Farming space: fortunate petite to farm

Gu Fei took out a small Mazza from the car and sat down for the old lady. Chen hurriedly brought vegetables to the old lady.

The old lady held the bowl and hesitated, "why don't I bring all my rations here?"

Chen smiled brightly, "ouch, mom, don't say this quickly. It's all bought with silver given by Xiao Fei. You're her milk. Shouldn't you eat her?"

The old lady heard the meaning of her words. A few days ago, she said that Gu Fei was a white eyed wolf and unfilial. Chen reminded her that she was raised by Gu Fei at present.

The old lady sighed. She was old, unable to work, and had no money in her hand. She had to be supported by her children. In fact, no one was willing to listen to her.

She usually likes to talk about filial piety, which is nothing more than taking care of her younger generation.

But Xiaofei can't hold it clearly.

Oh, forget it, forget it. Food is better than anything.

While eating, Gu Fei suddenly said, "Dad, do we still have to buy a mule cart and pull people one by one? It's not enough for everyone to take turns. I think my aunt will fall down in two days."

Li has always been in poor health. Before giving birth to a tiger, he lost a formed baby boy. He struggled to give birth to a tiger a few years later, and his health was even worse.

Gu Rong was nearby. He was holding a bowl and wanted to say something. He couldn't say it. He just looked at Gu Fei gratefully.

Li Shi lowered his head and secretly wiped his tears.

Gu Zhang nodded, "then buy another one. Who's driving?"

Now the men in the family and their great uncle drive in rotation. People have to break up when they sit in the car all day. It's more comfortable to get off and walk.

My aunt and father just came over with a bowl. "My eldest grandson can drive, and so can my mother-in-law and two daughters-in-law. We use mules to carry things in and out of the mountain. When we are ripe, we can rotate."

Gu Zhang smiled, "that's good. When you get to the market town tomorrow, you'll buy another mule car."

Uncle Ma nodded while eating the rice soaked in broth. "Tomorrow's road will lead to Fuyuan town. It's a big town, and mule carts are designated."

At this time, bao'er of the Qian family ran over with a white steamed bun. When he saw the small bowl of smoked rabbit meat on the board, he reached out and grabbed it. When he grabbed it, he stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen frowned, trying to say it was hard to say.

Gu Fei looked at bao'er's hand. It was dark. She stared at bao'er. "What do you want to eat, bao'er? Say it. My sister will clip it for you. Your hand is dirty. The dishes are dirty, and others don't eat it."

Bao'er didn't care about her. He chewed in his mouth, put his hand into the bowl, grabbed a handful and ran away quickly.

Gu Fei was so angry that she only ate one piece. Now there is only one bottom left in the bowl.

Gu Rong saw clearly next to him, turned his head and said to Qian, "don't your family also eat white flour? Why are you willing to give it to bao'er instead of to your mother?"

Qian himself carried a bowl of black coarse grain paste in his hand and snorted, "bao'er is poor and needs to be well fed. I'm willing to give him food. Can you manage it?"

Chen couldn't help it at this time. "Sister-in-law, take care of your family, bao'er. Each family eats its own food. My family orders like this. Bao'er will be caught as soon as he comes. Are we still eating?"

Qian said in a strange way: "sister-in-law, you said that. How much can bao'er eat as a child? Besides, bao'er is also your nephew. What's the matter with your nephew eating something? It's worth saying. I've never seen you so stingy."

Chen was so angry that his chest rose and fell. Gu Zhang frowned, "forget it, eat."