Chapter 160 Can I still afford to eat?
Sang Zhixia was in a daze, her eyes were unfocused, and before she knew it, Xu Yu took the opportunity to nibble on the corner of her lips.
With trembling hands, she pushed away the face that was getting closer and bigger. Just when she was struggling to save her image, Xu Yu, who had taken full advantage of her, finally couldn't help but rest his forehead on her shoulder and smiled.
He was smiling quite proudly!
A flash of light flashed through Sang Zhixia's mind, and she suddenly realized something. She raised her hand and grabbed the tip of Xu Yu's ear, gritting her teeth and saying, "Are you kidding me?"
"Tell me honestly, were those nonsense you just said really what I said?!"
"Hahaha……"
Xu Yu was so happy that he couldn't straighten his back. He simply hung on Sang Zhixia's body and tilted his head to kiss her on the ear.
"Of course I'm just teasing you."
"You were sleeping so soundly, how could I bear to wake you up?"
Sang Zhixia gasped and stared. Xu Wenxiu's voice came from outside the door: "Yu'er, is Xia Xia awake?"
Before anyone in the room could respond, Xu Wenxiu warned, "If she's not awake, don't disturb her. Xia Xia rarely gets a day off, don't disturb her rest."
Xu Yu smiled silently without saying anything, and Sang Zhixia gave him a sidelong glance in annoyance.
“Who is that…”
After muttering, he raised his voice and replied: "Mother-in-law, I'm up and will be out soon."
Xu Wenxiu felt relieved when he heard her voice. He muttered a few more words and left.
Sang Zhixia pushed away Xu Yu, who was leaning against her, gathered her scattered hair and got out of bed. She grabbed a handkerchief soaked in hot water and smeared it on her face. Her voice was a little muffled: "The waterwheel is ready, but the ditch in our field hasn't been dug yet. We can't delay this."
"The land we reclaimed has already been plowed over, so we won't have to work so hard this time. We'll plant the selected grain seeds today, and we'll be able to sow them in ten days at the latest."
As Sang Zhixia thought of the scene of having to sow seeds alone with a winnowing basket, she couldn't help but frown. "Sowing seeds with just hands is too slow. A few days of delay may not seem significant, but we have a lot of land. If we delay, the seeds we have sown will rot. We have to find a way."
Due to the lack of iron tools and sophisticated hammering and forging techniques, these huge gaps can only be filled by manpower.
But you don't have to be so naive all the time.
Sang Zhixia absentmindedly swished water across the back of her hand, then suddenly turned to look at Xu Yu and said, "Are you free?"
"Can you draw some pictures for me?"
Sang Zhixia herself is not very good at drawing, but Xu Yu can.
He is also very smart and can understand what Sang Zhixia wants to express with just a click. No matter how abstract the first picture Sang Zhixia draws is, once it passes into his hands, he changes the pen stroke and the final effect is very pleasing.
The picture they had been talking about for half a day fell into Uncle Xu's hands. After seeing it, Uncle Xu didn't even bother to eat. He rolled up his sleeves and went to the backyard.
What we are going to do this time is relatively simple.
It is a tool equivalent to automatic sowing.
When Uncle Xu San finished, he excitedly carried the work to the field and called out to Xu Yu, who was plowing, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
“Come and try it!”
Some ingenuity was put into the seed spreader.
At the top is a box for seeds. There are small vertical holes on the floor to let the rice seeds fall through. The edge is connected to the protrusion on the plow. As the plow is pushed forward, the person holding the plow pulls out the wind pole on the box and pushes it inward. The rice seeds in the box can fall evenly through the small holes and be scattered in the soft mud without being sparse or sparse.
Xu Yu leaned on the plow and walked forward along the ridge of the field. Uncle Xu San followed closely behind, watching carefully. After walking half an acre of land, he sat down on the ground with joy, clapping his hands and saying, "It's done!"
“This time it worked!”
Xu Yu looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "I just did it while plowing the land. It's effortless and saves time. This thing is good."
Uncle Xu was very proud when he heard this: "That's right!"
"This is a fun thing that Xia girl specially came up with. How could it be bad?"
After saying that, he grabbed a handful of mud and stood up, unable to hide his excitement, saying, "With this, sowing seeds will be much easier. I'll go back and make a few more so that I can keep up with your progress!"
Uncle Xu, who was immersed in it, ran away as fast as he could. Seeing this, Xu Yu shook his head and smiled without saying anything more.
As the spring breeze grew stronger, the villagers began to work in the fields.
The Xu family is no exception.
Spring is precious, and once missed, it cannot be retrieved.
The Xu family reclaimed and purchased nearly 200 acres of land. It was not an easy task to tend to so much arable land, so the family specially spent money to hire a lot of skilled farmers to help. They were so busy that they didn't have a break for half a month.
Sangzhi Xia is also busy.
No one else can help her with what she is busy with.
Sang Zhixia asked around and found the place where there was wild rice last year. After searching for several days, he finally found what he wanted in the riverbed covered with dead grass and rotten leaves.
She was uneasy about asking others to do the work, so she carefully dug the mud to find the seeds left by wild rice in the soil. She collected the seeds that were shriveled and black but had white sprouts emerging from them, and carried them back to her experimental field with extreme caution, as if she were praying to God, and buried her head in the work again.
The experimental field that she specially divided out was her treasure. Except for Xu Yu who was occasionally allowed to go in to help, no one else was allowed to go in. If anyone accidentally touched it, Sang Zhixia would be so distressed that she would gasp for breath.
Due to insufficient conditions, her experimental progress was too slow.
No one urged her, but she was anxious.
Everyone worked tirelessly for a long time and finally managed to successfully complete the spring plowing.
I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Sang Zhixia sat at the table, staring at the paper in her hand, writing and drawing. She muttered to herself for a while, then suddenly looked up: "Is there any money left in our account?"
After working so hard for several months, how can we still afford to eat?
Xu Wenxiu lowered her head to fiddle with the needle and thread in her hands, and said without looking up, "It's enough."
"Your Third Aunt and I earned ten taels for the screen we made. Your Second Aunt was amazing and earned twenty taels herself. Minghui and your Second Uncle also sent thirty taels back through someone. We have enough money these days."
Moreover, the money spent these days did not come from the account at all. It was all paid by the old man himself.
Xu Wenxiu thought about the old man's previous instructions without going into detail, and after a pause, he explained: "In short, the expenses of the land are sufficient. Just do what you want."
Sang Zhixia felt relieved after hearing this and lowered her head to continue thinking about the thing in her hand.
The old man took a look and found that her handwriting was much better than before, and nodded with satisfaction.
There are so many things to do in the fields and at home, and I am busy with chores.
But Sang Zhixia never delayed the task he had assigned to her. No matter how busy she was every day, she would find time to do it. She did not do it perfunctorily or make excuses. Her handwriting, which was awful before, now has some style and she has made great progress.
The old man preferred Sang Zhixia's steadiness and was about to praise her and ask her to take a break, but before he could open his mouth, she coughed violently a few times.
Upon hearing the sound, Sang Zhixia quickly put down what he was holding and ran to pour a glass of water.
She handed the cup of water to the old man with both hands. Noticing his pale complexion, she couldn't help but frown. "Grandfather, why don't we ask a doctor to take a look?"
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