Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 92
Jiang Mingshun is even busier. Not only does he have to help make mushroom bags, but he also has to go to the city to deliver goods on time. He has to go to Maxi Lane every day and visit Zhuangzi every few days. No one could be seen.

Jiang Jinyu shook her sore arm and tentatively said to Bai, "Mom, why don't we stop making soap?"

After half a year, someone has been able to imitate and make soap similar to what they made.

Although the craftsmanship is not very good and we can only imitate the patterns they made, those people sell them cheaper, which still has some impact on the low-end market of landscape soap.

Jiang Jinyu thought that if someone could imitate it, the day of innovation must not be far away. Then they would only be able to earn a craft fee for their hard work. If they stopped now, they could save time and make more fungus bags. .

Bai Shi paused, clenched the mold in his hand, and said carefully: "Are you tired these days?"

"Yeah, there's been a lot of work lately."

As she said this, she became more and more upset: "You blame me. You are still so young, how can you be like an adult?"

The child usually behaved too calmly, so she didn't realize that this was a child under seven years old.

Jiang Jinyu was helpless: "Mom, it's not that I'm tired, I'm worried that you and dad are tired."

She looks busy, but in fact she spends more time talking and less time actually doing things. Those things have to be done by her parents.

What's more, Little Brother Jiang is getting bigger and bigger, and he is no longer the little baby that fell asleep as soon as he was coaxed.

Just coaxing her children every day takes a lot of energy from Bai.

But Ms. Bai was still not happy. Now her family was not short of money from selling soap, but this was the only way she could make money. She refused without hesitation: "How can I get tired of these jobs?"

“It’s not even remotely as hard as farming, raising pigs, or feeding chickens in previous years.”

Jiang Jinyu tried to persuade her a few more times, but when she saw that Mrs. Bai really didn't want to, she shut up, as long as her mother didn't feel tired.

Bai Shi can still hold on, but Jiang Mingshun can't hold on at first.

When Jiang Mingshun came back, it was completely dark, and the family had a hurried dinner by candlelight.

"I'm tired." Jiang Mingshun lay on his back on the kang, his voice full of exhaustion: "I'm so tired!" "

Jiang Jinyu looked at her father in surprise. This was the first time she heard her iron-clad father shout that he was tired.

In previous years at his old home, Jiang Mingshun was famous for his diligence. Even when farming was busy, he would insist on going to the river to pick up two loads of water every day.

Are you starting to cry out that you are tired today?

Jiang Mingshun was not physically tired, after all, he didn't do much physical work.

In fact, running around these days has made him miserable. Every morning when he goes out, he at least spends a lot of time on the river.

It's okay during the day, but every night when it gets dark, the river is dark, which makes Jiang Mingshun, who is not very good at punting, feel frightened when rowing.

As a result, the originally short distance actually took half as much time to reach as it did during the day.

Having to do this every day, Jiang Mingshun felt that sooner or later he would have a heart attack.

But if he was driving a mule cart, the journey would take a long time, and if he was tossed like this once a day, his brain would be shaken evenly.

Jiang Mingshun held his dishonest son in one hand and tapped the edge of the kang with the other. He pondered and said, "Why don't we just make mushroom buns in the house on Maxi Lane."

"I can plant it directly after I finish it there, so I don't have to run back and forth like this."

The more he talked, the more he felt it was feasible. He sat up straight and said, "I'll just stay here for the rest of my life...it won't work."

"Why don't we all move here as a family?" "That's not okay," Bai Shi subconsciously wanted to retort. She had experienced fleeing, and subconsciously she really hated the unstable life and was reluctant to leave familiar places easily. , she looked around: "Let's go, what should we do with this house?"

"Ah, by the way," she said again, as if remembering something, "And our two acres of land are just left uncultivated?"

Jiang Mingshun hugged his noisy little son and shook it. He didn't take what Bai said seriously at all, and said slowly: "The house is here. We have to come back to live in it during the New Year and the holidays."

"As for the fields, I'll just come back when the autumn harvest comes. It's only two acres of land and can be harvested in two days."

Bai then asked: "So you don't weed, catch insects, or fertilize on weekdays?"

"That's true," Jiang Mingshun nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Then please, please ask Mingrong to help take care of it."

"When the food comes down, I'll give them half of it."

He originally wanted to ask Jiang Minghui to help, but he was afraid that something would get involved. Adhering to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, Jiang Mingshun changed his mind and asked Jiang Mingrong.

Bai was speechless for a moment. Although she was still a little reluctant, she stopped talking.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinyu also advised: "After the Qingming Festival, I will go to school in the city."

"I will definitely live in the city then."

"You don't mind me living here alone?"

Bai quickly retorted: "How can I let you live alone? I asked your father to stay with you."

Jiang Jinyu looked troubled: "But if dad and I leave, will you live alone in the village with your brother?"

As she said that, she frowned and showed a pitiful expression: "How many months will it take for you to see me?"

Seeing this little look, Bai completely accepted the move.

It is one thing to be unable to leave your homeland, but it is another thing to be separated from your children for a long time.

Compared with leaving the home where I have lived for less than a year, it is naturally more important to live in the same place with my husband and daughter.

Seeing that Bai nodded in agreement and had even begun to figure out what to bring first, Jiang Jinyu gave her father a proud look.

Jiang Mingshun kept looking here, so naturally he received it immediately. He pursed his lips in cooperation to express his admiration.

Time waits for no one. The sooner you move there, the sooner you can settle down.

Early the next morning, Jiang Mingshun carried two bedrolls and put them on the carriage. He took a few more bundles from Bai and fixed them on the bedrolls, stuffing the entire carriage to the brim. Then he turned around and got on the mule cart.

He shook the whip in his hand, lowered his head and asked, "Mother Fish, do you really want to go over with dad first?"

Jiang Jinyu shook her head: "Mom has to pack her things, and I will stay to help take care of my brother."

"That's OK," Jiang Mingshun drove the mule cart a few steps away: "You should watch your brother carefully. Dad will come to pick you up in the evening."

After watching Jiang Mingshun leave, Bai hurried back to the house.

Jiang Jinyu also followed and walked in. The place was in a state of chaos, with no place to step down.

Jiang Jinyu stepped inside and muttered: "Mom, what are you doing? We are just moving to the county town, not to the capital."

(End of this chapter)