MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 67 I can eat **** too

Chapter 67 I can eat **** too

Of course Liu Ji couldn't catch up with the young man Liu Fei. Not surprisingly, his private house was confiscated and he was punched in the face.

Liu Ji covered his face. He dared not speak out when he was angry. He had to pour hot water for soaking his feet in the evening, "Madam, please calm down. This is all a misunderstanding. I was just teasing that boy Liu Fei. Who would have thought of him?" Seriously."

"How could I not give you money? Go and ask around the village. Even if the owner is not around when I, Liu Ji, buy vegetables, I will still give them money the next day."

Qin Yao said nothing, closed her eyes and soaked her feet, feeling so comfortable that she fell asleep.

Liu Jiyin gritted his teeth and dared not listen to a word of the good words I said!

After a good night's sleep, Qin Yao got up refreshed and did her morning exercise. After finishing, she took the rice seeds Liu Ji bought from her old house and poured them into a basin, added some water, and soaked them to let them germinate as soon as possible.

If there is a pesticide that can prevent pests, add it at this time to prevent pests.

 Liu Ji had never farmed before and did not know what the correct order was. He did whatever Qin Yao asked him to do.

 So, it was not until the people in the village scattered all the germinated rice seeds into the fields that he ran back home with a face full of panic.

Looking at Qin Yao standing in front of the breeding shelf, he shouted loudly: "Wrong, wrong! The germinated seeds must be sown into the fields, there is no such thing as breeding!"

Qin Yao stood in front of the breeding tray that the two of them had worked hard to set up. The wooden tray was filled with soil that the two of them had dug out from the fields. The rice seeds had been scattered. There were twenty trays in total, and they all had green buds. Look at it. It looks very pleasant.

Dalang, the four brothers and sisters, come to see it every day, as if they are pets, they love it very much.

Fearing that it would get cold in the morning and evening, a family of six weaved pieces of straw mats to wrap the entire shelf, just like a small room, which was carefully maintained.

 So, now Liu Ji tells them that this is all wrong?

In the eyes of the farmers, the grain was so great that the four brothers and sisters of Dalang were so panicked that they almost cried.

 If this is wrong, it’s all over.

However, Qin Yao has never let the four siblings down. She frowned, calmly stopped Liu Ji who shouted until his voice broke, and asked calmly:

 “Do all the villagers scatter seeds directly into the ground?”

 Liu Ji nodded wildly.

 “Dad, have they all finished?”

"That's not the case." One hundred acres were sown so quickly, Liu Jidao said, "There are still dozens of acres closer to home that have not been sown yet."

 A good field needs to be taken good care of, and a layer of fertilizer needs to be applied before sowing seeds, so it is a little late.

Liu Ji said anxiously: "You ask what's the use of this? The point now is that we made a mistake. How can we spread these buds?"

He has grown a section as high as his thumb, how can he spread it!

But Qin Yao said: "Go home first, and quickly tell Dad not to sow the rice behind them, but to breed them first, and then transplant the rice seedlings. When the seedlings grow up, they can be transplanted to other fields. Such rice will be more difficult to carry, and They are all selected plants after breeding, and the yield will be better.”

"What?" Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, "What kind of method are you doing? Where did you hear it?"

Although he has no experience in farming, the steps he has seen growing rice are not what Qin Yao said.

The land is plowed, water is poured into the mudflats, and germinated rice seeds are sown. After the rice grows, water is stored until it is mature and harvested.

Qin Yao said angrily: "I learned this from an agricultural expert. Are you better than an expert? Go as soon as I ask you to go. If you go late and affect this year's harvest, I will beat you to death!"

As soon as Liu Ji heard that he was about to be beaten, he ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in the yard in the blink of an eye.

 The four elder men also ran away curiously, not trusting the accuracy of their father's message, fearing that his nonsense would bring trouble to his stepmother.

Arrived at the old house, Dalang was glad that he followed him. As expected, his father couldn't explain clearly. He just said that he was not allowed to sow seeds again, without explaining the reason to others.

It was Dalang who stepped forward and said what Qin Yao had said before. Only then did everyone in the Liu family's old house understand the reason. Just, "I have never heard of people growing rice like this. Is this reliable? If the season is delayed, the dozens of acres of fertile land will not produce anything."

 Liu Zhong had deep doubts. He was the best farmer at home and felt that no one knew more about farming than him.

If other people in the village said this, he would also think about the feasibility.

But the person who said this was Qin Yao, a person who couldn’t even plow a field in the first place. How could people dare to believe her?

"Don't worry if you don't believe me. Anyway, I've brought my words here, so you can do whatever you want." Liu Jiqie called out to the four Dalang brothers and sisters, "Go home!"

 Five people, father and son, came in a hurry and left like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, they were gone.

On the way back, Dalang said, "I think what the stepmother said makes sense. Dad, let's listen to the stepmother."

Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, "Did I tell you not to listen to her?"

 The point is, can he not listen?

Erlang, Sanlang and Si Niang snickered and said that if the stepmother could not grow rice, they would dig wild vegetables to eat.

Dalang touched the precious slingshot hanging on his waist, "When the autumn comes, my stepmother promises to take me hunting, and we can still eat meat by then."

Liu Ji felt a little sour and asked angrily: "Your stepmother asked you to go eat shit, so you go too?"

 Siniang nodded "Yeah", "I'll eat it."

Saburo followed suit: "I can eat **** too!"

Erlang burst into tears with laughter, "Two fools!"

 Liu Jiheng said: "They are all fools!"

Dalang looked at these idiots and sighed deeply, feeling very sad for his stepmother.

Qin Yao’s planting method won the support of the whole family, and the family of six soon became anomalies in the village.

　　The seedlings in other people’s fields have grown, and their family of six began to transplant the rice seedlings.

Qin Yao and Liu Ji carried the plank to the field and placed the plank in the mud field where the water had been drained away, leaving only a shallow layer of field water.

Then Qin Yao picked up seedlings that had grown to ten centimeters high. The family stepped on the board and inserted the seedlings into the field neatly in rows.

 It took three days to plant two acres of land.

As soon as I finished inserting it, the spring rain started to fall.

They say spring rain is as precious as oil, and this is indeed true. The seedlings planted in the fields grow one section a day. After more than half a month, they are one section taller than the seedlings in the surrounding rice fields.

Moreover, the rice seedlings in other fields are all in a mess, but the rice seedlings in their two acres are neatly arranged, which looks very different.

 At first, people laughed at Liu Ji's family for their mischief. Some of them were really kind and ran to Old Man Liu's house to ask him to talk to him quickly.

 But it didn’t work for Old Man Liu to come forward. He himself was almost persuaded by Qin Yao.

But in the end, they conservatively stuck to the original method, because after all, they couldn't afford to take the risk.

Liu Dafu saw that they only farmed ten acres, so he thought it didn't matter much, and Qin Yao, his benefactor, wanted to give him face, so he didn't say anything.

 In the back, when the seedlings in the two acres of land grew taller and stronger, the voice of doubt subsided unconsciously.

Finally, I saw Qin Yao's family planting seedlings that have grown to calf height one acre, and continued to arrange them neatly into other paddy fields spread with farmyard manure. The roots of the seedlings were so tall and strong that they could not be blown down by the wind or bent by the rain. At that time, there was only one voice of doubt left -

With so much effort, will the harvest be more or less?

 (End of this chapter)