The family sat together by the fire and talked, "Now that the war is over, will we still be able to only grow crops next year?"
"Anyway, as long as there's no new announcement from above, that's how it is." Yan Bingfa poked the charcoal fire. "Everyone in our village is looking forward to resuming cotton planting."
"I left in a hurry when I came back, and didn't ask much about the affairs of Pengdong's farm. I think our village should have divided the money again."
"It's been divided, just like last year. Many people cry every time a share is given, saying they didn't get enough capital before. If they could get the same as the village head and the Dongsheng family, they could get 200 taels a year, which would be a wonderful thing."
"Sister Guixiang said the other day that the villagers wanted the village head to take the lead in buying a larger farm outside." Tian smiled, "The villagers' appetites are getting bigger and bigger."
"Who doesn't want to live a good life? When they see something that's sure to make money, they naturally want to make more."
"If they want to build another farm, they can do it themselves. I've been building farms for the past two years and I'm a little tired of it. Anyway, for now, this is it." Chun Xiao leaned back in his chair. "If they allow cotton planting, the price will definitely fall next year. I don't care whether they can plant or not."
"Yes, we have a family now, and it's enough to live a peaceful life."
"Chunxiao, why don't we make some charcoal for ourselves these days? It's very cold out here, and charcoal is worse than firewood."
Chunxiao chuckled twice, "Mom, let's not bother with that. Burning charcoal is such a hassle. How about I ask someone to go to town and buy a few hundred pounds?" Before she could finish her words, Zhou slapped her in the face, "Why would you buy it yourself? Are you short of money? If you don't want to burn it, how about I and your father do it?"
"Go ahead and burn it. I can't let you do it yourself. I have some wood at home. I'll burn it for you this afternoon, okay? Let's burn about a hundred pounds first." She accepted her fate. Even if she had money, she couldn't escape a life of hard work.
"Your father and I are free now, so we'll go help you this afternoon."
"Okay, I'll bring Xiaohua out. You can go find her if you need to burn charcoal again." He had said before that he would teach Xiaohua how to make charcoal, but he was too lazy to mention it again. In fact, buying a cart of good charcoal only costs a few dozen taels of silver. It's not like they can't afford it, but it seems to be a very luxurious thing for rural people to buy charcoal.
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