Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming-Chapter 651

"Ning's sister, get on the bus, I've set up the ox cart."

Zhao Liang came in a car.

Ning Geng Tian was shocked.

Originally, they thought that even if Ning Yan came to the village head, he would still have to suffer.

Who knows, it's been developed like this.

What will happen if the master of the county government decides that they have broken into the house and robbed

Rather Geng Tian mercilessly white big Li Shi one eye.

Big Li's eyes turned around and said, "this is all made by Xu's family. Even if I really went to the county government office, I would not believe it. The dead girl could send her mother to the prison."

"I don't know whether the Xu family will be sent to the prison. However, if he enters the prison, he will be tainted. In the future, no one will ask for a modest boy to go to the academy to study."

Originally thought it was Ning Yan's mother, standing in an invincible position, Xu's howled fiercely.

"What..."

Xu looked back at Xiao Li.

"Brother in law, it's all your idea. It's none of my business. I've been sending rice cookers all day. You brought all these food cookers from outside. There are so many people in the village. When you take them, you don't avoid it. Someone must have seen it. It has nothing to do with me No. 1. "

Hearing the words of Ning Qian, Ning Yan almost pinched his finger.

Modesty now lives in the private school. Sometimes he goes home once a half month, sometimes once a month. Every time he comes back, he only takes one day or half a day. After all, there is no private school in gouziwan.

In the surrounding villages, there is a scholar who has opened a school there.

The distance is a little far. It's unrealistic to run back and forth.

Can only borrow to live in private school Mr. home.

The shuxiu on the other side of Qingshan village is not very high. The Ning family is willing to send Ning Qian's speech to him. 𝘧𝘳𝐞𝚎𝑤ℯ𝘣𝗻𝘰ѵℯl.c𝐨𝚖

Ning Yan bowed her head, her brother, is the only one in the family who has good intentions and will love people It's a pity that I'm too young.

She had no right to speak, otherwise, her life would not be so sad.

"Fart your mother, your son can be the number one scholar, I eat the pig dung."

Xiao Li's heart a little flustered, said more vulgar words more vulgar.

Xu pinched his waist, yelled and scolded, and pinched with little Li.

"You deserve it. You should get on the bus quickly. If the gate is closed late, you will have to go tomorrow."

"Well, here I am."

With that, Ning Yan walked to the ox cart

Xu and Xiao Li released their hands together and looked back at Ning Yan.

"You dead girl, sweeper, are you really going to kill a family?"

Xu's voice was shrill.

Ning Yan's face is getting whiter and whiter.

Since she lost her father, she has become a broom in the family.

It's just

Childe said, she is not a sweeper.

Ning family's sufferings are all caused by themselves.

Just like this time, if these people don't go to the childe's house to rob things, they will meet at the county government.

If these people just sent things back, they would not be in prison.

If people want to die, no one can stop them.

This is what the young master said.

I noticed that the villagers looked at themselves strangely.

Ning Yan stares at Xu's, and his voice is clear and crisp.

"Mrs. Ning, where am I a broom star? Where did I harm you? Did I let you rob Mr. Wen's things? Did I ask you to take away the pot as well?

Mr. Wen asked me to watch the house. If the things in the house are gone, I will not report to the official? Is it hard to commit suicide?

Young master, I can't harm him.

Why don't you be dealt with if you steal something?

Justice is clear, retribution is not good, the law of the king is like a net, there are reasons and results, who forced you to steal and rob.

You asked for it. "

Ning banquet words down, look at a stare at Zhao Liang: "brother Zhao Liang, OK, let's go to the county town."

"Don't go, don't go. Can't you give it back to you?"

"OK, a bag of white rice, a pot of suet, three catties of fat, a bag of white flour, two Haitou hoes, three iron pans, three sets of clothes, and three taels of silver."

"Fart your mother, we didn't take your money."

"But I lost my money."

Ning Yan looks at the big Li family with a smile.

As for her, she didn't lose money. She did it on purpose.

If you don't let these people suffer, they will always think that she is easy to bully.

What they understand is enough.

Ning Yan knows that in the eyes of outsiders, there may be some cold-blooded.But

This cold and thin feelings ah, if not cold-blooded, will be bullied miserable.

"We didn't take it."

Little Li opened his mouth and muttered. ｆ𝓇𝘦ℯ𝙬𝑒𝐛n𝐨νe𝙡.c𝑜𝗺

Ning Yan laughed and said, "yes, you can help me find the thief."

"Who knows where to find it."

Big Li's Yin test eyes fell on Ning Yan.

Little Li may not understand, but big Li lived so long, see more things.

Naturally understand Ning Yan, this is the yellow mud stuffing into the crotch, not excrement is also excrement.

They would rather suffer.

Big Li Shi glared at Xu's one eye, is this eyelid son sign, gave birth to such a broom star.

To see an official or to lose money

There is no doubt that it is losing money.

Little Li and Xu's eyes fell on the big Li.

They have no money.

This money can only be paid by Li.

Xiao Li's voice howled: "Niang, if my niece is in prison, who will take care of Zhaohui? My huaner is also young, but we can't have a mother with bad reputation."

Xu is smart now.

"Mother, daughter-in-law also have to cook at home for your sister-in-law and mother-in-law..."

If Li can cook a qualified meal, he will send him to the prison this time, and his reputation will be tainted. He would rather resign the thief than study.

It costs a lot of money every month to supply students with a modest study.

Big Li's in the heart calculated a sum of account, flesh ache of touch out 3 Liang silver.

Go to Ning Yan's hand, put the money in Ning Yan's palm.

The eyes of evil grew deeper and deeper.

"If you take money that doesn't belong to you, be careful that your hands are rotten."

"If you eat rice that doesn't belong to you, be careful that your mouth and intestines are rotten."

Ning Yan retorted in a low voice.

Only big Li could hear this sentence.

Big Li's face turned black.

Now

Big Li has seen through the Ning banquet. The wolf cub is the wolf cub. After several years of meekness, he has aroused the wildness at the sight of blood.

In the future, we have to try to make a fool of it. We can't use this kind of means that can be seen at a glance.

Big Li turned and went home.

The young man called by the village head also began to help Ning Yan carry things.

This farce is the end of the drama.

it costs three Liang silver. Although there is less rice, there is no loss in the end.

It's just

Tired heart!

It's several times more tiring than selling kebabs at a stall.

Ning Yan wrote down the people who helped.

At home, put the iron pan on the stove and glue it with yellow mud.

I started to wash my hands and make dumplings.

There are still a lot of meat that was snatched back. The meat was chopped into dumplings and distributed to those who just helped.

Of course

Although there are a lot of meat, there are also many people who help. If it is wrapped in meat stuffing, it is estimated that the stuffing is not enough.

Fortunately, there are more wild vegetables out there, and green amaranth can also be used to make dumplings. Mix with the meat stuffing, put on the oil, salt, soy sauce and small prickly ash, wrap it up and cook it, which is also fragrant.

Rather banquet a person to make dumplings, the speed is not slow at all.

When rolling the dumpling skin, the palm moves like a flying butterfly, and the dumpling skins come out from under the rolling pin.

The table top is full of dumpling skins.

Use chopsticks to pick up the dumpling filling, two hands cooperate, a pinch, the finished dumplings come out.

A person busy until midnight, Ning banquet to these dumplings to wrap up.

I cooked a bowl to fill my stomach.

Ning Yan went to bed.

The next morning I woke up and cooked the dumplings in the kitchen.

Ning banquet was sent by the family.

People who helped are happy. This is a dumpling filled with white flour and meat. It is not always possible to eat it even during the Spring Festival.

Now

It is simple to set up the handle, so a bowl of meat dumplings.

The number of dumplings given by Ning banquet is not large and many. There are 20 or 30 small dumplings, and a dozen people live together in a family, and they can also share two.

Take a bite.

Oil Zizi, also fragrant, more delicious than the county and city sales.

Life seems to be happy in this moment.

"Girl Ning, this dumpling is well done. If you go to the county seat and get a stall, I don't know how many repeat customers there are."

"Naturally, it's delicious, but I heard that girl Ning is now doing a job in the county, and the business is good every day. Maybe she won't sell dumplings."

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"My father, how do you make this dumpling? How can it be more delicious than what I've eaten in my life."

It was Liu erhei's daughter-in-law who spoke in a low voice.

Something happened there yesterday.

Liu erhei helped carry a pot.

"Who knows, tomorrow you go to ask Ning girl, if she said you learn, if you don't say you don't too..."

"I can also force people to say, isn't this another belly? We have a small amount of land in our family, and most of the harvest is supplied by our mother. We have to find some other ways to make money. If we can have a craft... "

"I know, I'll try to make money."

Liu erhei bit the dumplings in the bowl.

Money

Money, money, really a bastard.

You can't live without it.

But it's hard to get money.

The village head and Aunt Huang also got a large bowl of dumplings.

Looking at the back of Ning Yan, the village head sighed in secret: "if only this girl is our daughter. You see, this child has a conscience, but it's a pity..."

"All the people in Laoning's family are blind."

Zhao Liang followed.

The village head put his hand on Zhao Liang's head.

Some words can be said when adults, but Zhao Liang's age is not.