Chapter Ninety-Three: Verbal Criticism

It took a few people more than half a month to get the yard in order, and the repaired new house and the renovated kitchen were almost dry.

Ning Qingxi was directing her father to help her set up the furniture she had brought back.

Originally, it had been drawn on the drawings, and it was probably where to put something. But after the furniture was put in, he felt that he was not satisfied here, and he was not satisfied there, so Ning Changrong tossed in this small room for a long time, tired and sweaty.

"I said girl, how do you want to put it, do you want to think about it first and then tell me?" I don't know, I thought his daughter was deliberately tossing him.

Although it is only a few pieces of furniture, the wood is not light.

Ning Qingxi was a little embarrassed when she saw her father tired like that, "Oh, Dad, I'm sorry." Then you sit there and wait, I want to see how to put it. ”

Ning Changrong sat on the stool next to him, Ning Qingxi hurriedly ran out of the room, went to the kitchen and poured a bowl of cold white and came over.

"Dad, drink some water."

Ning Changrong looked at his daughter with a flattering look, and drank it all for face.

When Ning Qingxi was still thinking about how to arrange the furniture, Wang Xiujuan also walked over.

"I told you father and daughter what the hell are you doing, this furniture has been on the table for almost an hour."

Wang Xiujuan looked at it, wasn't it just a table, a stool, a wardrobe and a bedside table plus two boxes? Just put this little thing, what effort does it take, and it takes so long?

Ning Qingxi thought about it for a long time and was still not satisfied, and was a little discouraged, "It's not milk, you don't understand." ”

She wanted to put the two boxes next to the wardrobe, but she couldn't fit next to the wardrobe, leaving a lot of space.

"Forget it, Dad, then you can help me get back to the way I was before."

Ning Changrong almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, if it wasn't for his own daughter, do you think he would endure it?

"Okay, okay, now that you've moved it, come out quickly, the kitchen hasn't been cleaned yet, come to the kitchen with me."

After Wang Xiujuan finished speaking, she took the lead and went out first.

Ning Changrong and Ning Qingxi followed closely.

The family is very particular, washing and scrubbing, and putting all kinds of spices, dishes and chopsticks into the corresponding cabinets.

There is a window in front of the kitchen facing the yard, so you can leave the window open when cooking, so you don't have to worry about too much kitchen fumes. It can also be turned on for ventilation on a regular basis.

"Mother, why don't you call me for cleaning?" Fang Chunmei held a broom in her hand, and after speaking, she joined the ranks of the work.

In the past few days, her mother's brother has been working here for more than half a month, and the cold money earned can make the family survive.

At least her father's leg is fed with these grains, so it won't kill him.

"Mother, your kitchen is so beautiful, it feels better than the place where we live." Fang Chunmei watched while cleaning, her mother-in-law's family is really particular, how many bowls are put in the whole cabinet?

Although Fang Chunmei felt that it was a bit wasteful, it was indeed a lot neater at this glance. At least when cooking, this mood can be better.

Wang Xiujuan said: "When you make money, you can also build a house." ”

Fang Chunmei hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, no, the money you earn still has to buy food and put it away, and the house is not in a hurry for the time being." ”

After this time, she kind of understood. This money is money on weekdays, and you can buy anything.

If this messes up, money is nothing!

Food is the most useful.

Afternoon.

Ning Qingxi held a glass of white water and sat in the gazebo in the courtyard, sighing that the sunset was infinitely better.

Ning Changrong was checking the growth of the cabbage, and he estimated that it would be ready to be picked in the next two days.

Looking back at his daughter's appearance, Ning Changrong almost laughed, obviously a ten-year-old doll, but he looked like an elderly man drinking tea.

Wang Xiujuan walked out of the kitchen and sat on a chair in the gazebo, "How is Evergreen?" I looked like I was able to pick it up. ”

Ning Changrong patted the ash on his hand, "Mother, it should be okay." I'll start picking it tomorrow. ”

He planned to haul it to the county directly in an ox cart after picking it, but it was early spring, and the price was definitely not as good as winter, but no matter how it was, Chinese cabbage was also a precious dish in this place, and no matter how low it was, it would not be so low.

Wang Xiujuan waited for Ning Changrong to sit down next to him and said, "The vegetable seeds we screened out may slowly degrade in the future. I guess if you want to look good, you might have to buy seeds from others. ”

Ning Changrong picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, "It's okay, you can plant a few stubbles if you can." ”

Anyway, they don't always only grow Chinese cabbage, and there will be more and more people who will grow Chinese cabbage, after all, there is really no big technical content in planting Chinese cabbage, they have taught the whole village, and it is estimated that some women will spread to their parents' homes, and the more widely it spreads, the Chinese cabbage will become less and less valuable.

If they eat meat, let others drink some soup.

The next day.

When Ning Changrong was picking the Chinese cabbage, the people nearby came to help, and they were all excited to see the Chinese cabbage that was so heavy that they were so heavy that they were picked, as if they saw those small seedlings in their own family also grow like this.

It only took half a day for Ning Changrong to receive all the cabbage in the carriage and pile it up.

Originally, I thought I would not be able to go to the prefecture until tomorrow, but now I can go there today.

When Ning Changrong left the village, everyone in the village looked at him with blank eyes.

Some people simply didn't leave, and after seeing Ning Changrong leave the village, they gathered at the entrance of the village to chat.

Mrs. Han was worried, suffering from gains and losses, "Do you say that Evergreen can be sold?" ”

Lai Pozi looked determined, "Why can't it be sold, didn't it all sell out last year?" ”

At that time, his family finished selling Chinese cabbage and pulled a large box of things back, but Lai Pozi was greedy, and when he thought that his family would be able to have so much input soon, Lai Pozi was now happy in his heart.

Mrs. Han said: "Wasn't it cold last year? Aren't greens in winter a rarity? At the moment, there is no shortage of vegetables, if this can't be sold, how can we plant so many in our village? ”

When Mrs. Ding heard this, her face collapsed, "Is this your mouth or your mouth?" Why does the speech stink so much? Can't you hope for something good? You're happy that the whole village can't sell it, right? ”

"Yes, Mrs. Han, you can't think so, is it possible that Xixi's grandmother will harm our whole village?"

Lai Pozi didn't stand with Han Pozi this time, after all, this is related to the livelihood of her whole family. She didn't serve the crops as well as the cabbage! I have to watch it more than a dozen times a day, for fear that the grass will grow and cause insects.

If anyone dared to approach, she would beat her up.

All of a sudden, several other mothers-in-law criticized Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Han was speechless by everyone, and looked aggrieved, "I didn't mean that, I was just worried." ”

Lose sleep over something? Who isn't worried? Every household has worked hard and spent a lot of money to buy seeds.

But no one wants to show it. They don't want to think about the bad either.

(End of chapter)