Space farming: The evil mother relies on raising Zaizai to clear her name

Chapter 21-30

 Chapter 21: Talking about cooperation again.

  Huahua was brought back, and Jiumeng gave her a new name: Lin Fengchun, dead wood meets spring. Her nickname is Huahua.

  It also represents her new beginning.

  She is eight years old, two years older than Yanwen.

  Ning'er seemed to like practicing martial arts very much. Whenever she had free time, she would hold a branch and dance in the yard. Huahua danced along with her with great interest.

  Little Yaya was right next to her, applauding her. "Sister Huahua is so amazing."

  Jiu Meng carried Fanshu on his back and got into Uncle Li's carriage to go to town.

  The speed of the bullock cart is too slow, only a little faster than the pace of feet. "Uncle Li, you have been driving a carriage for so many years, do you know how to drive a carriage?" She wanted to buy a carriage. This saves a lot of time.

  Uncle Li chuckled: "That's natural. Cows and horses are both livestock, and their domestication is not much different. It's just that horses are more spiritual than cows, so you have to treat them sincerely." Listening to what

  he said, it didn't feel like he understood anything. So I feel relieved. "Then I go to the town to buy a horse-drawn carriage and ask Uncle Li to be the driver. There will be no shortage of money."

  Uncle Li was extremely surprised, "Seriously?"

  "Seriously."

  Others said that the drinking dream was because of being in the town. She got rich after hooking up with a young master from a wealthy family. Only he knew how hardworking this girl was. He would get up before dawn every day to pick vegetables, and then carry them to the entrance of the village to wait for him.

  He is capable.

  After leaving Uncle Li, Jiu Meng went straight to the restaurant. A basket of sweet potatoes sold for one hundred taels, which was much beyond her expectation. Shopkeeper Wang told her: "This thing is too scarce. Only the palace can afford it."

  Jiu Meng nodded, got the money and came out of the back room. Passing by the main hall, I saw a table of guests who had finished all other dishes, but only the plate of stir-fried eggplants was left.

  Jiu Meng was so engrossed that she didn't notice Liu Min walking downstairs. When she saw Jiu Meng staring at a plate of eggplants, she thought she was hungry. He said, "Miss Jiu, you haven't had your lunch yet. If you don't mind, you can have a light meal before leaving."

  Jiu Meng turned around and saw Liu Min in a white shirt. He held a folding fan in his slender white hand, and the corner of his mouth He has a light hook, beautiful eyes like water, you can say he is romantic, and he has a gentle smile. That unique temperament is somewhat unclear.

  "No need." Jiu Meng left with a slight bow of his head, took two steps, paused, and turned back.

  Liu Min thought she had changed her mind, and the smile on her face was thick.

  But he didn't expect that what Jiu Meng said was not what he was thinking: "Excuse me, Mr. Liu, how many ways do you prepare eggplant in your shop?"

  "Two types, one stir-fried and one dipped in water." Liu Min answered like this, and Jiu Meng didn't know what to do for a moment. What is the meaning of this question?

  The woman in front of him gave him the impression that she was unmoved by anything and that she was a self-assertive person. Very personal.

  Jiu Min thought for a while and said, "I have another way of making it. Can I use it in the kitchen?"