Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 362 We must have ideals (June monthly pass 1500 plus more)

  The three long workers were all crying, but they still cried together in their arms. The movement was not small, and the villagers in Qili Village were all looking over.

   Zhou Dalang saw his younger brothers and sisters surrounded there, afraid that they would bully others, and hurried forward, lowered his voice and asked Chu Lang, "Are you bullying people?"

  Thursday Lang: "...we are obviously helping them, OK! How can we bully people like us?"

  Bai Shanbao was too disgusted, and said: "Okay, don't cry, isn't it a wife? You work hard, and we will give you a big red envelope when we make a lot of money in the autumn harvest next year, and then we can marry a wife."

  The three people are still low. They don't think that a big red envelope can marry a wife. The most important thing is that they don't think that the three little masters can make a lot of money.

  Master Bai gave such a piece of land to the three children to fool around, and if it doesn't lose next year, it will already burn a high incense.

  Man Baodao: "You want to be cleaner. Haven't we already decided to build a mud house here? The house will be given to you in the future."

  The three of them are getting better.

  Bai Erlang wants to give the ground again, Wu Lang swiftly covered his mouth with his hands. He is really a silly fat man. Can this be given away?

Manbao has planned for them, "You save all the monthly money, and when the farm is slack, you will carry a **** and find a piece of uninhabited land to open up wasteland. The cultivated land will be planted for a few years, and that land will be yours. At that time, you will have land, houses, and money. Will you still not be able to marry a wife?"

  Bai Shanbao nodded, "Being a man must have ambition."

  Sanchang Workers were refreshed, full of hope, and felt that Man Bao had planned well for them.

  Man Bao saw that they were persuaded, and said: "Then start with the simplest. At night, wash your hair, face, hands and feet carefully, and then put on clean clothes..."

  When they were arranged, Man Bao let out a long sigh of relief.

  Bai Shanbao looked at her incomprehensibly, "Why do you bother so much?"

  "They are our people, we have to take care of them."

  Bai Shanbao thought of his grandmother’s instructions before leaving the house this morning, but he didn’t say anything.

   Shirajiro finally broke free of the clutches of Friiro, and said angrily: "Why don't you let me talk?"

   "I am doing this for your good, lest you go back tonight and be beaten by your father."

  Bai Shanbao immediately shifted his attention and couldn’t help but say, “There are so many people in this world who can’t marry a wife. Do you give each one of them the land to the house?”

   "Of course it's impossible," Bai Erlang was angrily. "Others are not my parents. Why should I give him his land and house?"

  Friday Lang heard the words thoughtfully, "Then do you still have a long-term job now? What do you think of me, I work very smoothly."

  Man Bao immediately said: "My sixth brother is also good, and he did not marry a wife."

  Shirajiro:...

  Bai Shanbao couldn't help laughing, too happy.

Because Man Bao said that he would give them the built mud house, the three long-term workers talked about it and found them blushing, and asked in a low voice whether they could build the three mud houses separately. If they do marry a wife in the future I can’t live together anymore.

  Man Bao felt that it made sense, so he waved his hand and agreed.

  Bai Zhuangtou glanced at Bai Shanbao, but he had no objection when he saw him, so he went to make arrangements.

  Country folks love to build houses in winter, because the farm is slack and there are so many people, they work very fast.

  Choose a fairly flat place, clean up those weeds and weeds, and dig the foundation again. It only takes three to five days to build a mud house.

  Because there are a lot of rocks at the foot of this barren mountain in Chulang, the three mud houses are quite a distance apart from each other.

  There is no way, the chicken shed was built before, and the fairly flat area was surrounded by fences.

  They don’t want to live with chickens, so they choose places outside the fence.

  The house is built, and the inside is baked with a fire to remove the moisture and you can move in. At the same time, the land for planting fruit trees on the mountain has also been cleared.

  Xiao Qian also helped to set up the chicken shed and fence. On Tuesday, Lang also kindly provided them with a trough for feeding the chickens.

  In addition, there are also sinks for feeding the chickens, various tools for cleaning the chicken coop, etc.

   In Tue Lang's view, these tools can be done at hand, so it is not troublesome, but in Bai Zhuangtou's view, these can save him a lot of time and money.

  In addition, Zhou Dalang pointed out his farming time in Qili Village from time to time, so that Bai Zhuangtou's senses of the old Zhou family became better.

  Liu sighed in relief when he saw the three children again, only to realize that they hadn't been to the field for several days, and he didn't ask about the things in the field.

  She couldn't help but ask Da Ji to ask, "What are they up to these days?"

   "Examination." Da Ji reminded: "The school is about to be closed."

   Liu was shocked to realize that the New Year was about to come, "How is your master's studies?"

   "It should be pretty good, I think Mr. Zhuang looks pretty good."

   Liu's mind was relieved.

  But at this time, Mr. Zhuang’s complexion was not good. He welcomed many parents and guests in his small courtyard today.

  Man Bao followed a large group of classmates squeezed outside the door and secretly looked into the yard.

  Someone whispered: "It's your father..."

   "Guan San, your grandpa is here too."

   "Even the Lieutenant is here. It seems that we really can't read books."

   "Guan San, is your family short of money?"

  The questioned Guan San didn't speak. He was tall and old. Unlike Man Bao, they were lying on the bottom, he was lying on the top.

  Mr. Zhuang saw a group of parents who did not speak, and his eyes drifted back from time to time, and he knew what they were worrying about.

  Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly and said loudly: "Hurry up and go back to school, do you want me to punish you for writing large characters?"

  A group of teenagers and children dispersed in an instant. They ran back to the classroom pedaling, but couldn't calm down.

  The village chief’s son Zhou Bin first got up and asked Guan San, who was his age, "Your grandfather is also here. He won't let you study anymore?"

  Guan San said depressed: "My grandpa said that he had found me a job in the city, and he asked me to go to the city to work."

   "What job?"

  "Apprentice to the cashier."

  Many classmates are envious, "Then you will have to do the accounting office in the future?"

   Guan San said boredly: "I don't want to be the accountant, I want to be the secretary of the county government."

Zhou Bin said enviously: "You can find a good job as an apprentice in the accountant now. My grandfather also asked me to be an apprentice. But I asked again after the autumn. They didn't accept it, saying that business was not good this year. , The owner is not willing to raise one more person."

   "We should have been studying for another two years, but we are going to go out now." Those who were crowded together to discuss were teenagers about the same age as Zhou Bin.

  But there were also many children the same age as Bai Shanbao. They were even more depressed and almost all cried out, "You have read a few years longer than us before we finished the "The Analects"."

The remaining Bai Erlang, Bai Shanbao, and Man Bao looked at the crowd with dumbfounded expressions. They only found out that something was wrong when they came to the school early this morning. Until now, they still don’t know what happened and how the whole night passed. Classmates are going to leave school.

  (End of this chapter)