Chapter 96: Her Stupid Methods
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It is now mid-March, the wheat has started to spike, and in another month, it will be ready for harvest.
Qiao Changshun has a little shovel in his hand, walking back and forth in the wheat field, bent over weeding the wheat.
This task is somewhat challenging for him, but seeing the lush, spiking wheat, the red glow on his dark face never faded away.
With so much wheat, all he needs to do is wait for the harvest, what a wonderful feeling!
Qiao Dami is running around the edge of the field with a shovel in hand, cutting wild grass, which he ns to take hometer.
Qiao Xiaomai stands on the donkey cart, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes scanning the vast wheat field while silently calcting in her mind.
After the wheat is harvested, soybeans and sweet potatoes will need to be nted, in addition to that, she needs to find a way to bring the chili seedlings into the open.
In her space, she has several bottles of hot sauce and dozens of dried heaven-facing chilies.
She needs to get the seeds out of these dried chilies, but the question is where to nt them afterwards?
If she secretly nts them in the mountains, grazing animals will definitely eat the seedlings.
If she nts them in her own fields, she will have to exin the origins of the chili to Qiao Changshun.
After pondering for a moment, her consciousness sank into her space again to check the few potted chili nts.
These chili nts are of different varieties, one pot ismon horn pepper, one is heaven-facing chili, and three pots are bell pepper.
The bell peppers look very beautiful, the bright red chilies look like little bells, very cute, so she has nted more of them.
For her, however, the ordinary heaven-facing chili is still the most practical. If she had known she would end up in this ce, she would have brought a bunch of heaven-facing chili seedlings with her.
“Sister, what are you doing standing on the cart?” Qiao Dami, who had cut a basketful of wild grass, saw his sister standing on the donkey cart, deep in thought, and couldn’t help asking out of curiosity.
“I’m just looking at our wheat field.” Qiao Xiaomai looked at him, jumped down from the donkey cart, walked over, and took the basket from his hands.
Unable toe up with a good idea, she could only resort to using a clumsy method…
The trio stayed in the wheat field until noon. Qiao Xiaomai piled all the cut wild grass onto the donkey cart, Qiao Changshun led the donkey cart, and the three returned home.
Qiao Dami expressed a desire for chicken legs, so Qiao Xiaomai stewed the wild chicken that Tong Sang had given them the day before.
The wild chicken weighed just over three pounds, and after removing the feathers and the innards, there wasn’t much meat left, the three of them ate it clean.
After dinner, Qiao Dami patted his round belly contentedly, sighing, “Tong gege[Sang] is really good, he can hunt, so we don’t have to spend copper coins to buy meat.”
At his words, Qiao Xiaomai’s dark eyes turned round and round, her naturally smiling eyes curved, “Then I’ll go up the mountainter and see if I can set some traps and catch something like a wild chicken or rabbit.”
“Really? I’m going too, I’m going too!” Qiao Dami jumped up excitedly.
Qiao Changshun shook his head, “Tong Sang has been learning hunting and trapping with the vige chief since he was a child, and there is a technique to setting traps.”
“It’s okay, just dig casually. If we can catch something, that would be great, if not, it’s no big deal.” Qiao Xiaomai said with a smile.
“Alright, then you two can go.”
“Let Dami follow you to the fields, if there’s anything, he can run errands.” Qiao Xiaomai pushed Qiao Dami to his side.
Qiao Dami pouted, he wanted to dig traps.
However, thinking of his father’s limp, he withdrew his pouting little mouth, he’d follow her up the mountain next time.
Qiao Xiaomai ruffled his hair, “Be a good boy, next time we go to town, I’ll buy you chicken legs.”
At her words, the unhappiness on Qiao Dami’s face disappeared, and his smile returned, “Okay!”