Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 439
No matter how quick-witted Ding Xuewei was, she couldn't be like the roundworm in other people's stomachs.

Seen by Wang Dazhu's gaze is a little inexplicable.

She said directly: "Uncle?"

Wang Dazhu narrowed his gaze: "I'll deal with it now."

"Let's go to the village chief's house." She really couldn't ignore the old ladies who were staring at this bunch of wild goods not far away!

He had something to say but didn't want to say it, Ding Xuewei couldn't force her, so she nodded and led the way forward.

Mr. Yang disdained Wang Dazhu's behavior very much, and spit out a word without moving his body.

"bake."

Ding Xue was speechless.

Back from Bazhen Building that day, she brought roast chicken.

This is the taste I want to eat at that time.

"Master, the barbecue has to be marinated. I'm afraid I can't find the seasoning for marinating in this village. How about I fry it for you?"

"It's not that good." Old Yang was very stubborn.

Ding Xue pursed her lower lip slightly, and her attitude changed abruptly: "If you don't like it, just drink vegetable soup, their young vegetables are very tender."

"Looking for death?" Old Yang raised his eyebrows.

Ding Xuewei was speechless for a moment.

"Master, you always want to embarrass me, so I just say it, you don't need to beat around the bush." ​​From yesterday to today, she has indeed been negligent, but is there a reason for the haste?
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to eat the small vegetable sprouts."

"Are you sure?" Old Yang paused.

Ding Xuewei pursed her lower lip speechlessly: "Stir-fried chicken or vegetable seedling soup?"

"...fried chicken." Elder Yang chose unhappily.

Ding Xuewei ignored him and stepped forward rather helplessly.

As if looking for abuse, Mr. Yang pulled Mr. Zhang's face to follow.

Carrying more than a dozen big hens, Wang Dazhu standing on one side has black lines all over his head.

Pandi and Mr. Jin are strange enough as a master-student pair, but these two are even more so.

If it weren't for this master, I would definitely think it was an enemy!
Ding Xuewei is old man Yang's enemy, the kind he hates and can't get rid of!

Shaking his head, Wang Dazhu quickly followed.

The workers have something to say but they know they have nothing to stand for. You look at me, I look at you and continue working after a while.

The old ladies on one side are different.

Those gazes followed the pheasant that Wang Dazhu was carrying, and jumped up unsteadily after the enviable pheasant skewers disappeared in the doorway of Ma Village Chang's house.

"It's a pheasant!" A short, hunchbacked old lady shouted.

The man who took over Wang Dazhu's position slowed down, paying attention to several old ladies while working.

The old ladies didn't realize that they were being watched, that excitement.
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"It's a pheasant, it's a pheasant!"
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"That old man was able to catch a pheasant!"
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"He caught it? It looks very energetic, but no matter how energetic, where is the age, sixty?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Judging by his clothes, he doesn't look like he can catch pheasants. It must be good luck~" The little old lady who spoke at the beginning affirmed: "It must be good luck to meet a group of pheasants, and then hit him by mistake." Hit by mistake."

"Then the relationship will be better, let's call someone to go quickly, maybe we can have some meat today!" The other old lady with a crutch was overjoyed.

The pheasant is too eye-catching, the pool that is about to be dug, half of the waterwheels are not fragrant, the old women are very anxious, doubting the strength of Mr. Yang, while whimsical, thinking that they should also have a taste of meat transport.

The man was speechless listening to their rambling words.

There are indeed many wild animals in the forest, but that number is only for those capable people who dare to enter the depths of the dense forest.

The idea of ​​a pheasant hitting its ankle is pure fantasy.

From the string of pheasants, one can get a glimpse of Mr. Yang's ability!
"Ma'am, that Mr. Yang is a capable person." The man really couldn't listen to it.

"..."

It was in full swing, and the old ladies who wanted to tell their children and grandchildren to pick up a bargain choked.

Staring at the man for a moment, each of them brought their dissatisfaction to the extreme.
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"What ability? The ability to enter the forest? As for the little old man, the ability to enjoy happiness is about the same. Entering the forest, are you kidding me?"
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"He has to be able to catch pheasants, old woman, I have the ability to lead wild cattle, who do you look down on?"
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"This ability terrifies me. Do you really think that rich people are afraid of poisonous insects, rats and ants in the woods, and they have to get out of the way when they see them?"

Of the six people, three opened their mouths, and although the other three were silent, they stared at people full of anger.

In a word, Mr. Yang shouldn't have the ability to go hunting in the forest.

He's not the type to do that.

The man was speechless.

You can't look at the surface when looking at people, especially those who appear around Ding Xuewei.

"Are you afraid that we will rob you of your wild goods?" The old lady on crutches was full of understanding.

The little old lady realized later: "This is impossible, this is our Yuanlin Village, and the wild animals that appear around here should belong to our village."

"Yes, those are all ours, and have nothing to do with you." The other person was afraid that it would be too late.

The man was speechless.

He choked and pulled the corner of his lower lip to return his attention to his hands.

Everyone in the village is very busy today, big and small.

Although these people are a bit older, there are many things suitable for them to do.

Follow them back and forth, and the occasional speeches have long exposed their lazy and cunning personalities.

That is to say, knowing that these old ladies are not good, so they will pay more attention!
The man knew that such a greedy and reckless person would not be able to listen to good advice, so he stopped talking, while the old ladies, seeing him like this, felt that he was guilty, and went to the head of Village Ma's house after muttering for a while. .

They are going to ask where the pheasant flocks appear, so as to earn a quick step.

"Brother Li?"

Someone is worried.

The man waved his hand.

"We can't control it."

Reasonable people don't open their mouths. If they open their mouths, they can't be persuaded, and he is unnecessary.

"Hurry up and work."

Do things earlier and leave earlier, this is the fundamental solution to the problem.

The workers all knew this truth, worked hard, and the old ladies who entered the village head's house argued hard under the glaring gaze of the village head.

When Ding Xuewei and Yang Lao entered the door, several people in the yard were filtering the last bucket of water glue.

Seeing the string of pheasants, Village Chief Ma's eyes widened.

After finally regaining consciousness, several greedy women from the village stepped through the door.

There is no need to ask, he is very clear about their purpose.

No, what he said was to make people go back and idle.

When he chased people away, several old ladies were very upset, so Baba told him about the home game.

The Ding family is not a guest, even if they caught a pheasant, they should share it with the village, after all, it is in their village.

Village head Ma wanted to hit someone.

Are these words decent?

"Village chief, we didn't compete with them for the pheasant, so we wanted to ask where the old man caught it." The old lady on crutches felt reasonable.

Village Chief Ma was almost laughed angrily: "If you know where to catch them, you still have the ability to catch them?"

"He can catch it, why can't we?" The little old lady was very confident.

Village head Ma felt like a scholar was powerless when he met a soldier: "If you have the ability, ask someone, just go straight into the forest."

"Village Chief, what you said is a little unreasonable. We definitely want to enter this forest. We just came to ask and avoid detours." Brother, please tell us."

The old ladies are all over 60 years old. In terms of age, they are younger than Mr. Yang, but because of their hard and tiring life, they look older than Mr. Yang. please.

With Ding Xuewei's usual virtues, with so many Baba eyes, she would give away the pheasant in her hand no matter what.

Today, Mr. Yang's attitude makes her afraid.

This old man is a master of things. He and his family can't finish eating these pheasants. Wang Dazhu and the others don't have the possibility of tasting them. She is really worried that if she opens her mouth, the old man will give her a disqualification. Only then did he call Wang Dazhu into the village head Ma's house.

Originally, she was still a little bit sorry, but who knows that people are justified!

"Grandma, what do you mean, our rubber is cheap, I should buy all the rubber trees around Yuanlin Village later?"

"Uh!" The old lady Chuguai was dumbfounded.

　Daily shout, ask for tickets and collections...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)