Chapter 287: Growing a Lot of Mimi
Juanjuan squatted by the field, stretched out her chubby little hands, and gently touched the rice seedlings in the paddy field: "You must grow up quickly and produce lots of rice."
When Siming and Miao Jiu arrived, they saw her squatting by the field, not knowing what she was doing.
"Curly."
"Curly."
They both called out to her at the same time.
After shouting, they turned around and glared at each other in dissatisfaction.
When Juanjuan heard the sound, she turned her head and saw two people standing not far away.
She stood up and stretched out her arms and ran towards the two of them: "Dad, uncle."
Siming knew about Miao Jiu's problem, so he took the lead to step forward and pick up Juanjuan, and did not forget to turn around and give Miao Jiu a smug smile.
Miao Jiu narrowed his eyes, wondering why his hands had been itching recently.
Or maybe Beiyang City has been too lonely recently.
He snorted coldly, walked forward, and picked up Si Jinchen who was running over: "Have you finished planting the seedlings?"
Si Jinchen smiled and put his arms around his neck: "Uncle, how come you have time to come here today!"
"I'm here to take you back. I'm going to visit the reclaimed fields. Do you want to go?" Miao Jiu turned to look at him.
"Juanjuan goes, I'll go too." Si Jinchen smiled with curved eyebrows.
Miao Jiu reached out and pinched his nose: "He's henpecked."
"Isn't it the same for my uncle?" Si Jinchen didn't care at all.
Miao Jiu's expression froze, he snorted coldly, and carried him and Si Ming to find Old Madam Si.
After working hard for more than half a month, we finally planted rice seedlings in all the fertile fields.
Looking at the green in front of them, everyone's mood became much better.
Although they now receive daily wages and the amount of grain harvested has nothing to do with them, they have been farming for a lifetime and still like to see the crops grow vigorously.
Jiang Ze walked up to them and said, "Thank you all for your hard work during this period. Today, I will give everyone an extra two silver dollars. I hope you will work hard in the future management."
"Thank you, Manager Jiang." The people all had smiles on their faces.
He just said everyone, not every family, so people with more labor force in their families naturally got more, and there was a smile in everyone's eyes.
"Mom." The governor came over holding Juanjuan.
When the people saw him, they were no longer as reserved and afraid as they had been at first. They all bowed and greeted him, "Hello, Governor!"
"Thank you all for your hard work. I'll ask you to manage it carefully in the future." Siming said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Governor. We will do our best." The people assured one by one.
"Let's go back and rest early today!" After Siming said this, they picked up their tools and left.
After Madam Si and the others had left, she asked, "Did they come here specifically to pick us up?"
"I thought the seedlings should be planted today, so I wanted to come and pick you up to go back together." Si Ming put Juanjuan down and held her little hand.
"Looking at a green rice field always makes people look forward to it." Old Madam Si turned around and looked at the greenery again.
"Yes! It seems to be full of vitality and hope." Siming sighed.
Miao Jiu also put Si Jinchen down and walked to Jiang Ze's side: "Xiao Ze, a lot of land has been opened up over there in the wasteland. What do you think we should plant?"
Jiang Ze thought for a moment and said, "It's too late to plant rice now. We don't have many seedlings yet."
"Grow some noodles." Juanjuan suddenly said.
"What is Mianmian?" Several people looked down at her.
Juanjuan frowned, not knowing how to explain, and could only look at Si Jinchen for help.
Si Jinchen frowned and thought for a moment, then immediately understood: "It's Xiaomai."
"That's suitable. With a plow, sowing will be much faster. But we have to check the fertility of the land first. If the land is fertile, we can sow directly."
"If the land is poor, the wheat harvest may not be good."
"As for fertilizing, the fermented organic fertilizer here may not be enough." Jiang Ze repeated some of the problems.
Miao Jiu was a little annoyed when he heard this: "Why is it so troublesome?"
"Master Jiu, how about I let someone take care of it for you? He's better at farming than I am." Jiang Ze suggested.
"Okay, you call the man over, I will take him there now, and the cultivation of the wasteland will be left to him from now on." Miao Jiu made the decision immediately after hearing this.
"Okay. I'll go call them over now." Jiang Ze said and immediately went to call them over.
Ling Yun was a little reserved when he came over. He bowed to the few people and said, "Ling Yun greets the Governor, the Ninth Master, the Old Madam, the Young Master, and the Young Lady."
Miao Jiu felt that he looked familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this was the person he took Juanjuan to pick out last time.
Last time, Juanjuan said that their family was very good at farming, and it turns out to be true.
"Pack your things and follow me to the wasteland over there. You will be responsible for the wasteland from now on." Miao Jiu said directly.
"Master Jiu, can I bring my wife and children with me? My parents and brothers can stay here." Ling Yun spoke bravely.
Miao Jiu actually laughed. This man was quite understanding. He separated their family in order to make them feel at ease.
"Okay, go pack your things and take you guys with you. We'll wait here for you."
"Thank you, Master Jiu." Ling Yun was very content with his current stable life, which was much better than the life they were living in fear in Jingzhou City.
While Miao Jiu and the others were waiting for Ling Yun and the others, they let Jiang Ze do his own thing and sat casually on the edge of the field, looking at the greenery.
Two children were in the grass beside the field, not knowing what they were doing.
Si Jinchen reached out and caught a grasshopper. He carefully opened his hand to let Juanjuan see.
Juanjuan looked at the grasshopper in his hand and remembered the grasshopper that Mayang had woven for them with straw in winter. Now the grasshopper was still on the shelf in their study.
"Brother, I miss Brother Mayang a little bit."
"I miss him too. I wonder if he received the things we sent him." Si Jinchen loosened his grip, and the grasshopper in his hand jumped out.
"How long will it take for us to see Brother Mayang again?" Juanjuan squatted down and moved her little feet towards him.
"Maybe a few months!" Si Jinchen was not sure when he would be able to come back.
"Okay!" Juanjuan lowered her head helplessly.
"We can send a telegram or call Brother Mayang. It's faster than writing a letter," Si Jinchen suggested.
"Isn't it very expensive?" Juanjuan remembered that Brother Mayang said that the phone was very expensive.
"It's a bit expensive. A telegram of ten words costs one silver dollar, which is almost a day and a half's wages for an ordinary person." Si Jinchen said after hesitating.
"Then let's write a letter to Brother Mayang! Writing letters is cheap." Juanjuan thought for a moment and said, "We can also ask the birds for help. They are very fast."
"Yes! Let's dig some earthworms and take them back as compensation for their hard work." Si Jinchen suggested with his eyes lighting up.
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