiuqiu.

Yao Tianbao kindly reminded him: "You can't eat more of this hard rice, if you are really hungry, Uncle Tianbao will bring you dried sweet potatoes." ”

Yao Zhiqiang said gratefully: "Thank you, Uncle Tianbao, I don't eat it all, I have another use." ”

He didn't say that he could sell it for money, he didn't tell Uncle Tianbao until he really sold it for money.

Because there was no farm work to do for the time being, Yao Zhiqiang asked his grandmother to take Qiuqiu to the market tomorrow.

Whether the hard rice can be turned into money depends on Qiuqiu.