They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 86 Planting Konjac and Tube Konjac
When Zeng Xiaoyan got off the oxcart back in the village, she belatedly realized that she had been so focused on her husband that she hadn't really paid any attention to Sister-in-law Zhichun.

That wasn't the most embarrassing part. The most embarrassing part was that her entire relationship with her husband was witnessed by Sister-in-law Zhichun.

Oh dear, this is so embarrassing!

Zeng Xiaoyan belatedly realized that two suspicious red clouds had appeared on her cheeks, burning hot, and she wanted to cover her face.

"Zhichun, Sister-in-law Zhichun."

Xu Zhichun chuckled inwardly. So she's finally come to her senses? That stench of love had lingered over her the whole way, my dears!
"Ahem, you guys should go back and rest. You probably didn't sleep well last night and got up early this morning. I slept the whole way on the oxcart and I still feel groggy. I'll go rest for a while too."

I didn't hear or see anything. Is that answer satisfactory?
Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, Zeng Xiaoyan was comforted and subconsciously felt relieved and less embarrassed. She nodded repeatedly and said very considerately, "Yes, yes, Sister-in-law Zhichun, you should go and rest. We'll go dig for konjac later. Don't worry, don't worry, we'll definitely remember when to go to the city to pick up the little prodigy and won't be late."

"it is good."

It's true that Xu Zhichun didn't sleep well last night, and it's also true that she got up early this morning. She doesn't really want to rest, but is actually quite excited—her child has an important exam, she had a fight with the eldest daughter of the Zeng family, and she's been subjected to a lot of PDA all the way. It's hard not to be excited.

I went to the fields behind the house to look at the potatoes and sweet potatoes for a while, then strolled around the vegetable garden, fed the chickens and pigs, and prepared lunch in advance.

A while after the meal was prepared, Liang Chunfen returned.

She carried two bags full of konjac on her shoulders, probably weighing about 240 or 250 pounds in total, yet she still walked briskly, heading straight to the home of Yang Ming and his son Yang Xiaoan.

When Yang Ming and his son went to plant konjac for Xu Zhichun, they would pick out as many as they could plant.

"Sister-in-law Zhichun!"

"Are you hungry? Come and eat."

Xu Zhichun greeted Liang Chunfen with a smile, planning to invite her to check on the konjac planting after lunch, and also to go to the nearby mountains to dig some up for planting.

"it is good."

Liang Chunfen is the most enthusiastic eater. Her eyes light up at the mere mention of the word "eat," and her eagerness is so infectious that it makes everyone happy and even improves their own appetite.

After they finished eating, the two went to the field where konjac was planted.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming and his son Yang Xiaoan had already finished lunch and were busy here.

"Uncle Yang Ming, Xiao An."

"Oh, Zhichun is here!"

"Sister-in-law Zhichun."

Yang Xiaoan was still as thin as ever. The fourteen-year-old boy didn't look out of place standing next to other eleven-year-olds. He was also shy. He would get a little nervous and stiff when he saw Xu Zhichun. He forced a smile and greeted her, then lowered his head and looked a little unnatural.

It was probably because his biological mother abandoned him and his father when he was young, despising their poverty, and eloped with someone else, causing them to suffer a lot of ridicule and mockery, and making them very self-conscious.

He rarely interacted with the villagers, except for Xu Zhichun, who had helped his family a lot. His father always said that his sister-in-law Zhichun was a good person and Mingxuan was also a good person. His reaction to Xu Zhichun was considered good. When he saw other people, he didn't even dare to greet them or raise his head. He would either hide or run away quickly with his head down.

So much so that some gossipy women and old ladies would talk about him behind his back, complaining that he was "unsentimental," "impolite," "acts like he doesn't see his elders," and "doesn't even know how to greet them," and so on.

As a result, he became even more timid and afraid of people.

Looking at the rows of neatly planted konjac plants, Xu Zhichun was somewhat surprised. Had they planted so many?

"Uncle Yang Ming, Xiao An, you should take a break too. This konjac will grow once it's planted, and it can be planted in any season. Take it easy, there's no need to rush."

Xu Zhichun had a rough idea of ​​how much a person could plant in a day, and she also had a general idea of ​​how many days it would take to plant fifty acres in total. She felt bad that Uncle Yang Ming and his son were working so hard.

The intention was to help them because they were having a hard time, but if it ends up making them exhausted, wouldn't that be counterproductive?

Uncle Yang Ming quickly laughed and said, "It's alright, it's alright, we're not tired at all, really. This little bit of work is nothing."

The father and son earned forty coins a day, that's so much, how could they slack off? They had to do their job well.
Xu Zhichun smiled helplessly and said, "Uncle Yang Ming, this konjac field will need help taking care of in the future, such as weeding and watching over it. Please don't get sick from overwork, otherwise I'll have to find someone else to do the work!"

Uncle Yang was both surprised and delighted: "Really!" Even Yang Xiaoan couldn't help but look up, his eyes brightening.

Yang Mingshu's "Really!" was not directed at Xu Zhichun's second sentence, but at the first.

If that's the case, wouldn't it mean this job is going to last a long time?

The daily care alone certainly wouldn't earn forty coins, but over the long term, it would be a very stable income.

For the father and son, this was an unexpected and wonderful surprise.

Xu Zhichun nodded and smiled, "Of course it's true. Mingxuan has to go to school, how can I manage all this by myself? I always need to find someone to do it."

Uncle Yang Ming's face lit up with joy: "Good, good, good, Zhichun, don't worry. Leave this to us, we'll definitely do a good job. We... we're confident, we won't mess things up."

Yang Xiaoan nodded repeatedly.

Xu Zhichun was relieved to see that they had taken his advice to heart. "Don't tell anyone about this. We'll discuss the wages later."

"Okay, okay!"

Xu Zhichun and Liang Chunfen left together to dig up some konjac to plant.

Liang Chunfen had already traveled to many mountains and ridges, and she remembered where konjac grew. The two of them could go straight to their goal without wasting any time.

Xu Zhichun hadn't originally planned to hire someone to manage the konjac field long-term; it just suddenly came to mind.

The moment I thought about it, I felt that this was the way to do it.

On second thought, weren't Yang Ming and his son a perfect match?

Konjac plants don't require much daily care; let's start with a monthly stipend of 200 coins. It's just a matter of coming over occasionally to check on their growth, whether they've been damaged by humans or wild animals, and whether weeds are growing rampant, etc.

If weeding is needed, the father and son can't do it on their own, so they have to hire someone else. The father and son are responsible for leading and supervising the hired people to do the work, and the wages are calculated separately.

Sixty-five acres is not enough; there will be more in the future.

With this thought, Xu Zhichun's plan had already taken shape in his mind.

After they left, Uncle Yang was still very excited. He lovingly ruffled his son's dry, frizzy hair and asked, "Xiao An, did you hear that?"

Yang Xiaoan nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"From now on, we'll work hard at this job. There's so much land; we have to take good care of it!"

"Ok!"

"I can't let you down, Sister-in-law Zhichun."

"Ok!"

“You know Sister Chun won’t let us down. We’ll save up some money slowly, and things will get better and better in the future.”

"Um"

Yang Xiaoan blinked, her eyes a little moist.

Uncle Yang Ming patted his head again, "Good boy, let's plant konjac."

"Okay," Yang Xiaoan said.

The father and son were full of energy, as if they had inexhaustible strength.

(End of this chapter)