"My little sister is right. After Director Liu and the others leave, we plan to rent out the house. At that time, we will also set aside a part of the land for the tenants to grow vegetables." Wu Weiqian nodded. They would not live in the two houses for the time being, so they planned to rent them out.
"Give half to the tenants and keep the other half for yourself." Qiao Mo thought for a while and said, the vegetable plot should be about 200 square meters. Plant about 100 square meters of vegetables over there, plant some onions, ginger and garlic in the backyard, and plant some more here, and it will be enough for them to eat.
"Let's do it." Wu Weijin also thought this allocation was good.
"Brother, second brother, it's impossible to rent the two houses over there to one family. Will you build a wall to separate them or keep the status quo?" Qiao Mo asked. The two houses are currently in the same yard and have the same entrance and exit. She wondered if it would be better to separate them if they were to be rented out.
"We won't be separated, even if we move to another place in the future." Wu Weijin shook his head. They are brothers and there is no need to separate them so clearly.
"Just think it through." Qiao Mo naturally wouldn't say much. After all, they had a good relationship as brothers, so they could discuss anything in the future.
"Momo, when are you planning to plant vegetables?" Kang Mingyuan knew that Qiao Mo had cleared a piece of land in the backyard and was planning to use it to grow vegetables.
"We'll plant it when we have time. That small piece of land will be planted soon." Qiao Mo planned to remind himself in the space and plant next Saturday or Sunday.
"I came here this morning to plow the soil. It's getting late, so I'll leave first." Seeing that it was getting dark, Kang Mingyuan stood up and prepared to leave.
"Little sister, we are here too." Brother Wu Weiqian also stood up.
Qiao Mo saw them out the door, and only closed and locked the door after they were far away. He put away the quilt covers and sheets that had been dried in the sun, and then went out for a walk.
She strolled in the yard and saw that the newly planted saplings had sprouted, and even the last grafted grape branches had grown small buds, which indicated their new life. Qiao Mo was delighted, squatted down and stretched out his fingers, carefully transferring some wood power to a few grape seedlings, and stopped only when the buds grew a little bigger.
She didn't dare let them grow too fast. After all, Kang Mingyuan had brought four branches from the Han family. She cut each branch into two parts, planted four trees on her side, and sent the other four to the Wu family to be planted in the place designated by her godmother. If the two families planted the seedlings on the same day and their growth was too different, it might arouse other people's suspicion.
Looking at her masterpiece, Qiao Mo nodded with satisfaction and walked into the backyard. She hadn't been to the backyard for more than ten days, and she didn't know how the oak trees were growing, or whether they had sprouted new leaves.
The result did not disappoint her. Of course, it was blessed by supernatural powers. Not only did the survival rate reach 100%, but all the growths that should have grown also grew. She released her spiritual sense to scan the roots, and found that all of them had grown new roots, firmly rooted in the soil. Their survival ability was very good. From now on, she only had to water and fertilize on time.
After seeing her grown-up self, she walked around the yard a few times before returning to the house.
She first went to the study, took out the English novel that her father had given her, and translated the remaining part: she translated some of the book in the first few days after she got it, then she joined the reception team, and after that she was busy making up lessons, so she didn't touch it again. She knew she had to translate it as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be too late and would definitely implicate her godmother.
After two hours, her wrists were sore, but when she saw that she had only written more than 6,000 words on the manuscript paper, she felt that her efficiency was too low.
She rubbed her sore wrists, stood up and walked around the room, stretched her body a bit, and then sat down to write the composition assigned by the teacher.
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