Cen Qingyou was caught and released again. When he came out, he met Su Wu again.

"Bazz, the reason why they die is because they are not smart enough. Smart people will not die." For example, a great man like the captain, who is wise and close to monsters.

It seems that Ye Yatou said this.

Feng Jing felt that he was going to be led by Su Huan's fallacy, so he quickly changed the topic, "Girl, you are going to grow vegetables later, can you bring me with you?"

"What should I do at home?"

"Su Zhen can take good care of the family and let you go farm alone. I stay at home and feel uneasy."

"Okay." Su Huan glanced at the sprouted roses and the weeds everywhere in the house, and was still confident in the safety of the house.

"When the girl was not at home, I had already started teaching Su Zhen to write. You also know that the words I wrote were not good-looking. In a while, the girl could give him the copybook he bought and let him copy it."

"You are moving very fast!" Although Su Huan was surprised, she was still satisfied. She was waiting for her to arrange everything, and she really couldn't take care of it.

"I'll go and see how my brother wrote it."

As he said that, Su Huan wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

Feng Jing quickly stopped him, "Miss, let Su Zhen copy it for a few days first. You will hit him like this."

In this way, the words Su Zhen must be very ugly now.

The words written by Feng Jing are not good-looking, and it is normal that the words written by the apprentice who taught him are not good-looking. For the sake of his younger brother's mental health and to make him full of enthusiasm for learning, Su Hua decided not to check his homework. "Then you give him the copybook and assign him homework. I put the copybook in the black package I bought yesterday."

Feng Jing went into the inner room and took out a book.

Su Zhen was talking to A Xiu, and when he saw the thing Feng Jing was holding, he was full of curiosity. He didn't know that one of the three mountains of the primary school student was about to press on his back, "What is this?"

"Copybook."

Feng Jing put the copybook on the small table and pointed at a few words, "This word, this word, and this word are all taught yesterday. You can spread the rice paper on the copybook later, slowly draw and copy it, and try to leave the post, and write these three words exactly the same as the copybook."

Although Su Zhen said that he should study hard and let his sister live a good life, after two days of study, he already felt how boring it is to write. "You haven't written the same thing as you posted, why do you ask me to write the same thing?"

Feng Jing was a mute and couldn't say anything about eating berberine. He couldn't write well?

It's a joke, he was drawn to the big shot by the Grand Tutor.

Seeing that Feng Jing was stupid, Su Hua quickly said, "If Brother Su wrote as well as the copybook, he would have been in the scholarship exam for a long time. Will he come to our house to teach you how to write? If you don't study hard, if our family gets into trouble, you won't even help others copy and write letters. At that time, I'm afraid you can only do some physical work if you sell yourself as a slave."

Feng Jing was not moved by Su Hua's words at all and wanted to hit someone very much.

Facing A-sister, Su Zhen dared not talk back, "Oh."

This kid's obedient spirit does not exist in front of Feng Jing.

Su Huan carried the hoe leaning against the corner of the wall again, "Brother Feng and I went to the field. You should practice writing at home and watch out for your mother and sister. We will be back in a while."

Su Zhen wanted to follow Su Hua to the field. Children at the age of activeness would prefer to go to the fields to have fun instead of scribing words at the table.

But Su Zhen also understood that it was more important for him to stay at home to accompany his mother and sister. He could not help with his sister when he went to the field with his sister. It would be better to ask Brother Feng to go to the field to help his sister with more labor.

"Sister, I know, I can write well."

Feng Jing took the seeds and carried the bucket and followed Su Huan out.

There are not many people farming in the afternoon. When farmers know that the seasons prefer to work in the fields when the morning dew or the sunset. On the one hand, it is because these two periods are not hot, and on the other hand, it is also that the dew is nourished in the fields at night, so that the seeds planted live better.

Su Hua completely didn't care about the time he went to the ground. Although it was a little hotter, it was nothing compared to the extreme climate of the apocalypse.

She had a lot of things to do next. She had to plant vegetables first and always rely on buying vegetables. It was not cost-effective. And she also realized that the village chief’s wife was not a smart person, so there might be conflicts in the future and she could not be controlled by others in terms of food.

The sun is shining brightly, and everyone is enjoying the cool air and chatting at home.

Rural people are not stupid, but they don’t work in the fields all the time.

Seeing that Su Huan had left the door, he came to the door to ask.

"The eldest girl of the Su family is carrying a hoe. Could she be going to the ground?"

Although Su Huan knew that he had met these people, he still couldn't remember their names.

But, when everyone else said hello, she couldn't help but respond, "Yes."

"It's so hot at this time, and the leaves of the vegetable growing in the field are wilted. If you go to the ground to sow seeds now, it's probably not easy to survive."

At this moment, the woman next door also came out, "Miss Su, you have never planted land before. I don't think you are a person who is short of money. You are looking for the village chief to buy chickens and ducks and eat meat every meal. Why can't you bear to control your mouth and eat less meat and spend more money on a fertile piece of land?"

"The two pieces of land you bought are too barren. Even if you are an old farmer who has been farming for decades, it is impossible for the vegetables in the fields to grow well. You are still rushing to the ground. Why bother? You are so tired that the show is not good."

The first woman was purely careful about her, and the second woman was just talking sarcastic. Su Hua tilted her head and looked like she couldn't understand it. "Is there so many things to do about farming? I think everyone just sows seeds and waters them, and things grow in the field."

"It's not that easy. In addition to being naturally fertile, you have to water manure diligently, and go to the fields to catch insects. Otherwise, it will be difficult for crops to grow well, and they are planted for insects when they grow. However, even if you water manure every day, it's useless. The weeds grown on that field are sparse. What can you plant? Since you have a lot of money, don't spend money on farming and waste the money for buying seeds."

"Let me buy vegetables in the future. It's very cheap. I won't kill you even if my sister-in-law."

Su Huan smiled silly, "Oh, but the village chief's food is quite cheap, I think it's good to eat."

The woman's face suddenly froze when she spoke. She didn't want to offend the village elder's wife.

Seeing that no one said anything else, Su Huan carried a hoe and continued to walk into his own field.

Feng Jing followed Su Hua to the "her home" field, and took a hoe to dig the soil in the field, and then he knew that what the two women said was true. This land was really barren.

The soil is not sticky at all and has begun to sand. Some of the clumps of soil are almost as texture as the pinker stones.
Chapter completed!