Pastoral fragrance, there is a chili wife at home

Chapter 136 Tiandi Ling Tianyang took a long time to gradually stabilize his emotions, and said: "Father, since you bought a Zhuangzi, it will be easier, there must be villagers who used to be there in the Zhuangzi, You don’t have to do anything, just tell them. Of course, if Dad feels sorry, he can give them more wages. As for the scattered ones, Dad, just ask the local villagers to plant them for me. Some of them are planted as corn.”

"What? Yangyang, you also want to plant corn in the field?" Ling Wensheng didn't look at Ling Tianyang in surprise, but looked at Ling Tianyang stupidly.

The field was used to grow rice. Wouldn't it be too wasteful to use it to grow corn? Ling Wensheng even had the urge to hit Ling Tianyang hard. This silly girl, can't she be really that stupid?

"Not necessarily, Dad, I still want to share some sorghum. Dad, what do you think of growing sorghum in our place?" Ling Tianyang is not very familiar with this place. If you want to ask these questions, it is best to ask Ling Wensheng, an expert farmer. .In Ling Tianyang's mind, he seemed to be able to imagine the scene when he brewed that incomparably mellow wine.

"Oh, Dad, why are you hitting me on the head?" Ling Tianyang covered the top of his head, looked at Ling Wensheng aggrieved, and thought what happened to Ling Wensheng, why did he hit her for nothing?

"You also said that it is a field for growing rice, do you know?" Ling Wensheng looked angrily at his daughter, who usually looked very smart, why did she do so at this time? silly? "Yangyang, rice and sorghum can also be planted in the field. Why should they be planted in the field? What about rice? Are you not going to plant it?" Ling Wensheng was so angry that he wanted to hit her hard. Dayton, it's just that I can't do anything.

"I know! But it's not enough." Ling Tianyang rubbed his head with a puzzled expression.

Ling Wensheng really couldn't think of what to do with so much corn and sorghum. Could it be that Yangyang was going to raise pigs, and he wanted to raise a lot of pigs?With this question in mind, Ling Wensheng asked, "Yangyang, do you want to raise pigs?"

Ling Tianyang shook his head, "Father, I have already raised four pigs, and I don't want to raise any more, as long as there are enough to eat."

Ling Tianyang told the truth, he did not expect that it was Ling Wensheng who greeted him hard. Ling Tianyang gasped in pain, and asked aggrievedly: "Father, why did you hit me?"

"What do you think? There are so many fields, and you want to use them all to grow corn and sorghum. Can I not be angry? Yangyang, are you stupid?" Ling Wensheng finally felt helpless. Those fields belonged to Ling Tianyang. How about right to decide?But Yang Yang is his daughter, could it be that he let himself watch his daughter do stupid things?

Ling Tianyang finally understood what Ling Wensheng meant, so he looked at his father dumbfounded, really... "Father, can't you just ask me why I plant so much corn? Ouch, my head, It hurts me to death!"

Ling Tianyang's call forced Wang Shi who was busy in the kitchen to come out. As soon as Wang Shi came out, he saw Ling Tianyang holding his head in his hands and looking at Ling Wensheng with an aggrieved expression.The Ling family only has a daughter like Ling Tianyang. It is conceivable how much the Wang family likes Ling Tianyang. She is still holding a spatula in her hand, and she seems to be washing the pot. When she points to Ling Wensheng, she smells: "Ling Wensheng, you beat your daughter La?"

Although Mrs. Wang said she was asking, her tone seemed to confirm that Ling Wensheng had beaten Ling Tianyang. No matter how stupid Ling Wensheng was, she knew that she had wronged her daughter. She faltered for a long time without saying anything.

Ling Tianyang didn't care about it, and said softly to Wang Shi: "Mother, don't you want to be so fierce? I said something wrong just now, and it was right for Dad to hit me. Does it prove that my dad still cares about me? Right, Dad. "

The stupid Ling Wensheng nodded quickly, not daring to look at his wife, Ling Tianyang smiled and pulled Mrs. Wang down and everyone sat down together, and said to the two of them: "Mother, father, I remember last year, when the Bodhisattva saw me and gave me pity I got a book and I'm going to make wine, remember?"

Ling Wensheng and Wang Shi nodded, and Wang Shi said: "How can I not remember, hmph, it's not that mother-in-law of He Shi who caused our Yangyang to suffer. Now I'm fine, I was burned, what a retribution!"

Ling Tianyang saw that Wang's talk was getting further and further away, so he hurriedly said: "Mother, the matter is over, don't talk about it anymore. So, I planted so much corn to make wine. In this way, I don't have to buy another one. Sorghum can also be used to make wine. Rice, as long as there is enough to eat, why grow so much?”

Wang Shi and Ling Wensheng suddenly realized that this was the case, Ling Wensheng blushed, and said to Ling Tianyang embarrassedly: "Yangyang, I'm sorry, Dad hurt you just now, let me see. "

Ling Tianyang quickly grabbed Ling Wensheng's hand, and said with a smile: "What did you say, I'm not so delicate, and besides, Dad is doing it for my own good. Dad, um, is there a sorghum breed in our place?"

"Of course, it's just that there are not many people who plant them, and most of them are planted to make brooms."

"what?"

"Didn't you see the broom at home? It was made of sorghum tassels." Ling Wensheng pointed to the broom at the door.

Usually, who would pay attention to this place? Besides, the broom of the Yan family is not made of sorghum tassels, but made of palm leaves.

"Yangyang, I think the business you opened in the town is doing well, and your house..." Ling Wensheng felt very upset every time he saw the crappy house of Yan's house. The family's house is the only one in Bajiao's Nest. My daughter is rich now, but the Yan's house is really...

"Well, Dad, it looks like Tian Nan is about to leave the court. If I want to build a house at this time, I'm afraid I don't have enough money, so I'll wait and see."

Next, Ling Tianyang discussed with Ling Wensheng how much land was used to grow corn and how much was used to grow rice.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Ling Tianyang took a few baskets to the old house to send Qingming.Fearing that her daughter would be wronged in the old house, Wang originally wanted to accompany her there, but Ling Tianyang refused.

When we arrived at the old house, more than a dozen chickens were running happily in the yard. Next to the water tank in the yard, there were several clothes hanging on the drying pole. Ling Tianyang's sister-in-law Ling Wenqin was washing the clothes.Seeing Ling Tianyang coming, Ling Wenqin wiped off the water on her hands and said with a smile, "Yangyang, are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

"Sister, I'm doing laundry. I've already eaten." Ling Tianyang handed the basket to Ling Wenqin, and after Ling Wenqin took it, she dragged Ling Tianyang into the house.

When Ling Tianyang entered the room, Mrs. Deng was mending her clothes. When she saw Ling Tianyang, she glanced at her, then lowered her head and went to mend her clothes by herself.

Ling Tianyang didn't care about Deng Shi's reaction at all, as before, he called out: "Grandma." Then asked: "Where's the master?"

Ling Wenqiang replied: "Your grandpa went out to look at the field. I don't know if you dug up the yams?"

"Oh." Ling Tianyang nodded. After the Qingming Festival, basically they can dig the yams. Last time Yan Tianxun planned to dig up the yams for them, but the yams in their house were still very tender a few days ago. cost-effective.

Ling Wenqin handed the basket in her hand to Deng Shi. Seeing such a big basket, Deng Shi's expression changed slightly, she put down the basket in her hand, took the basket, opened it, and saw that there were eight big ones lying inside. Qingmingba, his eyes lit up immediately, he picked up one and said to Ling Tianyang, "I'll try the Qingmingba made by Yangyang."

Deng said to Ling Tianyang after eating the whole Qingming cake, "Well, Yang Yang is very similar to her mother, and the Qingming cakes she made are so delicious."

Hearing Deng's words, Ling Tianyang cursed in his heart: This is not delicious, it is clearly the glutinous rice flour in the Qingming Bakery.In this place, glutinous rice is an expensive item. It would be great if someone like Mrs. Deng could make it with cornmeal, but who would be willing to use glutinous rice flour to make it?However, Ling Tianyang just thinks about it in his heart, Deng Shi is her grandma no matter what.

Mrs. Deng ate one, but felt it was not enough, picked up another one, and said to Ling Wenqin: "Qin, you have a taste too, bring the rest into the house, let your father and your seventh brother taste it when they come back, but It's delicious."

Ling Wenqin took the basket in, Deng took the Qingming cake, and said while eating: "Yangyang, this glutinous rice flour is a good thing. I haven't tasted your milk for many years. It's really delicious! But it's true, Yang Now that Yang is the boss, what is glutinous rice flour, maybe he can eat pearl powder in the future, I heard people outside say that pearl powder is a good thing, eating it can not only prolong life, but also whiten the skin."

Ling Tianyang didn't know what Deng Shi was talking about at all, so she neither objected nor nodded to what Deng Shi said, just pretending that she didn't hear it.

Deng shi babbled for a long time by himself, but Ling Tianyang just couldn't make a fart, so Deng shi was so angry that he wanted to curse.But because there was Yan Tiannan beside Ling Tianyang, he endured it, but his words gradually became stiff.

"Yangyang, look, you can eat glutinous rice noodles by opening a small shop. I wonder if you can take your uncle with you. Your uncle is actually a good guy, although he sometimes mixes things up. Ah. Besides, inviting outsiders can’t compare to your own family, right?”

As soon as Deng's words came out, Ling Tianyang's eyes widened. She knew that the news of her opening a shop had already spread, but why did Deng mention it to her at this time?Also, Ling Tianyang himself didn't know how to evaluate her uncle.

Seeing that Ling Tianyang still didn't speak, Mrs. Deng continued: "Yangyang, look, no matter what, your surname is Ling, isn't it? Rather than making it cheaper for outsiders, why don't you let your uncle look after the shop for you, how about it?"