Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 673
After Erya and Li Zhong came back, they reached an agreement, and the woman who poured out Yexiang completely made the decision on behalf of her son.

Not to be missed.

Chen Rou has been listening by the side, a little drowsy.

Sure enough, ill-gotten gains are not available, and all the money obtained from the merchants has now become future investment.

But forget it, it’s fine if you don’t want the money, whoever has the money still farms the land, and it must be the one who has no money to farm the land.

Li Zhong looked at Shen Zhuo with gratitude in his eyes, and so did Erya, with an expression on the verge of tears. At the beginning, she just said it casually, but she was actually solved.

"You rest early and return to the village tomorrow morning."

Shen Zhuo didn't think he had done any great things, he just minimized the loss. Before the influence of Yongle Street was eliminated, this place was just an abandoned house without any effect.

At night, Shen Zhuo took a palm-leaf fan and fanned Chen Rou repeatedly. It was so hot that she felt a little urgent to breathe. Chen Rou felt that something was oppressing her stomach.

Stretching out his hand, he found that the originally flat abdomen had slightly bulged, and the abdomen had become more fleshy.

Are you pregnant?

In the darkness, Shen Zhuo's hand accurately grasped Chen Rou's slipping hand.

"Will Rou'er blame me for making my own decisions?"

The money for the restaurant was paid by Chen Rou. Logically, she is the one who has the right to speak.

"It's quite admirable. I didn't expect to do this at all. I always thought that you would rent it out to others as a restaurant."

Chen Rou always thought that her head was more flexible, but the truth was that Shen Zhuo's head was more flexible.

"But in this way, we can really only farm in the countryside. Isn't the business ceremony starting next year in the village to grow cotton? We shouldn't have to change it, right?"

In the entire Liu Village, it is estimated that there is only one mu of cotton in Zhang Lan's family. Because it is far away from the people in the village, many people have never seen it.

"No, we have fertilizer and water, so the yield will not be very low."

The two of them just eat, plus Shen Zhuo goes hunting in the mountains in winter and grows some vegetables at home, so they can definitely live a good life.

If the child is born and grows up to seven years old, and seven years have passed, this place should already be in another normal situation.

"I'll sleep first, call me early tomorrow, I want to go back."

"it is good"

Listening to Shen Zhuo's words, Chen Rou fell asleep in a daze. Before she closed her eyes, she reminded her.

"Tomorrow is the time to weed and fertilize the paddy fields."

Soon, the sound of even breathing came from the bed, and Shen Zhuo followed his wife's hand and gently stroked his wife's belly.

This is what he would do every day before going to bed. The scorching heat spread from the palm of his hand to his belly until he touched the bump. Maybe even his own wife didn't know where it was, and it became more and more obvious day by day.

The fan in his hand and the wind blowing out were still the same as before, even if he repeated the same movement for almost half an hour, Shen Zhuo didn't feel tired.

"Rou'er, if it wasn't for the gold mine, I would never want to come to the town and spend my whole life in the village, following the footsteps of the sun and doing everything. I don't even want to be the chef of a restaurant. One thing , Do it many times, it will be really tiring.”

Shen Zhuo kept talking to himself, the person who fell asleep in his arms moved his eyelashes lightly, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

(End of this chapter)