The Strong Wife from Peasant Family Chapter 72

However, they had to surround the hill they bought. When the chickens could be reared, they could just be reared. There was no need to wait any longer.

She and Liu Zhimo would definitely not be able to surround them, so she planned to invite people to surround them.

The first choice would definitely be Ceng Tietou. They could be considered old friends, and they also believed in his character. They would be at ease if they handed it over to him.

Liu Zhimo was the one who told Zeng Tieshou to find two or three more people to help. This was not a very heavy job, the salary was not as high as it was before, it was 15 gold a day.

15 gold coins a day was already considered high. Once these words were spoken, who knew how many people would snatch it!

Zeng Tie smiled and patted his chest, telling Liu Zhimo to be at ease, he was definitely right to leave this matter to him.

Liu Zhimo told them to come back tomorrow, but when he saw that Zeng Tie agreed, he left without a worry.

When the villagers saw Zeng Tietou bringing the two to do work, they asked them what were they doing around this mountain?

Zeng Tietou laughed and said that Liu Zhimo had already bought this mountain and told him to surround it.

As for what he was going to do with all three of them, he wasn't sure either.

Since his boss didn't tell him anything, he wouldn't casually ask about it. This was the most basic of common sense.

When the people of the village knew about this, a huge commotion broke out, and this mountain was bought by Liu Zhimo? How much would it cost? What was he going to do with this mountain that he couldn't do anything for?

Just this matter made the entire village boil over, they had nothing to do, so they ran over to Liu Zhimo to ask, did he really buy this mountain, and why did he buy the mountain?

Liu Zhimo replied to them gently, saying that he had indeed bought this mountain. They'll know later.

He didn't want to leak out Li Qingling's plan so quickly, so he let the villagers guess.

The villagers couldn't get the answer they wanted, so they chased him and asked how much he spent to buy the mountain.

Liu Zhimo was still rather tactful. He did not tell them directly, but told them to go find the Village Chief.

The people of the village looked at each other, then looked at Liu Zhimo. Seeing that he really did not want to tell them, they left the Liu Family unwillingly.

Seeing that everyone had walked far away, Liu Zhimo could only helplessly shake his head and close the door to the courtyard.

They would probably encounter such things more and more often in the future. It was good that they got used to it.

"I'll leave all the diplomatic affairs of the family to you." When Li Qingling saw how easily Liu Zhimo dealt with her, she laughed and said.

She really didn't like these relationships. It was too troublesome.

She felt that he taught his children quite well, and he was also good at interpersonal relationships, so she might as well let him go!

Her main house, his main house, just happened to be there.

Liu Zhimo saw that she had finally decided to tell him, and laughed: "Aren't you supposed to be the one to handle matters concerning the villagers?" Those women in the village were the most short-sighted of them all. Did they want him, a man, to chat with them?

Li Qingling chuckled, she said that he was better at it than her.

Instantly, Liu Zhimo's face darkened.

He glared at her, turned on his heels, and went into the study.

"Sis, what's wrong with Zhi Moge? "Why did it suddenly turn dark?" Li Qingfeng looked at Liu Zhimo's back, and asked while at a loss.

Li Qingling burst out in laughter as she patted Li Qingfeng's head and said that she did not know.

She actually knew, but she didn't want to ruin her image in front of the children, so she didn't say anything.

Even though he was still a teenager, didn't saying that he was good at talking to women mean that he had a tongue? It would be strange if he didn't have a dark face.

Liu Zhimo went to the study room to write a few large words, expelling all of his depressed feelings.

When he regained his composure, he sat on the chair and couldn't help but chuckle.

That silly girl, she was really …

He helplessly shook his head again, spread out a piece of Xuan paper, picked up a brush, and began scheming.

Not long after, a cunning Li Qingling appeared on the xuan paper.

He looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

If she likes the Lord, then let her be the Lord.

"Ink, someone is looking for you again." Li Qingling stood at the door and knocked on it, shouting.

Liu Zhimo laughed and stood up to open the door. Seeing her grinning face, he knocked on her forehead, and without waiting for her protest, he stepped out to deal with the people who came to find him.

From that day onwards, there were people who came to look for Liu Zhimo almost every single day. They simply wanted to ask him why he was surrounding this mountain peak.

Liu Zhimo dealt with these people every day. After handling it so many times, he felt bored in his heart.

If anyone else came to find him, Liu Zhirou would have to tell that person that he was not here.

The more times they had, the more the villagers understood that Liu Zhimo did not want to see them anymore.

They muttered in their hearts, but did not come again.

He was secretly paying attention to this matter at all times.

Since no one else came to the village, Liu Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally rest and not have to deal with those random people.

Seeing that he was so pitiful, Li Qingling cooked an entire table full of delicious rewards for him.

He said she was being cheap and being good, but then he ate the most.

He had indeed been physically and mentally exhausted for dealing with so many people during this period of time. Only by eating a little more could he make up for it.

The children at home all deeply despised him in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say anything. If they said anything, it would make him unhappy, and the one who was unlucky would be themselves.

Living together, for such a long time, the children had a deep experience of Liu Zhimo's abdominal darkness. They all knew that they couldn't offend Liu Zhimo no matter who they offended, otherwise, it would be very miserable.

Liu Zhimo didn't care what the children thought, as long as he was happy in his heart.

There was no need to spend so much time dealing with those people. Normally, after he finished helping Li Qingling at home, he would just read the two books that Mister gave him.

In his heart, he still wanted to participate in the children's voice test.

Seeing him like this, the amount of money Li Qingling had left for him to go to school was more than enough for the three of them.

But Liu Zhimo was not willing, if he went there, all the work in the house would be on her shoulders, it would be too much work for her.

Seeing how stubborn he was, she stopped trying to persuade him.

However, she would work more quickly at home, so as to save more time for him to focus on his studies.

He knew what she was thinking, and he put even more effort into his studies.

If there was anything he didn't understand, he would actively run over to ask Mister.

Seeing that he was so studious, not only did the teacher explain what he didn't understand, but he also assigned some homework for him to come back to do. When he was done, he would show it to him.

When Li Qingling saw that her husband treated Liu Zhimo so well, she knew that he lived alone. Usually, when she cooked for the two children, she would also ask the child to bring a portion of food for him.

When Mister felt the sincerity of this family of children, he was even more interested in Liu Zhimo's studies.

He sincerely hoped that Liu Zhimo could get a good rank in the exam. If only Liu Zhimo could go to school, he could teach a little more, but unfortunately, he refused to do it.

There was nothing he could do, he could only do more on his homework so that Liu Zhimo could learn more.

In the midst of these busy days, the time for the hometown examination got closer and closer, and Liu Zhimo started to study more and more anxiously.

But Li Qingling noticed that something was amiss, as the weather was getting hotter.

Tiger was getting more and more agitated as well. He would circle around her from time to time, trying to find something to say. But he couldn't express it.

It was said that animals were more sensitive than humans. Did it sense that something was wrong?

She hugged Tiger and asked him in a low voice, "Tiger, you seem to be getting more and more impatient these days. Did something bad happen?" She knew Tiger wouldn't speak, so she thought of a way, "If that's not the case, then bite my clothes and pull it. If it is, then pull it twice."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tiger bit her clothes and pulled hard, nearly ripping her clothes to shreds.

Her heart skipped a beat as she continued to ask Tiger, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, could it be a drought?" She remembered that in her previous life, she had encountered a great drought. The fields were too dry to cultivate. However, in her previous life, there was no need to worry too much. With the help of the country, she easily passed the great drought.

I can't do it here. A drought means death!

She saw Tiger pull on her clothes a few more times, and her heart sank.

She patted Tiger's head and said, "Thank you, Tiger. I'll reward you for cooking tonight."

Tiger happily nudged her, and she held Tiger in her arms, deep in thought.

If a great drought really came, what would they do about it?

In this era, there was nothing to eat due to the drought. Even adults would not be able to survive, much less children.

Li Qingling sighed, and planned to think carefully about how to tide through this calamity.

She was afraid that Liu Zhimo would be distracted and that this drought was just a false alarm, so she didn't tell him.

From time to time, she would go to the town to buy some food and hide in Matsuyama's cave.

She also told him about the things that could happen in a drought. She also told him about the people she was close with. Whether they believed her or not or listened to her, that was their problem.

She couldn't help herself anymore, and she couldn't help anyone else anymore.

Fumanlou's shopkeeper was a shrewd man, upon hearing Li Qingling's words, regardless if it was true or not, he immediately wrote and informed her master about this matter, asking him what should be done?

When his master told him to secretly gather the food, he would take action.

Other than the shopkeeper, Zeng Ironhead also listened to Li Qingling. He hid the truth from her family, spent all her money on food, and hid the food well in the cellar in the middle of the night.

He felt that following Li Qingling must be right.

Chapter end