Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 128

The status of her mother's family has plummeted in the old man's heart, and her mother-in-law has no right to speak now. Xiao Li felt that she had better not stand out, because she had no success and no success, and the old man hated her so much, so she naturally didn't want to talk to Wang.

As for Mrs. Wang, no matter how stupid she was, she could see that old man Ding didn't like her. Even if she was so curious, she didn't dare to talk too much.

This kind of thing is different from whether you can come to Fucheng, if you are not careful, it will become what she thinks.

"Really, I don't know what you think yet." Wang Shi said with a face that she understood very well.

Xiao Li was short of breath, she hated her cousin the most.

As long as you know, you have to say it to dig her face.

Silently, Mrs. Li quickened her pace and did not join forces with Mrs. Wang.

As for Wang, after falling behind for a while, he quickly followed up.

It's not that Ding Xuewei and old man Ding didn't notice their small movements, but they just didn't bother to pay attention to them. If they didn't open their mouths, naturally they wouldn't open their mouths either.

Wen Jing was different. Although she was afraid of the old man, she cared more about family affairs. She endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back.

"Father, are we going to move out?"

"Hmm." Old Man Ding snorted.

Wen Jing was not surprised, bit her lip for a moment, and then asked, "Then, what about the house in Ning County?"

"Keep it. When I have time later, I'll go over there and rent it out if I can." The house needs someone so it won't be easily run down. Next, he also needs to go to contact relatives and friends.

Old man Ding had thought about it a long time ago, so he naturally spoke without hesitation, but Ding Lao Wu and Xiao Li didn't sound like that.

After reading the news, he immediately made a decision, the old man was so decisive.

"I'm afraid Ning County will not be safe in the near future." Ding Laowu suggested to go back later.

Old man Ding nodded when he heard the sound: "That side is no better than Fucheng. Many people who go back will feel disappointed."

At that time, when they were still in Linhai County, the government announced the good news that the affected counties were gradually recovering.

It was far worse than expected. At that time, someone turned around again.

Now, after the new year, those who are eager to plow in the spring will definitely turn around again, but in Ning County today, a lot of land is still soaked.

If you want to farm, you can't cultivate it, and if you want to relocate the land, you have no money.

Chaos is inevitable for Ning county.

The description of this disaster in the novel is not too much, but it can’t be said too little. The only thing about Ning County is that the flood starts from Ning County and ends with the last sentence.

The impending upheaval does not exist in the novel, that is, she may have caused the situation.

Ding Xuewei was a little confused, and she didn't notice what old man Ding said to Lao Wu afterwards.

After dinner, Pandi dragged Ding Xuewei to the backyard.

"Sister, what's the matter with you today?" she asked.

Staring at Pandi for a few seconds, Ding Xue asked slightly, "When will your master come?"

"...I don't know." Pandi hesitated: "That day, what I heard from the senior brother was that the master went to visit an old friend, so he shouldn't come here in a hurry."

For a moment, Ding Xuewei wanted Pandi to follow her master.

Pan Di left Ding's house, no matter what, it was a remedy for the story line, but this idea was only for a moment, and she dismissed it again when the idea came up again.

If she didn't leave Ding's house, she would be least likely to have an accident.

"Miss?"

Seeing that she was lost in thought again, Pan Di was a little anxious.

Forcibly withdrawing her thoughts, Ding Xue said slightly: "It's okay."

Pandi's eyes were full of disbelief.

Knowing that the little girl is smart, Ding Xuewei could only fool around.

"Didn't Grandpa and Uncle Wu say that there might be chaos in Ning County, what if your master takes you to Ning County later?"

Pan Di was silent for a moment.

"Eldest sister, my master is not stupid, he won't go there knowing that Ning county is not stable."

"What if?" Ding Xuewei said that I was worried about this just in case.

Pandi was losing her temper with the worry in her eyes.

"There's no chance. If he goes, I won't go with him."

"...Okay." Ding Xuewei nodded numbly.

Pandi has long discovered that her eldest sister is very nervous about everything about herself, and she does not suspect him of Ding Xuewei's specious remarks.

After a few words of comfort, the two sisters went back to the front yard hand in hand.

In the early morning of the next day, Ding Xuewei fed the pigs and cows and came back.

These days, old man Ding was going to go with their siblings, so when they went out, they pushed Qiao's cart, and in order to go faster, Anping, Pandi, and Laidi were arranged to sit on the cart.

Amidst the creaking sound, the city gate was getting closer and closer, and when the figures in front of the city gate could be seen clearly, the old couple of the Chen family hired yesterday came directly towards them.

"Brother Ding, everything is ready." Old man Chen rubbed his hands and smiled shyly.

Compared to him, Mrs. Chen seemed much more anxious: "The man on duty has seen it several times. Can this stall really be set up here?"

"What did you say?" Old Man Ding frowned.

Old man Chen shook his head hastily: "No, it's just that I haven't seen anyone set up a stall at the gate of the city, and I'm a little nervous. Seeing the messenger come over from time to time, I'm a little uneasy."

"There will be no problem. The official in the government office asked our family to set up a stall at the gate of the city." Old man Ding reassured.

Looking back, he told Ding Xuewei: "Go ahead and do it, I'll say hello to the servants."

Ding Xuewei didn't want him to do anything, and when he saw someone approaching him, he quickly called old man Chen for help.

I didn’t think of taking a pot yesterday, but I borrowed the pot for boiling water from Chen’s family today. For convenience, Ding Xuewei poured the boiled water into the bucket pot she brought, and then seasoned the konjac tofu. After cooking for a while, the red and white radishes, cabbage and spinach and other fresh vegetables that are easy to cook are put into the pot.

When it was cooked, she didn't ask to buy it first, but scooped up a dozen bowls and put it on the table, and then drained all the cooked konjac tofu and vegetables for later use.

It's okay to cook the konjac for a long time, but the vegetables will rot if they are cooked too much. She thinks that this method of warming it up with someone is very good.

The soup base is kept on low heat, the taste of the soup will become more and more concentrated, and the soup base will become sweeter and more delicious as it cooks.

"Grandpa, soup is ready."

When Ding Xuewei called out, old man Ding immediately invited the poor men.

The errand received it early in the morning. Someone would come to set up a stall in front of the city gate to sell food, but there was no news about what to sell. Seeing people set up tables and chairs early in the morning, everyone was very curious, but they asked back and forth. After a few times, the boss didn't come.

The more people he came into contact with, the more tactful old man Ding became. When Ding Xuewei called him, he was familiar with the officials on duty, and many of them had eaten their spicy kelp shreds. There were even two who were better with Zhang Qiang. Knowing that it was him, they called him brothers and sisters directly.

"The things in your house are all good things. I must try this soup."

"Your father is absurd." Old man Ding was very reserved.

At this time, it was getting late, and there were not as many people entering the city as there were going out, but those who went out of the city did not need to be interrogated, and there were naturally more official errands at leisure.

The few people in charge of registering and interrogating the foreign government personnel were busy, and the others followed in the footsteps of old man Ding.

　Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)