The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 21 Grandpa is critically ill (1)

21
"This girl is really strong." Mo Qi couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw the little figure holding a chicken coop in one hand and a big cloth bag with two pieces of meat in the other without any effort.

Lou Chenxiao looked at the small figure that was drifting away with deep eyes, and a cynical smile appeared on his lips: "Go, go patrol the Shuangtuo Village, and make a quick turn around so that you can go back to deal with the old man."

When Mi Congcong went to town, he rode in an ox cart, and when he came back, he rode in a horse-drawn cart, so he came back just in time for lunch.

It's just that there isn't even a grain of rice in the kitchen of the second room of Mi's house. Milan Lan is squatting at the door of the kitchen worrying, and doesn't bother to move when he catches a glimpse of Mi Congcong.

Mother is in confinement now, and grandma can still bring one or two delicious meals over every day, but when mother is confinement, she will definitely be gone, and my sister is so young, what should I do then?
Also, she is very hungry now...

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come over to help?"

Mi Congcong yelled, Milan Lan lazily raised his eyelids and glanced, and the next second, he ran over screaming.

"Sister, where did you get the chicken? Wow, there's still meat? What's in this cloth bag?" Mi Congcong was so excited that he almost threw Mi Congcong up.

Mi Congcong was infected by her emotions, and his phoenix eyes curved up unconsciously.

It's really rare, if she remembers correctly, this is the first time this girl willingly calls her "sister".

Milan Lan opened the cloth bag and screamed again after seeing the brown rice waiting to be eaten in the bag.

This is the first time she has seen so much food at home when she grows up!

"Okay, let's move the things back to the kitchen first." Mi Congcong temporarily forgot about the dream, and said after filling his stomach first.

"Yes, yes, the sun is so poisonous, you can't let the chickens die in the sun." Milan Lan first lifted the chicken coop under the eaves, then made a broken bowl and put some water in it. She said: "Sister, you have worked hard, go back to the house and rest, I will cook."

"Let me help light the fire." Since the girl didn't flinch at her anymore, she didn't mind learning to do some housework.

After all, she has already decided to stay in this house, so she can't just open her mouth all the time, and the conditions of this house don't allow her to continue to be lazy.

"That's fine." Milan Lan happily washed the brown rice and put it in the pot, lit a fire for Mi Congcong to watch, and said, "I'll go to the field to pick some vegetables."

Milan Lan picked out the old leaves of the picked vegetables and took them to the chicken coop to feed the chickens. The tender ones were washed and chopped, and then half a piece of lean meat was cut into small pieces and cooked in a vegetable and lean meat soup for dinner. Half of the meat was marinated, and the other half was dried in the yard to prevent it from spoiling.

Mi Congcong found out that this girl is quite good at living.

After lunch, Mi Congcong went to the big house to look for Mi Zhiqing, but Mrs. Ye said that an old man died in Lincun, and Mi Zhiqing went to the cemetery first, so he had to go home first.

"Lan Lan, what kind of crops are we planting on our land?" Mi Congcong originally wanted to go to the field to have a look, but the sun was scorching hot, so she gave up the idea. Besides, she didn't know much about farm work. Even if you look at it, you can't see why.

"A small piece of land was planted with vegetables, two pieces of land were planted with sweet potatoes, and the rest were rented out. You know that." Mi Congcong hadn't been to the field for a long time. I don't think it's strange.

It was Mi Congcong who brought back so much food today, so Milan Lan talked to her calmly.

"How many acres of land does our family have?" Mi Congcong asked calmly.

Milan Lan gave her a strange look: "I heard from my father that when we separated, we divided a total of five acres of paddy fields and one acre of dry land, but the five acres of paddy fields have been rented out, and the rent should be collected next month."

When the Mi family split up, she and her mother hadn't moved back yet. Shouldn't this damn girl know more about how much they are divided than her?

Mi Congcong snorted.

There are only six acres of land in total, and five acres are actually rented out. This family is really leisurely!

"If you rent out five acres of land, how much grain can you get back in one season?" No matter what, you have to figure out the family affairs before you can make a plan.

"At that time, my father was in a hurry to rent out the land, so... so one mu of land could recover ten catties of brown rice per season."

When it came to renting the house, Milan Lan felt very guilty, because at that time Mi Congcong was the only person in the family who opposed the renting out of the land. be lazy.

"What was the yield per mu of our land before?" Mi Congcong continued to ask, because she didn't understand these things either.

"If you grow rice, one mu of land...can probably produce about [-] catties?" Milan Lan is not sure, this figure is what she heard from other villagers, and their rice output seems to have never been greater. so high.

Mi Congcong's head throbbed when he heard it. One mu of land can produce about [-] catties of grain, but Mi Zhian actually rented out the land for only ten catties of brown rice. What is his brain? Fill it with what?

"Okay, I got it, the land will be taken back when the tenants harvest this season's rice!" Mi Congcong took back the land not to grow it himself, but to set a reasonable rent before renting it out.

Milan Lan wanted to object to taking back the land, but thinking of the food that Mi Congcong brought back today, his mouth softened. Anyway, there is still some time before the rent collection, so we will discuss this matter at that time.

Dinner was very simple, just a bowl of brown rice porridge, which was still very watery, but with the current situation at home, Mi Congcong couldn't blame Milan Lan for being stingy. Don't worry about getting hungry either.

Mi Zhian didn't come back, and Milan Lan stayed with Jiang in the main room at night, helping to take care of the children. Mi Congcong lay on the hard plank bed, thinking about that strange dream for a while, and thinking about how to make the whole family happy. People live a good life without closing their eyes until midnight.

Just when Mi Congcong was feeling sleepy, he suddenly heard his uncle's anxious voice in the yard: "Congcong, get up!"

Mi Congcong jumped up in shock, opened the door and went out: "Uncle, what happened?"

"Take two changes of clothes and follow me to Qingshi Town, Master is critically ill!" After Mi Zhiqing finished speaking, he didn't care whether Mi Congcong followed, turned around and rushed home to pack up.

Mi Congcong's heart skipped a beat, he went back to the house, grabbed a few clothes and ran outside.

"Where is this going?" Milan Lan heard the sound and came out, grabbing Mi Congcong.

Mi Congcong took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket and stuffed it into Milan Lan's hand: "My grandfather is critically ill, my uncle and I have to go there, we don't know when we'll be back, you keep this silver, remember, it's not a last resort Can't spend it!"

To put it bluntly, this piece of broken silver is just for emergencies.

There is a pregnant woman and a child under the full moon at home, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

　PS: Good night, okay~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)