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

"Don't make me look so wrong, the money I earn is up to me, you have to talk, wait until the day you earn money to support me, then you can talk, when you give me food and clothes, don't say you can't let me do whatever I want , It’s okay to let me wash your feet with water.”

"..."

The little girl felt aggrieved and did not dare to say anything, her eyes became more and more sad.

Unable to hold back, Ding Xuewei smacked her lips again.

"Tsk!" Pandi's three little ones are simply too cute!

Before the flood, Wanyi and Wanxin were often thrown to the original owner by Mrs. Li and Mrs. Wang. The original owner was timid, cowardly, and thought traditional, thinking that they were no different from the three little ones, Pandi.

That is to say, one year, if she wears it by herself for one year and avoids contact with them for one year, Wanyi's eyes will no longer be the same as she was patiently accompanying her back then!

It's not that Ding Xuewei didn't think about educating them.

No matter how divided the family is, it is still a root when you go outside.

Of course, the more and more disappointments in this year made her lose her mind!

The big difference between Wen Jing and the novel also made her understand that people can become better or worse!

"It's too hot."

Asked about the burnt smell, she quickly put down the knife, picked up the spatula and vigorously stirred the rice porridge in the pot.

When Mrs. Xu and Qingyin Lingshan finished picking the sweet potato leaves, the meat slices on her side were also cut.

The sweet potatoes planted in the vacant fields, not to mention that it is difficult for them to eat vegetables, even everyone in the village is the same. Fortunately, two leaves of sweet potato cuttings have to be removed. They picked these two leaves in advance and ate them without wasting.

It doesn't take much time to cook donkey meat with egg and stir-fry sweet potato leaves. Ding Xuewei starts cooking when the rice porridge is almost cooked.

Wang Yuan had to pay attention to the film during the vulcanization process, and Xiao Ning's mold had to be further refined, so the job of delivering meals to Chu He and others fell on Ding Xuewei and his grandson.

Today, knowing that she couldn't hold back her thoughts, old man Ding and Mrs. Xu came back a little early, but because of the shortage of manpower, it was already getting late when the bowls were set.

"Go and call your master." Mrs. Xu was annoyed when she suddenly remembered Mr. Yang.

Ding Xue, who was serving porridge, made a slight movement.

He actually forgot about that old man!

"I don't know where he is."

"..."

Mrs. Xu was speechless.

Ding Xuewei probed: "How about we eat first?"

"No." Without a word, Mrs. Xu poured the rice porridge back into the pot.

If the juniors are not around, the elders can eat first; if the elders are not around, the younger ones absolutely cannot lift the bowl first.

Hearing that Mr. Yang hadn't returned yet, no one said anything else, what should have been reheated continued to be reheated, even Wanyi, who was drooling at the meat, didn't yell.

The sky was getting darker and darker. First, the workers came back, and then Ding Xuewei led people to fiddle with the waterproof shoes.

They ate late at noon, and it didn't matter if they ate late in the afternoon. Everyone felt hungry, but Mr. Yang still couldn't be seen.

"Haishi is over!"

Seeing that Ding Xuewei and others were satisfied with the suspension of work, Mrs. Xu quickly expressed her worry: "I'm afraid I will have to ask someone to look for it."

After being dazed for a few seconds, Ding Xuewei finally came to his senses.

"Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Ning nodded immediately.

All the old workers lived in the wooden house here, and Wang Dazhu said that he would help find someone energetically, and almost all of them were mobilized.

In less than half an hour, six strong men carrying bison followed Mr. Yang appeared in front of Ding Xuewei's group.

I saw the old man carrying a bison before, but Ding Xuewei didn't respond to the fact that he had hunted a bison. Old man Ding, Mrs. Xu and others were different.

However, the two of them thought much about him, but they didn't guess the possibility of him doing it himself.

"It has been notified."

After putting down the buffalo, the team members stood up boldly and said to Ding Xuewei.

Ding Xuewei knew how many people there were in their team, so she nodded and thanked them.

The man smiled and shook his head, took two steps back and then turned around suddenly.

"How about we deal with it?"

"It's been a long day, go back and rest." Ding Xuewei refused.

"Not tired, not tired~"

A group of people waved their hands again and again.

She has always been generous. She didn't keep many wild pigeons and sparrows before.

These people who have been selected by thousands of people before have a good character, and they are actively responsible for her affairs.

Although I was tired today, I didn't have any extra thoughts because of it.

Her gentle gratitude made people feel embarrassed to accept it.

In terms of employing people and taking care of them, Ding Xuewei surprised Mr. Yang here.

"Eat." Yang Lao raised his foot and lightly kicked Ding Xuewei.

"Ah~"

Ding Xue, who didn't fall but staggered a few steps, was slightly darkened.

When she commanded people to herd the buffaloes, Mrs. Xu took the children to set up bowls. Now, the food on the main table was served, and he was always hungry, so he just wanted to eat. Why kick her?
Ding Xuewei had reason to suspect that the old man was seeking revenge.

To take revenge on her who wanted to take advantage of it in the afternoon.

"Look at what, I don't want my eyes anymore." Old Yang said angrily, without the slightest gesture of being a teacher.

A certain apprentice was thinking about all the things An He had said, and finally suppressed the idea of ​​discussing with him the way a master treats his disciples.

"Dumb?"

Elder Yang who was standing in front of the table suddenly turned his head, and his keen gaze was directed at Ding Xuewei's eyes.

Ding Xue gritted her back molars secretly.

"Yes."

"..."

Elder Yang cast a deep gaze: "Come here and clothe the vegetables."

"?!"

Cabbage? !
Ding Xue, who had only taken two steps, was slightly stunned.

Has this old brain been kicked by a cow?
Just two dishes, cloth what?
Ding Xuewei couldn't help wondering what kind of tendencies this old man had.

Pursing her lips, she just served Mr. Yang under the pityful eyes of Mrs. Ding and Mrs. Xu.

"Snapped."

The rice bowl that was filled with a bowl of sweet potato leaves fell on the table, and the rice porridge that was already overflowing splashed a lot.

Old Yang stared at Ding Xuewei sideways with gloomy eyes.

Ding Xuewei looked calm and sincere.

"Master, does this mean you have no appetite? It's fine if you don't have an appetite. You can't force it when you don't want to eat. It's bad for your stomach. I'll fetch you water to wash up."

"Eat." Old Yang snorted coldly.

The bowl was just pushed in front of Ding Xuewei.

Ding Xuewei, who didn't fetch water at all, just sat down carelessly, picked up the full bowl and started eating.

Sweet potato leaves that have been steamed for too long have a strange taste, so bad that they are hard to swallow.

Ding Xuewei didn't spit it out as Mr. Yang expected, but settled it with a loud, seemingly rude, but actually pretty good meal.

After one bowl was finished, she scooped up half a bowl again, and then she didn't pick up any sweet potato leaves with her chopsticks, and the chopsticks poked directly at the donkey meat with slippery eggs.

Even though he was well aware of Old Man Yang's strange character, Old Man Ding was still very worried that Old Man Yang would kick him at this moment.

Mrs. Xu, who had the same thoughts as old man Ding, was not as calm as old man Ding, so she stood up and quickly brought a bowl to old man Yang.

To the surprise of the two of them, he actually withdrew his cold stare at Ding Xuewei and began to eat.

call!
Secretly, the two exhaled the accumulated stale air.

"Master, do you want to go to the city tomorrow?"

After eating in one go, Ding Xuewei asked questions as soon as she put the dishes and chopsticks away.

Mr. Yang was picking up the meat, his eyes slanted towards Ding Xuewei with a cold look.

The words plucking the hair from the tiger's mouth flashed across Old Man Ding's heart.

It has to be said that his eldest granddaughter can withstand the pressure.

Not even the slightest bit of fear.

"Grandpa and I have to go to the city tomorrow, if you want to go, you can come with us."

Who is Mr. Yang, he wants to use her to take him into the city, she is just looking for trouble, and doesn't want to let people have a good meal.

"Want to die?" Mr. Yang slipped egg and donkey meat with his chopsticks and brought it in.

Ding Xue grinned slightly, and smirked foolishly.

"Master, what a joke, life is so long, who can't think about it."

Ding Xuewei, who was well versed in how to wipe a tiger's butt, felt that it was almost done, and turned to old man Ding, "Grandpa, please treat your grandson, master, and grandson has gone to deal with the bison."

Old man Ding, who was entrusted with the important task, quickly raised his eyelids, put down his chopsticks, and pushed the donkey meat with slippery egg placed in the middle of the table towards Old Yang.

Elder Yang looked back at him, and finally buried his head in his meal with contempt.

If Old Man Ding knew that Old Man Yang would slander others, and that he was not as old as a child, he would probably shed two lines of tears.

He would kneel down and beg the heavens to give him more courage. (end of this chapter)