At present, the most important thing for Cuttlefish is to attack Fanshan.

Xia Qianqian woke up for a moment, her heart beating like a drum, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

That’s right!

Since the last heavy rainstorm, the Fu'an River swelled. Officers and soldiers approached Fanshan by boat and stationed themselves at the entrance of Fanshan. They faced off with the bandits trapped in Fanshan for almost more than a month.

Failure to attack for a long time is a taboo in the art of war.

Over time, especially when the wind direction changes rapidly on the battlefield, sudden changes are easy to occur.

Now, Cuttlefish has a method for refining gliders. After half a month of preparation, he may have achieved some success, so he wants to launch a surprise attack.

Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

Xia Qianqian checked that no one was around, and hurriedly took out her special mobile phone from her Ruyi bracelet.

Turn on the phone, open the mini program, and check the weather conditions.

Five days later, there will be strong winds.

In five days, he will attack Fanshan.

Xia Qianqian's heart sank, and all kinds of thoughts came to her mind.

He wanted to attack Fanshan, so he came here to ignore her?

Who does he think she is, someone who can only share joys and sorrows?

What's more? Her father Xia Chi is still in Fanshan, and his life and death are unknown.

Various thoughts flooded into Xia Qianqian's mind.

Five days left little time for her to prepare.

Xia Qianqian packed up her mood and ran to the field to check how the cotton was growing.

These colorful cotton seeds have undergone genetic mutation cultivation. Compared with ordinary seedlings, they are easier to survive and have a higher emergence rate.

Looking up, I saw that the ground was lush and green, and each seedling was three inches tall. Some of the seedlings that were growing so well were almost as high as one’s knees.

Not far away, in an open space by the Fu'an River, there are small mounds of soil. Three workers are using shovels to spread out the accumulated bird droppings bit by bit to dry.

Xia Qianqian glanced at it for a few times, then ducked behind a big tree, took out the basket from the Ruyi bracelet, and carried it behind her back.

The heavy backpack bent her waist, and she quickly stepped forward to meet it.

When the workers saw her, they greeted her warmly.

Someone curiously asked: "Girl, can these bird droppings really be used as fertilizer to make cotton seedlings produce good fruit?"

"Pure bird droppings alone are not enough." Xia Qianqian took off the bamboo basket behind her as she spoke.

She struggled to pick up a bag, threw it on the ground, and warned: "When you spread out the bird droppings later, sprinkle these things into the bird droppings and mix them thoroughly..."

Someone ran over, opened the bag and took a look, and saw small black granular things. He became more and more curious, "What kind of thing is this?"

"Biological mixed fertilizer"

Xia Qianqian explained: "These trace elements, combined with active bacteria and substances in bird droppings, can produce a mixed fertilizer that is more absorbable by plants."

Everyone was puzzled, and Xia Qianqian didn’t explain much.

"When can Brother Geng come over?"

"Today, the tide is low at Yanhu Beach. I guess they will work for a while before coming back. Don't worry, girl, we will definitely act according to your instructions."

"Well, thank you uncles for your hard work."

Xia Qianqian is their employer, and I have never seen such an approachable employer.

In ancient times, most of the coolie laborers in the countryside had never studied and were illiterate, but they were the most understanding of human nature.

Xia Qianqian respects them, and they respect her even more, and they are not lazy or slippery at all when they work.

They are all serious people who work hard and do practical things.

Xia Qianqian is also very relieved about this.

After lingering in the field for a while, Xia Qianqian hurried back when she saw the sun was going down.

When they arrived at the door of their home, Hua Zhuer and Aunt Gui were waiting at the door, eagerly waiting.

Xia Qianqian stepped forward and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Gui blessed her, "Girl, you are back."

Xia Qianqian smiled, "Why are you all standing at the door?"

Before the two of them could talk to each other, Li Yunniang's high-pitched voice sounded in the yard, "School is over and I won't come back early. Aunt Gui and Hua Zhu'er were so frightened that they stood guard at the door and almost ran out to look for someone."

Won’t you come back soon?

Why are you still blaming her for this?

Xia Qianqian stepped in and retorted: "Mom, who threw me at the gate of Zhuxian Academy and ran back first?"

Li Yunniang knew she was wrong, but she did not forget to explain: "Aren't you riding in Mr. Mo's carriage? The carriage arrived a long time ago, where are you?"

"I went to the field to see how the cotton was growing?"

"It will come back after just one look. You can't keep an eye on it even if you stay at the edge of the field."

Xia Qianqian choked for a moment.

In the past, when the family was too poor to open the pot, Li Yunniang would only speak in a submissive manner, making love every now and then, and her words would not be in tune.

But now, the situation at home is a little better. Look, this girl who used to be slow to talk has suddenly become eloquent and eloquent.

As expected.

Money is a person’s confidence and a source of self-confidence.

Xia Qianqian laughed dumbly and stopped raising her eyebrows, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Hurry up and wash your hands. We'll wait for you to take your time and finish eating first. The food will be warmed in the pot for you."

As soon as she entered the door, Hua Zhuer prepared a basin of water and placed it on the small stone table in the courtyard, as well as a square towel for wiping her hands.

Xia Qianqian came to wash her hands, but she said nothing and ran to the kitchen to help Grandma Gui prepare the meal.

When Xia Qianqian was the only one left in the courtyard, Li Yunniang hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Qianqian, are Aunt Gui and Hua Zhu'er going to live with us in the future?"

"Well!" Xia Qianqian washed her hands and then started washing her face.

"Then they are..." Li Yunniang lowered her voice, "We hired people to help, why are they still living at home?"

"Because they are homeless, they will become members of our family from now on."

"Our people?" Li Yunniang was a little embarrassed.

Today, when she was about to take the bullock cart back, the two men insisted on following her, and she felt something was wrong.

Wherever there is a helper, the principle is to follow the master’s family home.

"They didn't sell it to us, how can they be a family?" Only wealthy families have the money to buy maids and women to help with the work.

Their family went from being unable to open the pot to having porridge and steamed buns to eat. This has only been two months, and they really don’t have the strength.

"It's considered a sale." Xia Qianqian wiped her hands clean and stood up, "If they are willing to follow me, I promise to give them a bowl of rice and a roof over their heads."

"This..." Li Yunniang was quite embarrassed.

My family has just escaped from poverty, and it is really difficult to support two more people.

But when I think about it, an old lady and a young girl have no relatives and no home. If they are kicked out, how will they live?

People who have survived hard times can especially understand those who are in hard times.

After thinking about it, she solemnly nodded and said: "Okay. Our family's life is gradually getting better. As long as the business of the small shop is good and there are two more pairs of chopsticks at home, we can't let the old and the young sleep on the street."

When Xia Qianqian went to the kitchen, she asked casually: "Did Young Master Mo deliver food?"

"Sent it!" Li Yunniang responded: "I will send it to them as soon as they come back."

Li Yunniang frowned, "But, have you been too busy with your homework recently? Mr. Mo has been immersed in grading homework and looks very busy."
Chapter completed!