Unfortunately, the workshop wouldn't let her go, and she wasn't allowed to help with the work at Xiao Zhang's place either. Every day, she watched others earn copper coins, and she was so envious.
Especially now that the Jiang family's thatched house has burned down, and Xiao Zhangshi has taken the work back to her own home, she is even more envious.
She was also a little dissatisfied. Jiang Yatou could let the whole Zhang family know how to make konjac, so why couldn't she let her help?
She was already dissatisfied with the task of distributing seeds today, and seeing that Xiao Zhangshi could earn copper coins at her own home made her even more dissatisfied.
Unfortunately, he had nowhere to vent his anger but could only take it out on the Zhao family.
Who told this family to look so honest and yet still try to take advantage of the village? She doesn't do that kind of thing anymore.
Hearing this, Da Mao, though frightened, mustered his courage and said, "Father may be slow, but he digs very well."
We just wanted to help out; we didn't register for work, but the village chief gave us permission.
Upon hearing this, Wen was visibly taken aback. Although she was still somewhat displeased, she didn't say anything more, muttering under her breath, "What an idiot, working for free and still so happy."
Jiang Yimian was taken aback by these words and carefully observed the man next to Da Mao and Er Mao.
The other person was thin and dark-skinned, focused on his work. Although he only had one arm and looked to be struggling, he was working very hard, as if he was trying to learn the methods and postures of others when hoeing the ground.
She was stunned for a moment before realizing who the man was; he seemed to be the mute woman's man.
Having been in the village for so long, this was the first time she had seen him.
After hesitating for a moment, she walked over, intending to ask someone at random, when Wen saw her first, and happily waved to her before walking straight over.
"Hey, Jiang girl, you're here! Look how hard everyone's working, they've already started sowing the seeds, and they'll sprout soon."
"Look, I can't even finish this seed-distributing work for more than a few days, Jiang girl, don't you have any other work for me to do?"
Jiang Yimian glanced at her and said indifferently, "What, you don't want to help distribute the seeds? I remember the village chief said that many people wanted to help. If you don't want to, I'll tell the village chief."
Ms. Wen was taken aback, and quickly waved her hand in fright, "No way, Jiang girl, I love helping out. Helping to distribute seeds is nothing, and I don't have anything else to do anyway."
Just kidding. Helping to distribute seeds will earn me an extra day's work credit, and I can get a bigger share of the profits at the end of the year. I don't know how much I'll get, but more is always better.
It's better than helping to dig the ground, so she chose to split the seeds.
Just then, I saw Zhang Erman sneakily walk toward the place where the seeds were, reach out and grab a handful of seeds to put them in his pocket.
Wen immediately yelled, "Zhang Erman, what are you up to? What are you going to do with these medicinal herb seeds? Put them down right now, or I'll tell the village chief you won't get any work done today!"
Zhang Erman was so frightened by these words that his hands trembled. He looked around for a while before finally spotting Wen Shi.
Just as he was about to say something in his defense, he caught sight of Jiang Yimian standing to the side. He immediately scratched his head sheepishly and said with a smile, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I was just thinking of packing more so I wouldn't have to come back again."
After saying that, he quickly put the seeds back in his hand.
If it were only Wen Shi present, he might have been able to argue a bit, but with Jiang Ya Tou there, he dared not do such a thing again. Otherwise, he would be at a loss if he didn't get any copper coins at the end of the year.
Wen scoffed and said, "Come on, I know you too well. You love to take advantage of others. There's a pot over there. Fill it with seeds properly. You all keep an eye on each other. If anyone dares to sneakily hide seeds on themselves, they won't get any work points today."
Zhang Erman could only awkwardly respond. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he could only silently fill the basin, not daring to make any more small movements.
Jiang Yimian glanced at Wen Shi with some satisfaction, concluding that she hadn't misjudged her. Although Wen Shi herself was prone to taking advantage of others, she wouldn't do anything underhanded if it involved her own interests.
Especially regarding these medicinal herb seeds, they probably know in their hearts that they can't eat them if they take them home, and that they might harvest fewer herbs at the end of the year. Instead, they are keeping a closer eye on the other people in the village.
Coupled with the other party's fiery personality, no one wanted to lose face in front of the whole village, so they would keep any ulterior motives to themselves.
This kind of seed-giving job is really suitable for them.
Seeing that Zhang Erman had already filled the container with seeds and was walking towards the field, she turned her gaze away and casually said, "Is that the mute woman's man? I've never seen him before."
Wen was startled and followed Jiang Yimian's gaze to see Zhao Hezhuang, who was buried in digging.
She nodded. "That's the mute woman's husband. He's not very bright. He used to get lost easily or accidentally fall into the river. The mute woman was worried about him, so she never let him come out."
When the mute woman's family first came to the village, they often took Zhao Hezhuang out with them. However, he was mentally unstable and would disappear without anyone watching him.
Once, he even fell into the river. If the villagers hadn't seen him, he probably would have drowned long ago.
After that incident, Zhao Hezhuang was never seen coming out again.
She didn't see him again for two months.
Jiang Yimian paused for a moment, then nodded knowingly. It was indeed dangerous for someone who was not in a good mental state to wander around the village. It was better to have someone watching over them at home at all times.
After thinking for a moment, she asked curiously, "Then why did he come to help today?"
Judging from the other person's rather clumsy movements, it didn't seem like they could be of any help.
Although what Mr. Wen said was a bit harsh, he wasn't wrong.
Wen frowned, saying with some dissatisfaction, "Who knows what the village chief was thinking, arranging for him to come in? Isn't this just causing trouble? He can't help at all, and he's only slowing down the process."
Fortunately, they don't keep track of work hours, otherwise it would be unfair to the others.
Jiang Yimian, on the contrary, understood something.
Zhao Hezhuang was now earnestly copying the actions of the people around him, diligently digging the ground, occasionally glancing at Er Mao and Da Mao to the side, looking somewhat uneasy.
Only after seeing the two children throw the seeds into the small hole they had dug did Zhao Hezhuang breathe a sigh of relief, and then he began to dig again, imitating the actions of the people around him.
Jiang Yimian felt that the village chief had considered things very carefully.
She remembered that Zheng Xiulian had given the mute mother's family several acres of wasteland, but the mute mother and her children couldn't cultivate it, so the land remained abandoned.
The village chief specially brought Zhao Hezhuang here to grow medicinal herbs with everyone, probably so that he could learn how to farm and avoid staying cooped up at home all the time, which wouldn't be good for Zhao Hezhuang's health.
Understanding the village chief's plan, Jiang Yimian didn't say anything more, but just looked at the progress of planting medicinal herbs.
With the entire village mobilized, it is estimated that the seeds will be sown on more than 200 acres of land in just a few days.
That will be just in time for spring plowing, and everyone's land won't be neglected.
Seeing that there was nothing she could help with, Jiang Yimian went straight home.
Before they even reached their doorstep, they saw Song Er looking around with a face full of satisfaction and joy.
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