Qian was stunned, and it took her a long time to find her voice, "You, you guys... are too bold. What if Mr. Bai doesn't buy wheat seeds from you, or doesn't buy so much?"

Man Bao said: "Sell it at the market price of the grain."

"Will it be a loss?"

"There will be some losses, but Shanbao and I have calculated it and it can be afforded," Manbao reassured her, "Mom, don't worry."

Looking at the confident Man Bao, Qian's words to dissuade her were blocked in her heart. She reached out and touched her fair and smooth cheeks, and seemed to see the dark, naughty but filial and sensible boy back then.

That's what he told her, saying that he would be able to find food to survive if he went out, but even if he couldn't find it, he could still survive...

Man Bao felt that her mother looked a little strange, so she couldn't help but put her arm in her arms and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Qian came back to his senses and smiled at Man Bao, "It's okay. Since you have already discussed it, let's do it."

Man Bao was overjoyed, "Mom, I knew you would be on my side."

Qian nodded her forehead and said, "You are so clever, but you have to keep this secret secret. Don't let your father know, and don't let Mr. Bai notice it."

"Mom, don't worry. We have already discussed it. Now Bai Er has moved to Shanbao's house."

Mr. Qian smiled slightly. Mr. Bai was not a fool. He must have known that they were going to do something behind the scenes. I'm afraid he just wanted to see how the children were having fun.

However, Ms. Qian felt that Mr. Bai would not be able to guess it, because even if she heard it once, she still found it incredible.

The three children were not only incredibly courageous, but also had such big ideas that they could come up with such a plan.

Qian went back to his house full of worries. Lao Zhoutou, who was not worried, had already fallen asleep. The next day, he went out to visit with Man Bao's earnest instructions.

Man Bao, on the other hand, carried his own small bookcase and went to class with the abacus he bought.

Lao Zhou held the cigarette rod and wandered on the country road with his hands behind his back. The first place he went to was Zhou Daliang's house, which he had a good relationship with.

Daliang's father is younger than Lao Zhoutou, and he used to hang out behind Lao Zhoutou. Over the years, the two families have helped each other, and their relationship has become closer and closer.

He walked to the courtyard wall of Zhou Daliang's house, peeked in, and saw Daliang's father scolding Zhou Daliang, while Zhou Daliang was sitting in the yard with his head lowered, rubbing wheat.

He pushed the door open and went in. He took a look at the wheat drying in the yard and asked, "Why haven't you finished rubbing the wheat ears?"

"Uncle Jin is here, sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Daliang's father asked Zhou Daliang to move the chair, but he couldn't help complaining: "Several children sleep until three o'clock in the morning every day, and they don't like it when the sun gets hotter, and they always yell for hands.

It hurts, how can rubbing wheat not hurt your hands?"

Zhou Daliang moved a chair out and asked: "Uncle, have you finished rubbing the wheat at home?"

Lao Zhoutou filled the tobacco rod with shredded tobacco. Hearing this, he said: "It's finished early. It will be drying for another two days before it can be put into the warehouse."

In the entire Qili Village, Manbao's small farm is the fastest. Firstly, they invite many people, and secondly, they don't have much land, only about 20 acres. They can be cut in three or four days.

Drying and threshing were all done by day laborers.

Later, the long-term workers only needed to dry them. The sun was good some time ago, so they were quickly put into storage.

Lao Zhoutou's family is a little slower, but they are also the fastest in the village. They are still cutting wheat in the field. Their family has already cut all the wheat in the field and transported it home, and has started to plow the field and transplant rice seedlings.

By the time someone's family could finally plow the field and plant rice seedlings, they had already planted rice seedlings on the twenty acres of wheat field and threshed all the wheat...

So if you take a step slowly at the beginning, it will only get slower and slower later on.

However, Zhou Daliang and his son firmly believe that the reason why their old Zhou family has been so efficient is because they have a large family.

Especially if there are many children.

When the adults were transporting wheat to their homes, the children were drying the wheat ears at home, stepping on them and patting them...

While the men go to plow the fields, the women rub the wheat grains at home. Isn't this fast?

Daliang's father sighed again, looking at Zhou Daliang and sighing, their family is much smaller and their son is still lazy.

He and Zhou Lang used to hang out together and be lazy together, but now Zhou Lang is more diligent, but his son is still so lazy.

Da Liang's father was worried. He didn't want to see his son this time, so he adjusted the direction of the stool and turned his back to his son. While rubbing the wheat, he asked, "Uncle Jin, what do you want from me?"

Lao Zhoutou looked at him with disgust and pointed out: "You can't sit while rubbing wheat. You have to stand. Wrap your head and face with a piece of cloth. If you feel pain in your hands, wrap your hands too, and then rub it hard while standing.

, I can finish rubbing it in half a morning, how long can you keep rubbing it while sitting here?"

After he finished speaking, he said: "It's okay. Isn't this the wheat seeds that you all got from my family last year? The Bai family thinks our wheat seeds are good and wants to trade the wheat for ours to make seeds. I want to ask you

Are you happy or not?"

"One pound for one pound?"

"Nonsense, instead of exchanging one catty for one catty, you exchanged one and a half catties for one catty."

"It's not impossible," Daliang's father thought for a while and said, "But their wheat must be as good as ours. Uncle Jin, don't tell me, your wheat seed is really good. Not to mention the ear length, the grain is still good."

It’s full. I estimate that our wheat harvest this year will be at least a few bags more than the year before.”

While they were talking, several people nearby heard the sound and looked over. Lao Zhou saw it and simply waved to them, "Come on, let's talk."

People passing by and some nearby neighbors thought about it and realized that apart from grinding and drying wheat, there was nothing particularly important at home, so they simply left the housework to their mother-in-law and children and carried their hands behind their backs.

Walked over.

When Daliang came out of the kitchen, the yard was full of people, so she had no choice but to move stools for them.

Everyone was sitting in the yard, and it was not easy to just talk with bare hands, so they just pulled the wheat from Zhou Daliang's house and rubbed it while talking.

"Why does Uncle Jin have time to go out and walk around today?"

"He won't be free any day. He has six sons outside, a wealthy aunt and a bunch of daughters-in-law inside. Uncle Jin will be happy now."

"Enjoying happiness?" Lao Zhoutou snorted: "Then you can marry the daughter-in-law of my fifth and sixth son."

"Hey, by the way, the fifth child should be getting a wife, right?"

Old Zhou thought for a while and felt that the boy was not in a hurry, but he just wanted to look around, so he said: "It's okay to say we're kissing each other. Does any of you know a good girl in my family? Tell me about it and let the two of you go."

The children look at each other."

"I think that the fifth child will have great potential in the future. He is much better than the fourth child. He is also quick at work and has a lively spirit."
Chapter completed!