Qian also heard the child's cry and took out the money box.
Lao Zhou was getting ready to go to bed. When he saw his wife taking out the money box, he became a little nervous and asked, "What are you doing?"
Qian said thoughtfully: "I'm thinking of asking the third child to buy some pig's feet and stew them back tomorrow to give milk to the third daughter-in-law. I occasionally heard Man Bao talk about it last time, and it seems that crucian carp also produces milk."
Lao Zhoutou immediately said: "Don't we always give her eggs at home? We boil eggs three times a day. Whose daughter-in-law can eat so well? If she has no milk, then she doesn't have it. Don't waste money."
Qian gave him a sideways look and said, "You are just picky, don't you want your daughter-in-law to get sick? Why did I get sick before? It's because your old Zhou family was reluctant to give me food. Every time I gave birth to a child,
Just come here with force..."
Lao Zhoutou lowered his voice by an octave and whispered: "Didn't you have no money at that time?"
“I didn’t have money back then, so wouldn’t I have money now?”
Lao Zhoutou muttered twice and defended: "Aren't I afraid that if you don't keep the bowl of water straight, other daughters-in-law will have objections?"
"Who has an opinion?"
Lao Zhoutou coughed lightly and said, "The fourth daughter-in-law is about to give birth. Will she also buy it by then?"
"If she doesn't have milk, then buy it. You can't let the child howl," Qian said, "Only when a person is well fed can he live a strong life. This is true for adults, and even more so for children."
The children she gave birth to survived because when they were young, she would not be deprived of them as long as she had a bite to eat.
When Lao Zhoutou heard this, he stopped talking.
Qian took out a bunch of money from the box and did not scatter it.
Lao Zhou was so distressed when he saw it that he simply lay on the bed and turned away from him.
Qian glanced at his back, cursed secretly as "stingy", put the money aside and lay down.
The next day, when Man Bao got up to wash up and go to Mr. Zhuang's courtyard to write, she saw her mother handing a bunch of money to Zhou Lang and asking him to buy some pork legs to stew.
"You don't have to buy too much, just buy a few pieces, just for your wife to stew, and then buy a pound of meat for the family."
Zhou Lang responded.
"You keep the rest of the money and buy some pork legs for your wife every day. She will eat them for a few days and see if the milk is not enough. I will find someone else."
Zhou Lang scratched his head and said, "Mom, I originally wanted to buy crucian carp. Didn't Manbao say last time that crucian carp can also produce milk?"
"Then you take your turn. If you don't have enough money, you can tell me again."
Zhou Lang said naively: "Mom, we also have money."
Last year, he sold the ginger cubes on his wasteland for a lot of money. In addition to the 60% he paid to the public, and some money given to the fourth or fifth person who sold them on behalf of him, there was a lot left over.
This was the first time that Zhou Lang made so much money. Of course, all the money was in the hands of his wife, He.
Mrs. Qian glared at him and said, "Since you have money, why don't you want to buy more food for your wife?"
Zhou Lang shrank his neck and said: "I, I thought eating eggs would be enough..."
Qian pinched his waist and was about to scold him, but He quickly explained, "Mom, we don't know. The main reason is that even though we eat eggs every day, we can't produce milk..."
In fact, the situation now is better than when she gave birth to four babies. Although there seems to be a sword called natural disaster hanging over her head, it is spring plowing time now and she has just given birth. Of course, her family will not give her anything thin.
Be it dry rice, noodles, pancakes or steamed buns.
Moreover, we raised more chickens at home last year, so there are not many eggs at home. Especially when spring comes, the hens at home love to lay eggs even more.
So there are a lot of eggs.
She now eats better than Manbao every meal, four meals a day, and every meal includes eggs. In the village, even the daughter-in-law of the village chief's family would not dare to eat like this.
So secretly she had the same idea as Lao Zhoutou. She ate so well and even ate so many eggs without producing milk. She probably didn't have enough milk this time.
It was just last night that Man Bao suggested buying sheep, and the couple decided to look for crucian carp after some discussion.
However, fish and other items may not be sold in large markets, so you may have to look for them in the county town.
In fact, if you don't have time and you can't guarantee that you will catch crucian carp, it might be faster to catch crucian carp yourself in the river.
Man Bao yawned and passed by them. He walked towards the kitchen and took a pancake, then took his own steamed egg and sat aside, "Sister-in-law, I won't be back for lunch or dinner."
"knew."
Man Bao has been eating in the fields these two days. When the Bai family delivers lunch and dinner to the employees, they will also deliver the meals for the three of them.
Xiao Qian lowered his head to look at Man Bao, and found that Man Bao, who had always been fair and round, had not only lost some weight, but had also become a little darker.
She was a little worried, "Manbao, if you are tired from the work in the fields, don't do it. If you really can't let your fifth brother go, you can't get sick from exhaustion."
Mrs. Feng nodded repeatedly, "My sister-in-law is very difficult to recover from illness."
Qian said: "That was in the past. Now Manbao is in good health. She is the reincarnation of a fairy. In the past, Master Tianzun didn't think of Manbao, so she was in trouble."
Xiao Qian nodded with conviction.
Feng only hesitated for a moment, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Man Bao raised his head and thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask Keke, "Am I really not the reincarnation of a fairy?"
Keke: "...No."
Manbao lowered his head and continued eating without speaking.
Today we were still planting wheat. For the first time, Bai Shanbao realized that spring planting was so tiring. He sat directly on the ridge in the field and sat in rows with Man Bao to watch the hired workers working.
When Bai Erlang finally scattered the seeds here, he sat down and stared blankly ahead with the two of them. He still didn't understand, "Why should we plant with them? Can't we hire a few more people?"
No matter what happens, we can wait until the people in the village finish planting. We are not in a hurry."
That was not what Bai Shanbao was thinking about. What he was curious about was, "Why do we plant so much land when there are so few people?"
Man Bao: “It’s just to make money.”
"But people in the city also have fields, and every family has land. The food grown on so much land is enough for their own consumption, so who would buy food?" Mr. Zhuang was talking to them about taxes recently, and he was talking about Dingtian.
So Bai Shanbao knows that every adult has a Ding Tian.
Manbao was equally confused about this. She thought for a while and said, "I don't know. Anyway, every time I go to the county town, it seems that there are people buying rice and noodles in the grain store."
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, and pointed to the people who were farming and said: "If everyone has a field, why don't they?"
She said: "It seems that my father said that there are many people who have no land."
Bai Shanbao pondered, "But they don't seem to be able to afford food. Could it be that all the food we grow is sold to them?"
Man Bao: "Well, we pay them to grow food, and after harvesting, we sell it to them to make money..."
She also felt that something was wrong.
Bai Erlang looked at this, then that, hanging his head and said: "There are so many people without land, and many rich people also want to buy food. Is this surprising?"