Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fang Hong Peanut had this idea only for a moment, but after recovering, after calling Fang Yan and returning to her home, she sat quietly and thought about it, but she was a little scared.

She knows nothing and went to the capital rashly. Even if she can see Fang Yan every day, who knows if she will cause Fang Yan trouble?

It's not a village, it's the capital. Not only are housing prices an astronomical figure, but prices are also very high. No matter what you want, you have to buy it with money.She has no savings, even if she can accept Fang's help at the beginning, but after a long time, how can she support herself?Even help the inkstone?

Fang Honghua sat quietly in the room with no lights on, thinking for a long time alone.

She began to imagine the situation she would encounter when she went to the capital. The ending of each of her assumptions caused her poverty and trouble for the inkstone, and finally had to return to the village embarrassedly.Fang Honghua also carefully examined herself, whether she had anything to do with her, and whether there was any skill that could support her.

She thought a lot, but none of them came in handy.

People in the city don't need to farm, and they won't hire a woman who doesn't even know a word?

The last time I went to a big city was a long time ago. Fang Honghua recalled what she had seen and heard at that time. Because it took too long, even her memory has been blurred, and everything about the big city became invisible in her heart. She was timid when she thought about it.

The last thing that woke her up from the meeting was the sound of fireworks outside.

The light from the brilliant fireworks burst into the room with a short period of blooming, red for a while, green for a while, Fang Honghua also slowly stood up.

She could hear the children's cheering from outside, but she didn't have any extra thoughts to pay attention to it.She turned on the light, slowly cleaned herself up under the dim light, then lifted the quilt and got in.

The quilt is the duvet that Fang Yan brought when he came back. It is lighter than the quilt, but warmer than the quilt.

I heard that people in the city are covered with such quilts.Fang Honghua sighed in her heart: The life of the people in the city is really good.

Such a quilt can cost a lot of money.

Fang Honghua thought nervously: I don't know if she can't even afford a quilt after she arrives in the city?

Just thinking about it, Fang Honghua fell asleep soon.

The next day, she was awakened by a knock on the door.

Because she thought a lot last night and spent a lot of energy on her, it turned out to be very late when she woke up today.Fang Honghua got up in a hurry, put on her clothes, and went to open the door.

The people who came were from other people in the village. There were so many people who seemed to have something to do.Fang Honghua couldn't help but let her go and invite them to come in.

"Are you just getting up?" Her neighbor said in surprise: "It's a different life if you're comfortable. You even get up later than usual. I heard that people in big cities live like this."

Upon hearing her remarks, several people suddenly thought they had looked at Fang Honghua’s house vaguely. When they saw something that had never been seen before, they suddenly showed a sense of envy. Quietly lowered his eyelids, without saying a word, he was very agreeable in his heart.

But isn't it? I'm living the same life as the people in the city, and there are some good things outside.

Fang Honghua was very uncomfortable. She stroked her temples and asked directly, "Is there anything wrong with you here?"

There are men and women who come here. It seems that there is a person from every house. At first glance, they come prepared, not a trivial matter.

Fang Honghua suddenly became nervous.

"It's not a big event for us to come." The leader said: "You also know that our village has a tradition. Please invite a troupe to sing a play for everyone. By the way, I can also hope that there will be a play next year. A good harvest."

This is indeed an old tradition. Every village in the surrounding area does this. When the New Year comes, the troupe will take turns to perform in the surrounding villages. It is also a chance for everyone to relax. Every time the troupe comes At that time, the children were the happiest, and the adults were the same. There was very little entertainment in this village, but the theater troupe was what everyone looked forward to all year long.

Fang Honghua breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She nodded and said, "It's the same as in previous years, right? I'll send the money to the village chief later."

In the past, the money that the troupe was invited over each year was paid out by everyone, and it was evenly spread to each household, only a dozen yuan. It is a celebration of the New Year, and no one will refuse. The tradition has been preserved. .Fang Honghua had already prepared this money.

The person who spoke just now stopped her: "This year is different."

Fang Honghua was stunned: "Different? Why is it different? Has the price increased?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded to each other again. The leader said again, "We all discussed it. You have a big head and you have a little more. This is something outside of the troupe, like setting up a stage. You don’t use it for such hard work. We will do it, so that you pay and we contribute. Everyone agrees..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Honghua was surprised to interrupt him: "What does it mean that I pay and you contribute? What does it mean to be big?!"

"Don't pretend you." The neighbor curled his lips: "Everyone knows that Xiaobao is promising and sent you so many good things. Look at these things in your house, but they are the first one in our village. Everyone’s life is not easy. When your life was hard, everyone helped you a lot. Now that you have a better life, you also help us. You see, everyone is not making you suffer, you are out. Money, you don’t need to do other chores. You just need to sit in the house and rest. It’s more comfortable."

Fang Honghua almost laughed: "You feel comfortable, why don't you show up?"

"Who told me not to have a good son. Honghua, don't hesitate. This is the result of everyone's discussion. You see, so many of us, it is impossible to make you suffer, right? Let's talk about it, Xiao Bao has sent you so many good things, and I must have sent a lot of money. If you take it out and invite a troupe, you can see it yourself, and we will also thank you from the bottom of our hearts. It’s great to do two things with one stone."

thank?Thank you for how much money?!

Fang Honghua looked at the villagers with a look of disbelief, and she couldn't think that such shameless words were actually spoken by these kind villagers in ordinary days!

Her inkstone sent her a lot of things, but she never sent any money. Although her quality of life has improved a lot, her savings are still as small as before.These people hadn't even seen it before, so they decided that Yanyan sent her a large sum of money. Could it be that the money still flew from the sky and passed in front of everyone?!

Not only the speaker, but so many people came and filled her room, but no one stood up and spoke against her.

Everyone agreed with this proposal.

Although she was wearing thermal underwear sent by her adopted son, Fang Honghua still felt the winter cold.

The coldness was bitter, from the soles of the feet to the scalp, and she couldn't help but start to shiver.