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

Ding Xuewei didn't know that after he left, someone pointed at him and cursed him, let alone that he had already thought of a countermeasure.

When she arrived in front of Zhang Qi's house, she shouted to open the door.

"Why did you come back?" Dahua was a little surprised: "Didn't you come back after sending someone off?"

"There was a delay at the entrance of the village." Ding Xuewei handed her the package of dim sum: "Help me put it away, let's taste it tonight."

Dahua didn't bother to wonder what was in the bag: "What's wrong at the entrance of the village?"

"When they met people who bought poultry, they picked peaches by the pool."

"Picking peaches!" Dahua was surprised: "Are the peaches ripe?"

Ding Xuewei said silently, "It's not familiar!"

During this period of time, it was windy and rainy, even the children didn't have time to squat under the peach tree, and I'm afraid even the Bai family who saw them eating peaches didn't think about it.

"Let Xiaohua and the others look for it later, they have been greedy for a long time." Let alone peaches, even green plums are what the children yearn for for a long time.

Apart from peaches in the village, there are only a few greengages that are not growing well, and for some reason, these few greengages are not very prosperous.

"Let me ask later, if there are many cherry trees, let me give some, and plant two for each family."

Compared with exotic species such as oranges, cherry plums are more real to the villagers.

Ding Xue is slightly selfish. There are a lot of fruits in the space. She didn't dare to touch them before, but now she has no desire to eat alone. She wants to plant more varieties in the village, so that she doesn't treat everyone badly and doesn't have to wrong herself.

Dahua listened to it, but it was a lot of fun.

"You can't buy anything with money, sister Xuewei, don't worry about our affairs."

"..."

Ding Xue, who was thinking about how to grow all kinds of fruit seedlings in the space supermarket, was slightly taken aback.

Dahua has a complicated face: "I've said it all, just think about your own problems, sister Xuewei, and don't keep thinking about everyone in the village."

The person who really cares about you and puts you in her heart will think about you and think about problems from your perspective.

People who pretend to love you exploit you everywhere except what they say.

Whether the old village head, Aunt Zhang Qi, or Dahua, they all know what they can bring to them, but just because they know, they feel that she should be more selfish!
Remind her every now and then.

Relatives who are related by blood may not be able to do it, but those who are not related by blood in the village have her in their hearts, how can she ignore it!

"...I will try my best in the future."

"Have you eaten yet?" Dahua changed the subject, knowing each other's tempers too well.

Ding Xue waved her hand slightly and then pulled the rein: "Someone left it for me."

It was already past three o'clock at this time, and the fields had already returned to bustle. She chatted with people all the way, and it was almost four o'clock when she reached the dormitory of An He and others.

In front of the wooden house, there were no other figures, only An He led the two little girls to clean the mushrooms, and the three of them surrounded two large bamboo pots, which were filled with dense boletus mushrooms.

Seeing the carriage, the three of them all stopped and stood up.

When An He approached to help hold the rein, the two little girls lowered their heads anxiously, and their hands alternately in front of their stomachs trembled visibly.

The two little girls are about the same age as Ding Xuewei, the taller one is called Qingyin, and the one who is a few centimeters shorter is called Lingshan.

This name was given by the original owner's family. When they kept the person in the morning, both parents asked her to give it a name.

It sounded so nice, and the name was used to by others, she didn't think there was any need to change it, so she kept it as usual.

I don't know if it's because I treated them too calmly, or if I'm not used to being a country bumpkin from a native of the capital, the two families are very cautious.

"What did you do?"

Holding the reins, An He looked at her and jumped out of the car nimbly, and asked curiously.

"?"

It's a strange question to ask.

"Brother Jiang Hua went to the city to deliver fruits and vegetables today, and he will arrive after you walk in front of him. He will not see you all the way."

"Are the cherries ripe?" Ding Xuewei still remembers what Steward Jiang said, when the cherries were ripe, he gave her a gift: "I can't always borrow bowls and chopsticks from people in the village, so I was delayed for a while. I rested there for a long time in the village, I think it was at that time that I staggered with Uncle Jiang and the others."

With that said, she opened the curtain.

Seeing the cart full of items, An He still had no doubts.

"Lingshan, go and call an uncle nearby to help unload the goods." He tilted his head and calmly arranged: "Qingyin, put the hot food on the table."

The two little girls left as if they were being pardoned.

Ding Xuewei's head was covered with black lines.

Pressing his voice, he asked, "Do I look scary?"

"...It should be that I can't accept a master like you for a while." An He was blunt: "For them, the capital city and Fengcheng Mansion are already heaven and earth."

Her place is a quagmire of hell!

Ding Xuewei was also quite sad for them: "My master is simply too humble!"

That's what she said, but there was no shame on her face. As an ordinary person, she seemed quite proud.

An He was not surprised: "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, you will know after a long time."

No matter how stupid people are, they know that being sold into a farm is not a good thing, but her farm is different. If they try their best, they will definitely not treat them badly.

With the current situation like this, Ding Xuewei is not willing to work too hard when she can be less troublesome. Even if she is a servant who has no freedom, she will treat her sincerely.

If her kindness could be reciprocated, she would treat them better.

Compared with others, Ding Xuewei thinks that this place is a good place for her.

Obviously, in the eyes of the chief manager, An He, it was the same.

"Is Uncle Jiang gone?" She didn't want to continue on this topic, so she asked.

An He didn't think this topic was worthy of further discussion: "He had a lot of things to do, so he left after delivering the things."

Ding Xuewei's gaze was too obvious. He glanced at the little girl who was setting the table and chopsticks not far away, and he showed the posture of an elder.

"Eat first, eat fruit after eating."

After bumping for a long time, Ding Xuewei was really hungry, so she stopped paying attention to this side when she saw someone coming to help unload the goods.

Satisfied, he sat with a cherry in one hand and a pit in the other, watching the three of them.

Ding Xuewei really likes cherries, and the cherries that Manager Jiang sent today are really sweet, but she doesn't want to eat alone, so she stopped eating after she was addicted.

Without staring at her, An He understood her thoughts like a roundworm.

He didn't even lift them, he said: "A lot of them have been delivered, and I arranged for someone to deliver them to Mr. Ding before. There are still two baskets in the house. Later, you will have people distribute them to each family."

The basket in front of her was at least six or seven catties, which was enough for her to enjoy herself.

And this time, everyone is basically in the field, sweating all over, and it should be more enjoyable to eat two moderately sweet and sour fruits.

"I'm going to call two people over. The cherries are overripe. It's not good to press them for a long time."

Ding Xue ran away like a breeze, An He stopped her movements and followed her away figure.

Voiceless and Lingshan, the two little girls clearly felt his emotional changes.

Be careful, the eyes meet, the sense of despair in each other's eyes is even worse!

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