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Chapter 82, Planting watermelons

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    Early the next morning, under the leadership of Yan Zhiqiang, Daohua and Mrs. Yan set out for the newly purchased Zhuangzi.

    Yan Wenxiu and other boys want to study, so they have no choice but to go.  As for Yan Yihuan, the three of them didn't go because Mrs. Li wanted to stay to see Mrs. Ya, and the old lady couldn't take care of so many people by herself.

    Mrs. Sun does have time, but she has grown up in the countryside and is used to farm work. She is not interested in Zhuangzi at all. If she has time to go to Zhuangzi, she might as well think about dressing up.

    Mrs. Wu had to take care of Yan Wenhui, and she found out she was pregnant a month ago. Although she wanted to go to Zhuangzi to have a look, she was worried that the bumpy carriage would cause the tire tire to inflate, so she didn't go along.

    Zhuangzi was just outside the city, and it took him less than an hour to arrive.

    Yan Zhiqiang first took Mrs. Yan and Daohua to Dazhuangzi.

    Arriving at Zhuangzi, Mrs. Yan followed Yan Zhiqiang to meet the tenants, while Daohua took Wang Maner to see the fields.

    It was almost noon when Daohua returned to Zhuangzi.

    When Mrs. Yan saw the sweat on Daohua's forehead, she immediately called her over and wiped the sweat off for her with a handkerchief: "Although it's April now, the weather is still a little cold, so I went out for a run.  Don¡¯t catch a cold.¡±

    Daohua responded with a smile, and then said: "Grandma, I took a look and found that the fields in our village are pretty good and the soil is quite fertile."

    Mrs. Yan looked annoyed and funny: "Your third uncle is very good at growing crops. How can he be wrong if he came to see it in person?"

    Daohua quickly shook her head: "I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that the Zhuangzi chosen by my third uncle is really good." After saying that, she smiled and gave Yan Zhiqiang a thumbs up.

    Yan Zhiqiang shook his head and smiled, then sighed: "We bought this village too late. I originally planned to use our own grain to grow it, but unfortunately, the spring seeds have already been sown."

    Daohua: "Grandma, Third Uncle, I just took a look and found that a lot of dry land is still empty. Didn't I leave some watermelon seeds last year? Let's use those lands to grow watermelons!"

    After the Yan family came to Xingzhou, they spent more money. She saw Mrs. Li sighing at the account book several times. She also encountered Pingtong taking Mrs. Li's dowry jewelry out, probably to pawn it.  .

    Watermelon was a rare fruit in ancient times and sold at a relatively high price. After harvesting, it could alleviate the Yan family's imbalance in income and expenditure. Moreover, my uncle's family had sales channels in the provincial capital, so they didn't have to worry about not being able to sell it.

    Yan Zhiqiang hesitated: "Is it too late to plant it now?"

    Daohua: "No, we just planted it about ten days late, no problem." Those watermelon seeds were left over from the watermelons grown in the space, and there is absolutely no problem with the quality.

    Yan Zhiqiang couldn¡¯t make up his mind and looked at Mrs. Yan.

    Mrs. Yan thought of the two acres of lush watermelon fields last year. She was silent for a moment and said, "Plant!"

    Although the Yan family is now headed by the eldest daughter-in-law, she still has a general understanding of the Yan family's financial situation. Over the years, the family has been supported by the eldest daughter-in-law's dowry.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out? out? were making?their marriages, wedding gifts, and dowries, all of which require money. If we don¡¯t think of ways to save some money, it will be difficult to plan for the future marriages of our grandchildren.

    Seeing that the old lady had made her decision, Yan Zhiqiang stopped thinking about it.

    ¡°Anyway, in his mind, he would do whatever the old lady said.

    After that, Mrs. Yan and others had lunch in the village, and in the afternoon went to Daohua¡¯s small village.

    The previous Dazhuangzi belonged to the Yan family, and it was difficult for Daohua to make decisions, but the small Zhuangzi belonged to her, so after turning Zhuangzi around, Daohua immediately called the head of the village.

    The head of the village is a dark-skinned man in his forties. He looks quite honest and honest, but from his behavior in actively reporting various situations in the village to Mrs. Yan, it can be seen that this man is quite shrewd.

    ¡°Especially, when facing Daohua, who was only 9 years old, he didn¡¯t do anything perfunctory. No matter what Daohua asked, he answered in detail.

    Daohua: "Uncle Zheng, how much open space is there in the village now?"

    Zheng Xinghe, the head of the village, did not dare to hide anything: "To tell you my story, the tenants are very diligent. Now there are only twenty acres of land left unplanted. But don't worry, girl, I will tell the tenants later that they can  Plant the land quickly and you won¡¯t miss the spring plowing.¡±

    Daohua: "No, I have other uses for the twenty acres of land. Later, I will give you a batch of watermelon seeds, and the land will be used to grow watermelons."

    Girls in ancient times?There is no one who is not married. She is powerless to change this. The Yan family has too many children and the family's financial resources are too thin. In order to live a better life in her husband's family in the future, she has to save some dowry for herself.

    Zheng Zhuangtou looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a while and said, "Girl, watermelon is a precious thing. Neither I nor the tenants know how to grow it!"

    Daohua: "It's okay, I can plant it, and I'll teach you when the time comes."

    ??Zheng Zhuangtou looked surprised. He had found out clearly that the new owner of Zhuangzi was the Zhizhou family who had just come to Xingzhou to take office. The girl in front of him must be the daughter of the Zhizhou family.

    Can a lady from an official family also farm?

    Zheng Zhuangtou¡¯s expression was so obvious that even Yan Zhiqiang could see his doubts and said with a smile: ¡°We are from the Yan family, where we have been working in the fields since they were young, and all the children in our family can do ordinary farm work.¡±

    After hearing this, the expression on Zheng Zhuangtou's face relaxed a lot. The owner knows the things in the fields and knows the hard work of tending the fields, so their life can be easier.

    Daohua: "Uncle Zheng, I want to use the barren hills behind Zhuangzi to plant medicinal materials and fruit trees. Can you find mature fruit saplings?"

    Zheng Zhuang nodded: "Shunning Temple on the outskirts of the city has planted many fruit trees. Every year they sell out some fruit saplings."

    Daohua: "Go and buy a batch of saplings. I want every kind of fruit tree. The sooner the better."

    Zheng Zhuang looked at Mrs. Yan and Yan Zhiqiang and saw that neither of them spoke, so he nodded in agreement.

    After he left, Daohua held Mrs. Yan¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Grandma, I took a look and found that Zhuangzi has done a good job. How many days can we stay here?¡±

    Seeing that Mrs. Yan seemed to object, Daohua immediately said: "Grandma, we have missed the best planting time for spring plowing. I would be uneasy if I didn't watch here, and you don't want the watermelons I worked so hard to collect."  The seeds must have been wasted by tenants who didn¡¯t know how to plant them.¡±

    Mrs. Yan was still a little hesitant: "If you don't go back, your parents should be worried."

    Daohua: "What's the matter? We have our third uncle by our side. We can just send someone back to talk to my mother later."

    Mrs. Yan was helpless because of the rice flowers. She took a look at the room in the village and saw that it was neatly tidied, so she nodded in agreement.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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