Crossing the old lady of the farm gate

Chapter 233
"Old woman, why did you call me in? Didn't you see that I was accompanying the distinguished guests outside? If one of them is unhappy, then the way to get rich in our village will be cut off."

"Old man, I can't help it. You say they are distinguished guests, but our rice is only enough for this meal of white rice. If we cook all of them, our grandson will only be a few months old, and Xiaocui will eat it again. There is no milk, so we can only cook some rice soup for him to drink. After the rice is cooked, what shall we do? It’s fine for adults, but children can’t eat coarse grains.”

"Cook this meal first, and see who has the rest at home. I will lend some rice to our little grandson to make rice soup. After the distinguished guests buy the mountains in our village and give them money, our family will If you have money to buy rice, you will return it to him when the time comes.”

"What, buy a mountain, what mountain to buy?"

"As for the few hills in the village that don't grow grass, they all took a fancy to them. The one in the east is as big as 100 taels of silver. There are still several places, but it's about the same size as that hill. Look how much it costs. Money, there are only fifty or sixty households in our village, do the math yourself, and see how much you can share. And they also said they want to buy a piece of land in our village to build a factory, and when a factory is built, let people pay for it. Working inside, at least not less than [-] Wen a day, do you think we have to entertain people?"

"Really, then you really have to entertain people. These are all distinguished guests."

"Old man, it's finally healed. Our village is finally going through this ordeal. In the past, there were hundreds of families in our village, but now more than half of them have moved away. If this continues, we don't know how many people will survive. I finally saw hope."

"I'm going to cook all the rice at home now, and try to make a good meal for them."

"Okay, you go now!"

A baby in the swaddle in another room seemed to sense that his grandma was going to use up all his rations, so he burst into tears.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Xiaocui, who was tidying up the room, wiped her hands on her apron in a hurry, and immediately ran into the room to pick up the baby on the bed.

"Be good, baby, don't cry."

The baby's sound stopped for a short while, and the baby in his arms was not full, so he burst into tears again.

Xiao Cui had no choice but to carry the baby to the kitchen to see if her mother made rice soup for her son.

"Mother, Xiaobao is hungry, is your rice soup ready?"

"Xiao Cui, I just used all the rice at home to cook white rice. You can borrow some rice from another house to make rice soup for Xiaobao. After a few days when our family has money, we can buy some rice and return it. "

Although Xiao Cui was a little dissatisfied with her mother-in-law who cooked all the rice to entertain the distinguished guests, she didn't dare to resist what her mother-in-law said. She just turned around and went out to borrow some rice, but the child in her arms kept crying non-stop.

Seeing that the child was crying all the time, Bai Lan walked up to Xiaocui and said, "What, didn't you have any milk to feed him? He's still crying."

Xiaocui also heard a stranger asking her about this topic, so she could only nod shyly.

"Wait a minute, I remember there is still warm milk in my carriage."

Bai Lan walked into the carriage by herself, pretending to be rummaging through the carriage, but actually took out a bottle of warm milk from the system backpack.

"Here, feed him slowly with a small spoon."

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank him, you go in and feed him quickly, if you keep crying like this, your voice will be hoarse from crying."

The infant baby smelled a strong scent of milk, so he stopped crying, opened his mouth and waited for the milk.

Xiao Cui first tasted it with a small spoon, and was shocked by the milk in the bowl. The taste of the milk is really mellow. His grandfather used to hunt, and he remembered hunting a female goat. After drinking it, the taste is simply not flattering.

(End of this chapter)