A Small Farmer Girl 's Story of Making a Fortune by Farming

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Gouache, light blue, goose yellow, Shen Yao bought several feet of material of each color.

　　In addition, some indigo coarse cloth was also used to make school bags.

　　Backpacks did not require such delicate embroidery, so He and Xu did it. As for women's bags, Wu made them all.

　　The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat together, sewing their own work, and occasionally chatting a few words. Most of them were about the work in the fields and the trivial matters of other families.

　　Shen Yao and Shen Hongmei sat aside, turning the cloth and listening to the adults talking, occasionally interjecting a few words and expressing their own opinions.

　　Xu glanced at her daughter secretly and a smile appeared on her face.

　　I don’t know how Nannan, this little smart girl, gets along with her mother-in-law, but she managed to make the sharp-tongued mother-in-law become much gentler.

　　In the past, although the mother-in-law never treated the sisters-in-law harshly, she was always serious with them, had a cold face all day long, and her words could choke a person to death, acting like a mother-in-law.

　　If she had just married into the Shen family, she could never have imagined that one day her mother-in-law would sit with her sisters-in-law, talking and laughing.

　　It turns out that this person's temperament can be changed.

　　"Grandma, here, the embroidered plum blossoms here look beautiful." Shen Yao climbed onto the kang and pointed to a corner of the cloth.

　　"Okay, then embroider a plum blossom."

　　The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy with needlework, so the lunch was left to the seven-year-old Shen Hongmei.

　　Although Shen Hongmei was only seven years old, in a poor farm family, at this age, she could do all kinds of work except the heavy work of carrying a load. Usually, when she was not very busy, Wu Pozi would still cook all the meals.

　　But today, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law agreed that making money was a big deal and could not be delayed. If they made the cloth bags earlier, they could sell them one day earlier, so they gave the cooking job to Shen Hongmei.

　　This Coke made Shen Yao very happy.

　　She is good at cooking.

　　But now she is not even as tall as the stove, so the Shen family naturally don't believe her when she says she can cook delicious food. She has told Mrs. Wu several times how to cook this dish to make it delicious. Mrs. Wu nodded and agreed, but in the end she didn't cook it according to her instructions.

　　Her grandma won't listen to her, but her cousin will definitely listen to her.

　　Her cousin was the best to her. She would agree to whatever she said. Today, her cousin would be the chef, so she had to give her some pointers.

　　The wild vegetables I eat every day with so little oil and salt are almost tasteless in my mouth.

　　It was early summer, and cucumbers, pumpkins, beans, and peppers were just beginning to bloom, but not yet fruiting. The lettuce and broad beans we ate in spring were just getting old and no longer edible. Fortunately, Mrs. Wu planted amaranth early this year, so she was able to pick a plateful. The only other things she had were young peas.

　　But as a soul from the afterlife, she drooled over the pumpkin tips and chili leaves rather than the amaranth and green peas.

　　"Nannan, why did you pick these leaves? They are used to grow pumpkins and peppers, and they can't be eaten!" Shen Hongmei thought that Shen Yao was too young to recognize which vegetables in the field were edible and which were not.