Go buy New Year’s goods

Author: Ju Gaogao

Go buy New Year’s goods

I was always worried about the land deed that the village chief gave her last time. After An Xiaoxiao handled the matter, she found a free time to bring Dawu to her and went there in person.

Tianzhuang is not far from Daoxiang Village. After leaving the village, you can vaguely see the outline of the farmhouse after walking a few miles away. Dawu tied the ox cart outside the farmhouse and helped An Xiaoxiao get out of the car.

"Is this what the village chief said about the farm?" Dawu looked around first, figured out the situation clearly, and pushed the door and entered the farmhouse.

It is called a farm here, but in fact it is just a few dozen acres of land and a slightly larger farmhouse. The house is equipped with complete equipment. An Xiaoxiao reached out to wipe it on the wooden table and brought down a layer of dust.

She rubbed her fingers and looked up.

Three old men have dozens of acres of land, but if they can live a steadily life in the future and find some other work to do, at least they will not be hungry.

"You want to hand over the farmland to them?" Dawu used his sleeves to dust off the ashes on the bench, put his legs on and sat down.

An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, subconsciously hugged her arms, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "It's not for them, it's for them to return it."

Dawu met her eyes and shyed his shoulders.

An Xiaoxiao knew what he was worried about. The three swearers were used to being and living a scattered life. Can they really endure the hardships of the yellow land?

This time she secretly helped them a lot and let them taste the sweetness when they first farmed, but what about next time? What about next time? No one knows whether An Xiaoxiao handed over the farm to them in front of her, and whether they would mortgage it out afterwards.

The village chief's words of advice came to his mind, An Xiaoxiao sighed and took the land deed back to his arms.

"Auntie, this?" Sanhan stood in the farm, looked at the dozens of acres of land in front of him, and widened his eyes. Little Han stuttered: "All of them are planted for us?"

"You have to pay the money." An Xiaoxiao nodded and pushed open the farmhouse door. "It's equivalent to renting me. You pay me some money every month, and this place will be yours."

"If you don't have money, you owe it first. When you earn a good harvest every season, you can give it to me."

Sanhan looked at the farmhouse that was much larger than before, with a happy look on his face, "There is a barn behind it!" Han Er shouted in surprise, and the other two followed him hustled and looked around. An Xiaoxiao looked at them who had never seen the world before, and was disappointed that they were not strong enough.

"You plant this first this time." A bunch of new seeds were placed behind the barn. An Xiaoxiao signaled them to quiet and continued: "You will continue to continue Chinese herbal medicines first. I will harvest them. When the yield increases later, I will teach you how to sell them in the town."

"Of course, what you plant depends entirely on you. If you want to grow food later, you can just grasp it yourself." Considering that Sanhan is still in the novice village, An Xiaoxiao is not very sure about them, so she is ready to make a bottom line first.

Sanhan didn't think so much, and was as happy as a foolish son who had picked up a big advantage. He laughed. Several people discussed the time to clean the farmhouse tomorrow, thanked An Xiaoxiao, and walked out with great excitement. An Xiaoxiao sat in the farmhouse, looked at their excited backs, and loosened her shoulders.

"Does it look like you have three sons?" Dawu, who had been sitting outside without making a sound, walked in. He moved other farm tools in the car into the house and teased.

An Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, waved her hands and got up, said let's go, and then walked out swaying.

What? Where did you go? Dawu Leng was in place for a moment and hurriedly chased after him.

There are almost two months left before the New Year, and An Xiaoxiao is idle, so she simply takes Dawu to the county to buy New Year's goods.

"So quickly and quickly." An Xiaoxiao explained the matter to the apprentice of the clinic, and immediately stepped on the ox cart to urge Dawu to set off. This time it took a whole day. If An Shuyue knew that she had gone to the county town and could not go there, she would have to make a fuss.

Dawu was also nervous and rushed to the county along the way.

Compared to usual, the county town that has been in recent years is not only lively but also more festive. Every shop has red silk and red lanterns, and the waiter standing at the door shouting loudly. An Xiaoxiao and Dawu walked slowly on the street side by side, and the two were speechless for a moment.

"How has your memory recovered?" An Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry to buy it. She picked it up left and right, occasionally buying something, and then turned to Dawu's hand and carried it. After a round, Dawu had already carried several large bags of things, and An Xiaoxiao was still walking slowly with ease.

The stall vendors along the way had already met An Xiaoxiao because of the competition and greeted her. When the grocery shopping aunt saw her coming, she stuffed a handful of onions or garlic. An Xiaoxiao refused and chatted with Dawu.

"Not much." Dawu thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "I only vaguely remember that I was on the battlefield."

Battlefield? Did I pick up a general?

In other novels, the ordinary heroine can pick up a prince, and it seems that it is not too much to pick up a general with her.

An Xiaoxiaoshen, who was familiar with various routines, nodded with consent.

Dawu didn't know An Xiaoxiao's rich mental journey, and was afraid that she would not believe it, so he said specifically: "I'm so majestic in the fight inside. When the armor is worn, it's very majestic."

"Do you have any clues about the clinic this time?" An Xiaoxiao smiled, raised her eyes and looked at him straight to the point: "Don't tell me you don't know, I won't eat this set."

"Maybe it has something to do with me." Dawu looked around, took a breath, and lowered his voice: "Someone is following us nearby."

A cautious breath followed behind him, focused on listening, and even heard messy and disorganized steps.

An Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, grabbed Dawu's arm, and quickly turned into an alley.

Seeing that the two figures in front suddenly disappeared, the young man became anxious and quickly spread his legs and followed. The crowded streets had long lost their voices. The young man looked around anxiously, finally sighed and walked back dejectedly.

The young man with his head hanging down walked to the entrance of the alley, and suddenly his strong arms reached out and grabbed his wrist and pulled him in.

"Um! Um!" The person who was covered with his mouth screamed, his eyes full of surprise.

"Shut up!" The man behind him warned in a low voice, and slowly let go of his hand after confirming that he would not scream.

"Shopkeeper An!" As soon as he let go of his hand, the young man shouted and was about to pounce on An Xiaoxiao. Dawu quickly grabbed his collar with his eyes and hands.

"Shopkeeper An! I watched your game, it's so amazing!" The young man fluttered for a long time, looked at An Xiaoxiao with admiration, and said in surprise: "I thought I was wrong! Shopkeeper An, are you accepting disciples!"

The young man in front of him was only seven or eight years old, dirty, with dirt on his face, leaving only a pair of clear and round eyes exposed outside. An Xiaoxiao signaled Dawu to put him down. She looked at the child for a moment, bent down and looked at him and said, "Why are you my apprentice?"

"I saw who changed your medicinal herbs." The child was stunned for a moment, then smiled proudly.
Chapter completed!