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

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　　"The top female scholar is reading again?"

　　When Mrs. Wu came out carrying Shen Tian, ​​she saw Shen Yao sitting under the eaves studying "Qimin Yaoshu" and couldn't help teasing him.

　　Putting Shen Tian on the ground, Mrs. Wu led her from behind and taught her how to walk.

　　Shen Tian babbled and walked to Shen Yao's side with her short legs, reaching out to grab the book in Shen Yao's hand. Shen Yao was so scared that he quickly closed the book and stood up. Wu Pozi was also so scared that she pulled her over and slapped her little hand: "Such a big book, how precious it is! How dare you tear it up!"

　　After being beaten, Shen Tian's mouth pouted, and she was about to cry out of grievance, but Shen Yao put the book in the room and ran out to comfort her.

　　Mrs. Wu scolded angrily, "Just spoil her. She wants to tear up your book and you still coax her!"

　　"Grandma, Tiantian is only one year old, what does she know?"

　　Mrs. Wu curled her lips and didn't respond.

　　No matter how old she is, she is just a child, and she won't learn her lesson unless she is beaten. Even if you tell her the harm to the sky, she will dare to do it again next time. Only when she is beaten and hurt can she learn her lesson.

　　Fortunately, Shen Tian was not a crybaby and liked her cousin Shen Yao. After a few words of coaxing, the little girl clapped her hands and giggled.

　　"Yaoyao, just watch over Hui Tiantian. I'll go get the eggs out of the porridge."

　　When life was better, Mrs. Wu would throw two eggs into the porridge pot every ten days or half a month. When the porridge was cooked and the eggs were done, she would take them out and soak them in cold water, then cut them in half and share them with her grandchildren.

　　The children had eggs to eat, and the adults' meals had also improved. For example, when Shen Yao had just crossed over, the porridge the Shen family ate was just a large pot of water with a few grains of rice. But now in the Shen family, not only were the side dishes used to accompany the porridge freshly fried, but even the porridge was much thicker.

　　As Mrs. Wu was cutting hard-boiled eggs, a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

　　As far as she could remember, her parents had been working hard every day. When she married Old Man Shen, she and Old Man Shen were also like her parents, busy in the fields all day, so tired that they couldn't even straighten their backs, just to make sure the whole family had food to eat. Later, when her sons grew up and got married, she thought her children and grandchildren would be like them, generation after generation.

　　But they didn't expect that something unexpected would happen to their Shen family.

　　Although he was not rich, at least he had enough to eat, clothes to wear, a big house, and saved a lot of money.

　　The second son and his wife's small business is becoming more and more prosperous. After saving for a few more years, their family will be able to buy a lot of land, and by then they may even become wealthy masters.

　　Mr. Rich, this is something she would never have dared to do in her dreams before.

　　"Milk, Tiantian wants to pee!"

　　Shen Yao held her cousin and walked to the kitchen with great effort. Mrs. Wu quickly dropped the kitchen knife in her hand and took Shen Tian in her arms without even having time to wipe her hands: "Give Tian Tian to me, go to the field and call your grandfather and uncle to come back for dinner."