"It's okay. If they find out, I'll tell them. I'll still be charged two cents a pound. Sister Zhou, you don't have to pay." It was so hard to find something to help her. "Sister Zhou, don't tell me. I won't take it."
Looking at Li Hao's stubborn expression, it's hard to persuade him any further, as this is also a child's self-esteem.
"Okay, okay, then let's go to the mountain to cut grass for the pigs first, and then go dig bamboo shoots together." If you don't want to take the money, then if a rabbit comes across it, you can have a barbecue with Li Hao.
She believed that a silly rabbit would bump into her eventually.
"Okay." Li Hao agreed this time.
Zhou Yian is quite ambitious, but unfortunately he didn’t meet such a silly rabbit this afternoon. What a pity.
I managed to cut two baskets of pig grass and insisted on sending them to the pig farmer.
This time, the old lady was not making pig grass, but cleaning the pigpen.
The pig pens must be cleaned thoroughly so that the pigs are less likely to get sick. So even though the two pig-raising ladies both got full work points, Zhou Yian didn't envy them.
These two aunties also have to bathe the pigs and shovel pig manure!
Moreover, pig manure must be taken to a fixed location and used as fertilizer and cannot be thrown away randomly.
Because he wanted to make fertilizer himself, Zhou Yian also asked the old lady about it. Now all fertilizers are organic, and the methods should be similar.
"Why is Zhou Zhiqing asking this? Can this be reported again?" The old lady asked excitedly. It was an honor for Gejiazhuang to report it. She had boasted about it to a relative she had never gotten along with last winter, and it made her very angry.
Ah this.
"It's not impossible." Although Tian Ye didn't write to her after knowing that she was married, which probably meant that she had given up, the report did not necessarily have to go through Tian Ye.
At that time, I thought it would be easier to get things done if I had some connections, so I kept trying to get closer to him.
Let’s just forget it for now.
Song Songbai can kill her.
"Auntie, please tell me in detail how you make compost." I can then write about things happening in the countryside. After all, newspapers are mostly for city dwellers, and people in the countryside can't afford to buy newspapers.
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Song Songbai still worked with Ge Qiuze and they were married. In addition, knowing that Ge Qiuze had someone he liked, his hostility gradually faded.
Song Songbai even likes to show off in front of him.
"My parents want you and your wife to come to our house for dinner tonight?" Ge Qing just came over to tell him that his father had asked them to have dinner together.
"What's the matter?"
"What could it be? He must be thinking of rewarding you for being able to repair the tractor." His father would never harm them.
"Okay, then I'll leave work early and go call An An."
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