The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Without the Chen family, they came looking for trouble, but Mengyao's life gradually calmed down, but soon the house became lively again because of her dozens of acres of paddy fields.

Seeing these people from home, several of them are children who came here to read, their families are poor. Now I hear people say that Ning Mengyao is going to rent out the fields that she just bought, isn't that all coming?

At the end of the twenty acres of fine paddy fields, the family split into several acres, and they need to pay taxes before giving Ning Mengyaosan achievements every year.

Secondary paddy land was rented by two households, although not comparable to the upper paddy land, but it was also good. The final lease was only 20% after tax payment, and the people who came to rent the land were very satisfied.

Fine paddy fields, and medium paddy fields produce completely different yields.

At the end of the five acres of rice fields, Ningmengyao was not planning to rent them. It was just an outdoor person who said that their house didn't have any fields, so let's wait a little longer. He could make more fat.

There was no way, Ning Mengyao could only rent out the five acres.

At the end of the day, the lease will be handed over after two generations. It will certainly not be delayed. Yang Zhu will be with him the whole time, and he will help Ning Ying to write it down together.

After that, everyone left. Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Zhu: “Uncle Yang is really in trouble today. ”

Yang Zhu shook his head and said, “What kind of trouble? But, girl, what are you going to use the other mountains and drylands for?” Thirty-five acres to go.

I preferred Mengyao to say my thoughts again.

“Now that you have an idea, the uncle doesn't say much, if you need any help, just tell him.” Yang Zhu saw that Ning Mengyao had already thought about his plans and nodded with a smile.

“Yes, that's natural. ”

After talking to Ning Mengyao for a while, Yang Zhu left, and Ning Mengyao took out a pen and ink paper yarn and started writing constantly. That was her plan and something else.

It took a whole afternoon before Ning Mengyao could fix everything. Finally, it seemed useless to find a dryland near the east, which was next to a relatively large river.

As for why the land was still dryland by the river, that was because the land was too high, and not only was the river too deep to be irrigated at all.

Thinking about it, Ning Mengyao got up and locked * * * * out, came to that place, looked down at the steep river water, then walked forward, and found that the water flow ahead was more urgent, and the mind had plans.

Isn't this a good place to dig fish ponds and raise fish?

After returning from the river, Ning Mengyao thought carefully that it was a good decision to dig fish ponds and raise fish, so he quickly wrote his thoughts on Xuan Paper and added them to his previous plan.

After everything was done, Ning Mengyao realized that he was actually a little hungry.

Feeling the empty stomach, Mengyao stood up and walked toward the kitchen. She made herself a plate of sautéed rice and moved the embroidery frame out to begin embroidery.

Shortly after the beginning, an uninvited guest walked in, which was Yang Xiu-er, who had just arrived before.

She stood beside herself and looked at herself with an exploratory look, as if she had done something unseen, making Ning Mengyao unusually disgusted.

“You seem to have forgotten what I said.” Ning Mengyao's hands kept moving, but his voice was as faint as ice.

Yang Xiu-er's body was slightly stiff. Turning to look at Ning Mengyao, he smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: “Are you sure you can't stand me like this? ”

The treatment that Yang Cui received these days made her feel a little cold, didn't she? Because of what I was trying to get from Ning Mengyao, I finally got myself into a mess.

Ning Mengyao's hand paused and looked up at Yang Xiu-er with tears. The irony in his eyes was: "Can't I stand you? What do I have to do with you? ”

Yang Xiu-er, she thought that Ning Mengyao would say a lot, even forgive herself. But when she heard her words, Yang Xiu-er realized how naive and stupid she was.