There are those with malicious intent and those with good intent.
Li Tiantian secretly tugged at Shuiqing's sleeve and whispered, "Sister-in-law Shuiqing, you'd better not eat it. What if it's poisonous?"
Shui Qing gently patted her hand, reassuring her, "It's alright, I'll feed some to the chickens and ducks first to see how it goes."
Chicken and Duck: ...Thank you.
Li Tiantian wanted to say that chickens and ducks have lives too, but her mother quickly interrupted her.
People who have survived famine have a fervent passion for food. She took Shuiqing's hand and placed an order in advance: "Shuiqing, why don't you try planting some first? If it's good, can you give some seeds to your aunt?"
"I wonder if it will taste good?"
"Hey, it's good enough to have something to eat, why worry about whether it tastes good or not?"
"That's true."
Several elderly women had already begun discussing how to eat it and how it would taste.
Shui Qing couldn't help but laugh.
He thought to himself, "These are potatoes, after all."
Potatoes are delicious no matter how they're fried, boiled, diced, sliced, or shredded; they've won over millions of Chinese people. So, ladies and gentlemen, you can rest assured.
Seeing that everyone's attention had shifted, Baldy Zhang complained, "I'm telling you, her family is so poor that they have to dig up wild vegetables and pick wild fruits, and you still believe they can produce rice? Are you all stupid?"
Aunt Li was engrossed in discussing food when she was interrupted and called silly. She couldn't stand it!
He put his hands on his hips and shouted with great momentum, "Idiot, idiot, everyone else is idiot, only you are smart!"
"What kind of life are you living like this? Still running around everywhere. If I were you, I'd go and turn over the fields a few more times, make more fertilizer, and next year's harvest will be better!"
Zhang the Bald dared to challenge the previously timid Hu Shuiqing and the scholarly Fan Jin, but when faced with the always shrewish Aunt Li, he was like a quail.
He shrank back, not daring to utter a sound.
Wang Mazi, relying on his age, was about to speak when Aunt Li glared at him and continued to scold him with her hands on her hips: "It's just a little thing, why don't you just return it? You're making a scene."
“Aunt Li has plenty of food, so of course she doesn’t care about this little bit. We’re different; we count every grain of rice at home, so of course we value it.” Fan Damu spoke skillfully, subtly steer the conversation toward a more serious matter.
Shui Qing realized that Tu Dou had already made his intentions clear, so there was no need to tolerate it anymore.
She smiled and said, "Come, let's weigh the water chestnuts and return them. As for whether they're edible or not, and whether they taste good, we'll discuss that later."
What a joke! If you don't pay it back soon, Fan Jin will be carrying loads of rice all the way home.
She had to return it quickly. Once the rice arrived and was distributed, haha, she couldn't wait to see the expressions on these people's faces.
It's sure to be spectacular, even better than a face-changing performance!
The list was pre-registered by the old village chief, and the people were still the same; despite their vigorous efforts to promote it, no one was added.
Shui Qing was very satisfied.
It's normal for some people to be stupid and others to be malicious; there are all kinds of birds in a big forest.
As long as there aren't too many, it's fine. After all, having too many idiots can really affect your mood.
Zhang the Bald, Wang the Pockmarked, Wang the Third, and Fan the Damu—these are roughly the four families.
Fan Qiansun Jinhua, standing in the crowd, frowned, her expression unreadable, unsure whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied with the situation.
After everyone had been divided up, Wang Mazi was about to say a few words when he saw an oxcart slowly walking along the road.
"Wow! There's something amazing!"
The children scattered and ran towards the oxcart.
Shanshui Village is located at the very back; they are the ones who pass through other villages, but no one from other villages comes to them.
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