Cannon Fodder Just Wants to Farm (MTL)

Chapter 22: Future Plans

Deal with them severely.

Before leaving, his uncle said to He Zifeng: "If anyone bullies you in the future, come directly to Fangjiacun to find me." Then he glanced at his ex-brother-in-law who was beaten badly, and let out a loud sigh, feeling extremely relieved.

This slap should have been given twenty years ago. Because of his behavior, even the girls who got married later in the Fang family were affected to some extent. Seeing him knocked to the ground, he looked like a turtle that had been turned inside its shell and couldn't get up for a long time. Today there are both people from Chishui Village and young men from Fangjia Village here to support them. After the truth is revealed, no one can think of talking about the evil practices of their old Fang family.

He Zifeng said to his uncle, "If you're not in a hurry, come and have a meal at home."

The uncle said: "No, I have other things to do." Then he took out a small ball from his arms, which was sewn with scraps of leather. It was just right for children to play with: "This is for Ranran. I don't know who he is." Do you still remember my uncle?"

He Zifeng said: "I will take him to visit you next time."

The uncle was very happy when he heard it. Then he said: "The relationship is good." Then he waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't send it away. I'll go back by myself."

He left here with the brothers he brought.

He Zifeng said goodbye to his uncle before hurriedly taking a shower and going home. As soon as I got home, I saw Ranran squatting in the corner feeding the little rabbit. He came back to his senses when he heard the voice, then ran over, opened his two little hands and said: "Dad." The words were crisp.

He Zifeng directly held his son in his arms, then handed the ball that his uncle was playing with to his son, and said, "Here, my uncle gave it to you."

"Thank you uncle for me." The baby was taught to be polite by Qiu Yu.

He Zifeng couldn't hold back and kissed his son's milky little face and said, "Next time I take you to see him, you can thank him personally."

Xiao Heran nodded.

He Zifeng had just returned to the house and watched Qiu Yu bake the pancake. It was a three-height pancake crust, still radiating heat. There was Qiu Yu's stir-fried spicy sauce. There were washed wild vegetable sprouts on the plate. He spread the pancake on it. Top it with some sauce and roll it up with your favorite vegetables. It's satisfying and enjoyable.

The family of three ate some pancakes, and the son ate the most. The little guy was greedy and rolled a big pancake every time and ate it in one bite. His cheeks were bulging like a squirrel. The little guy takes it very seriously every time he eats.

Qiu Yu's pancakes are very fragrant. The pancakes he bakes are slightly thick and cut into triangular pieces. Each piece becomes bigger when rolled up.

He Zifeng didn't even bother to eat, he just looked at his son.

The little cub didn't care about other people's opinions at all, and was very focused on eating. Watching him eat, the food in his hands tastes better.

They were just a farmhouse, and there were no rules about not eating, talking, or sleeping. Qiu Yu said: "Of course, eat less, you are already fat." Now she eats a lot every day, his cheeks are rounder, but he looks cuter. It's easy to hold up, and running around the village every day doesn't stop him from gaining weight.

He Zifeng said: "The child will be lucky if he is fatter."

When He Ran heard his father praise him, he immediately became happy: "Dad is right."

Qiu Yu glanced at their father and son with a smile. At night, Qiu Yu put her son to sleep in the small bed. As soon as he returned to the big bed, He Zifeng pulled hard and fell into his arms.

In the dark night, Qiu Yu didn't struggle and just lay on his arm. He Zifeng whispered: "I want to make more money. I will build a house first and send Ranran to school when he is five years old."

"But can Ran Ran learn well?" Their family is not well-off, and unlike their elder brother and sister-in-law, they can send their two children to study there. She was afraid that after spending so much money, the child would not be that good, and there was one thing Qiuyu couldn't make up his mind about.

Xiao Heran used to be very lonely, and there was no one around to hang out with him. Now that I have a dog and a few other playmates, I am much happier. Besides, Ranran is still young and is afraid of being bullied when she leaves home.

He Zifeng said: "Our family is smart and can definitely learn well. If we learn more things, we won't suffer. It's better than those people who can't read two words." After thinking for a while, he said: "Making some money is the most important thing. of."

When it comes to this topic, Qiu Yu doesn't feel sleepy anymore. Then he said to He Zifeng: "Otherwise we will go to the market to set up a stall." This time he tasted the benefits. Although he was busy and tired, he could really make money. If they save money at this rate, they can build a house and send their children to school. This is not far off.

He Zifeng said: "The fabric business is rare." Even the cloth shop had accumulated fabrics for countless years. He said: "I think they make a lot of money selling food. But it must be hard work." For example, they stew pig's feet, which requires a lot of effort from cleaning, stir-frying, and stewing. And on this hot day, cooking in front of the stove is not a pleasant thing.

Qiu Yu said: "There's no need to worry about making money. I can do it." He always cooks delicious food. It's just that there was a lack of seasoning in the past, and when they were at the He family's old house, Xiao Wanshi always picked on their faults, so they were a little more reserved. That day I gave pig trotters to the sisters-in-law who helped me. The next day I was praised for a long time, and I felt a little more confident.

He Zifeng said: "Make some delicious food tomorrow and invite Father Gouzi over and let him talk about how to do the business." They are farmers who don't have many opportunities to go to the county. There is not as much information as Gouzi Daddy, a salesman who travels from house to house. Besides, he made a fortune selling cloth heads last time and there was no formal thank you.

Qiu Yu said: "I'll make a roast chicken."

He Zifeng said: "It's done."

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The next day Qiu Yu went to the village and bought a chicken, killed it, and started cooking it immediately. His father used to be a hunter and was particularly good at cooking meat dishes.

He Zifeng obediently bought half a catty of soju and invited Gouzi Daddy to his house for dinner.

Upon hearing this, Gouzi's father came to the appointment with great joy and said, "I didn't want to come at first. No one is rich these days, but the soybean pig's trotters you made last time was so good. It's delicious even when soaked in soup and rice. If I'm greedy, I'll inevitably come to bother you two."

He Zifeng said: "Just like it." The two of them had wine, peanuts, and some dried dates from the mountains. They ate while waiting for the roasted chicken. Although it hasn't come out of the pot yet, the aroma has already filled the whole yard. According to Gouzi Daddy, just the aroma alone can make you drink.

He Zifeng talked to him and wanted to set up a stall.

Gouzi Dad said: "Hey, if you have this skill, setting up a stall will definitely be popular. There are three surrounding counties, and the days of each market are different. Going to the market is too strenuous. There are pots and jars, soup and water, and a big iron The pot and the stove are too heavy. Otherwise, you can pay two hundred cents a month in our county and find a fixed stall. You go there every morning and come back at night, and you pay to store your things in the county. It's less troublesome than this. too much."

Upon hearing this, He Zifeng said: "You are so well-informed. The roast chickens haven't been cooked yet. Let's go and get down to business first. Let's have a good meal when we come back."

Gouzi Daddy also had a sincere relationship with He Zifeng. When he heard what he said, he readily agreed.

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