After Zhao Ziqiao returned home, he sent Huyi back to the game world. After cleaning up at his own house, he walked towards his aunt's house.

Seeing that the hall of his aunt's house was full of sweet potatoes, he realized that his aunt had already collected the sweet potatoes in the past two days. When he learned about the result, Zhao Ziqiao felt a little embarrassed. He obviously wanted to help his aunt collect the sweet potatoes, but he didn't expect that he had basically done nothing, and the matter of collecting the sweet potatoes was over.

However, Zhao Yunfang said that the soybeans in the field were ripe, and Zhao Ziqiao immediately volunteered to help collect the soybeans. Zhao Yunfang smiled and said that there were not many soybeans in the field and that Zhao Ziqiao did not need help. Zhao Ziqiao insisted on going to compensate for the guilt of not collecting sweet potatoes.

When Zhao Yunfang saw Zhao Ziqiao insisting, she did not refuse, saying that she would ask Zhao Ziqiao to have a good rest and they would go to collect soybeans together tomorrow.

In the evening, Zhao Yunfang heard the rumors in the village and smiled and told Zhao Shandong about Zhao Ziqiao's money-making. After hearing this, Zhao Shandong really felt a feeling of envy and jealousy on his face.

He took a few people to the mountains and got a few thousand yuan. It was much easier than when he went to work, so he wanted to get along with Zhao Ziqiao.

The autumn is clear and the weather is cool, and Zhao Ziqiao and Zhao Yunfang each carried bamboo dustpans to walk into the ground on the mountain. On the way, Zhao Ziqiao asked Zhao Yunfang: "Auntie, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival. Will you come back?"

When Zhao Yunfang heard Zhao Ziqiao ask about her son's condition, she sighed slightly and said, "That boy knows whether he will come back or not. He is all in the wild outside. Whether he will come back or not depends on himself."

Zhao Yunfang's son is called Zhao Hao, but he was born later than Zhao Ziqiao, so Zhao Ziqiao took a little advantage, otherwise, according to normal circumstances, he would have to call Zhao Yunfang's son Brother.

Speaking of his cousin, Zhao Ziqiao was also a little troubled. After graduating from junior high school, he had not studied anymore. Originally, Zhao Shandong and others planned to send him to the army for two years to train, but the guy didn't go to death. He secretly took a few hundred yuan from his home and followed the people in the village to work in Guangxi.

It’s also a pity that this kid is working hard. He found a job in Guangzhou and was able to support himself. Zhao Shandong and others don’t have to take care of him. However, over the course of a year, he can’t see him sending money to his home. He basically belongs to the owner who supports himself and has no savings at all.

Fortunately, they come home every year during the Chinese New Year. Zhao Shandong and Zhao Yunfang do a lot of ideological work for him, but they don’t listen at all. They are annoyed and run out directly. After saying that they don’t listen, Zhao Shandong and Zhao Yunfang have no idea. They can’t discount this kid’s legs, right? But they only have one only bottom line, that is, not allowing Zhao Hao to become bad!

Although Zhao Hao is a little worried, he is still able to keep his bottom line. He has been floating outside for many years and has not been infected with any bad habits.

"By the way, Ziqiao, Haohao is back this year. Please tell us about him. If you have work under your command, let him do it with you." Speaking of this, Zhao Yunfang suddenly had this idea in his mind.

No, it should be said that she had thoughts for a long time. After all, Zhao Ziqiao has seen the speed of making money in the past few months since she came back. If she had no idea, it would not be too realistic. And she still can't know what kind of person Zhao Ziqiao is? Zhao Yunfang is relieved to ask Zhao Hao to follow Zhao Ziqiao.

Zhao Ziqiao smiled and said, "Auntie, if I want to follow me, if I have something to do here, I will definitely leave it to him, but I'm afraid I won't like me!"

As the number of things happening on his side increases, Zhao Ziqiao also feels that he needs to find some help, otherwise he will be a little bit clone alone. Moreover, the Nongyi and Nongyi in his hands cannot stand alone. It is indeed necessary to find someone who can trust to help him.

Besides, if you are not helping, your own relatives will naturally help you!

"As long as you agree, your uncle and I will definitely keep him." Zhao Yunfang said a little domineeringly. Now Zhao Ziqiao makes several thousand yuan at any time, and she is not tired, and she can stay at home. How can Zhao Yunfang not envy such a good thing?

Zhao Ziqiao smiled bitterly. How could there be any forced things like this? Even if he forced his brother Zhao Hao to agree temporarily, what about the future?

Zhao Hao went out to explore, but it was much longer than when he went out to study, and he rolled in society and saw more of the world than Zhao Ziqiao. When he saw the colorful world outside, how many people would willingly return to the small mountain village, and see the same people every day and do the same things?

If Zhao Ziqiao had not had an adventure and controlled a game world, he might have left the village after he had broken his head. Like many rural children, he would go out to explore the world, either return home in glory or become a foreign land!

I won’t consider this for the time being, and it’s useless to say it now. Zhao Hao is not in front of me, and none of them knows how Zhao Hao will make a decision.

As they walked, they arrived at the soybean field to be harvested. Compared with the sweet potato field, the small and pitiful soybean field in front of them became a little decayed.

The withered soybean plants are like dry weeds and have no vitality, but the soybean clips hanging on the plants are full and pleasing.

Zhao Yunfang did not use these soybeans to squeeze oil, and the soybeans in these few parts of the field could not squeeze any oil. If you really had to use the oil to squeeze it, it would not be enough for the wages.

The purpose of growing these soybeans is to add some snacks to your family. When you are free, you can fry some soybeans yourself as snacks, and you can also take them out and treat them when guests come.

After the two arrived in the field, they didn't say much and started to dry out. Harvesting soybeans is like harvesting rice. The whole plant is cut off, but there are tiny fluffs on the soybeans. Now that the plant is dry, the fluffs on the plant are a little hard, like clusters of small steel needles, and come into contact with each other, as if they were cutting each other with a small sickle. If they weren't wearing long sleeves, after collecting these soybeans, many small scars would have been cut out on their arms.

It is actually very simple for the two of them to harvest this soybean. After more than an hour of drying, they even completed the collection and assembly. The bamboo dustpans they carried were not filled. This is the result of the whole plant being collected into the bamboo dustpan. It is simply replaced with soybean clips. I guess even a bamboo dustpan is not enough.

Sometimes, the things grown in the countryside are like this. It looks a lot, but the actual harvest is actually pitiful!

Fortunately, these things are just planted as snacks to satisfy your cravings. The efforts are not proportional to the harvest, but they can also satisfy people.

Zhao Ziqiao and Zhao Yunfang walked home with bamboo dustpans. When they returned home, Zhao Yunfang did not idle to take out a large piece of plastic cloth from the house, and then poured all the harvested soybeans on the plastic cloth, intending to beat all the soybeans directly to save them from trouble in the future.

It is actually very simple to let soybeans come out of the soybean clip. It is just to use a stick and hit these plants and the soybeans can fall out of the soybean clip.

It seems very simple, but it will seem a bit laborious and boring to actually do it!

Zhao Ziqiao was somewhat interested in this hard work. He took a bamboo pole from Zhao Yunfang, and started to beat the soybean plants laid on the plastic cloth with the bamboo pole.

As they were beaten down one by one, the soybeans that were originally hidden in the soybean clip immediately collapsed and fell onto the plastic cloth like small golden beans.

Seeing the withered and golden yellow spreading on the plastic cloth, Zhao Ziqiao found a little sense of accomplishment and hit the pounding in his hand much faster.

After whipping for a while, the soybean plants laid on the plastic cloth also became a little collapsed. Zhao Yunfang called Zhao Ziqiao to stop and then continued to whip. If the soybeans that had been whipped off might be smashed.

Zhao Ziqiao stopped and helped Zhao Yunfang move the soybean plants away. At the same time, he also checked whether there were still falling soybeans on these plants.

After cleaning up these, only soybeans and some plant debris were left on the plastic cloth. Zhao Yunfang went back to the house and found a dustpan and collected all the soybeans left on the plastic cloth.

When he walked aside and bumped out the debris left in the dustpan. Zhao Ziqiao looked at Zhao Yunfang's skillful bumpy movements, and there was always a situation where Zhao Yunfang was shaking the pot.

Zhao Yunfang pulled the soybeans in the dustpan and confirmed that there were not many debris left. He smiled and said to Zhao Ziqiao, "Ziqiao, I'll fry some soybeans for you."

Zhao Ziqiao nodded with a smile. He hadn't eaten the fried soybeans he made in his home for a long time.

When Zhao Yunfang saw Zhao Ziqiao nodded, put the dustpan next to him, turned around and went back to the house to get a casserole.

The casserole Zhao Yunfang was holding was not a clay pot with rice, but a black and black casserole that looked uneven, just like a casserole made of black sand.

This kind of casserole looks bad, but the one used to stir-fry melon seeds and beans is definitely Lao Xiang’s! When my family had no money in the past, I used to fry melon seeds and peanuts for the Chinese New Year and the festival, and I used this casserole to fry myself, doing it myself, and having enough food and clothing!

Zhao Yunfang washed the casserole, took the dustpan and walked towards the kitchen. Zhao Ziqiao continued to start his work, intending to finish all the soybeans in one go.

However, Zhao Ziqiao beat him for a while, but Zhao Jie ran over. Seeing Zhao Ziqiao playing soybeans, he immediately greeted him and said, "Zi Qiao, you stop for a while."

Seeing Zhao Jie coming over with a spring breeze, Zhao Ziqiao stopped the work in his hand and asked with a smile: "Third brother, are there any good things to come to me again?"
Chapter completed!