Back To Qiqi Farming To Raise Children

  Chapter 248 decision

   "Second, there is a big stall at the farm on my side.

  The farm is now being looked after by the second brother with the help of Feng Chao and Shengli.

  Second brother planted a mallet on the other end, and his house still has such a big garden, so he has to go back to work.

  Father, let’s not go to see the ginseng, how about you take care of the farm for me? "

   It is impossible for Xu Shiyan to stop looking at the ginseng, but let Xu Chenghou stay on the mountain instead? The old man is not young anymore, that's not okay.

   "There is one more, I think Qingguo may have told my mother, that is Clivia.

   You don't know, this thing is very popular in the provincial capital now.

   A pot costs a few hundred yuan. I heard people say that this Clivia may be selected as a city flower. If that is the case, the price may rise to something. "

  The last one is the key point.

  Xu Shiyan wanted to develop Clivia, but he couldn't hide it from his family, so he simply talked about it with his parents, so as to prevent them from looking at those Clivia.

   "Our family has this condition. Do you see how many pots my little sister has accumulated in the past few years? The windowsill is full of flowers she made.

   It seems that you have saved a lot of seeds, right? If it is planted, it will be all money.

   What I mean is, we can't miss such a profitable business.

  Let’s search for more flower seedlings and flower seeds to grow. When the next spring comes, I will find a way to rent a store in the provincial capital, and we will transport the flowers there and sell them.

   Otherwise, you can go to the provincial capital to find a merchant and come to us to buy the flowers.

   Don’t say too much for a pot, just a few hundred yuan is enough. How much is that? "

   Xu Shiyan has also made up his mind about this matter. Right now, he can use the three vacant old houses on the east side of his house to grow flowers.

   Clivia likes shade and can be cultivated without too much sunlight.

  Fire a good fire at the other end of the old house, use it as a greenhouse, put up more flower shelves, and you can grow a lot of potted flowers.

  When spring comes next year, Xu Shiyan will be at the other end of the farm, and the entire flower shed will be placed there, so as not to be too conspicuous at home.

   Just in time, Xu Chenghou stopped looking at the reference, and he can go to take care of the flower shed, mainly to watch the blind Liuzi work.

  This, at present, is safer than Kansan. After all, it is far away from the provincial capital, and no matter how chaotic it is, it cannot be messed up here.

   Besides, there are dogs and guns at the farm, and there are so many people. If it’s really not possible, you can still find helpers from the village. What are you afraid of?

   "San'er, you said, is this Clivia really worth that much money?

  Why does it sound like a dream to me? Does it feel like a dream? How much do you think our mallet is worth?

  The wild ginseng you dug in the mountains has grown for decades, and the things that can save lives only sell for 1,800 yuan.

   Can Clivia be eaten or drunk? Why is it so valuable? "Zhou Guilan hugged her little granddaughter and said with a puzzled look on her face.

   In Zhou Guilan's opinion, it's just a potted flower. It looks good, but it's not food or food. Is this stuff worth money?

  If you want her to say, it’s really useless to plant some crops for food and fill your stomach.

   "Mom, the people in the city are different from us. They are all workers and cadres, and they earn wages and have money.

  People don’t have to worry about eating and drinking, so they think differently from our old farmers. They call it spiritual pursuit.

   I am happy when I look at the flowers, and my heart is hard to buy with money. "

  In fact, Xu Shiyan admires people like Mom and Dad, their thoughts are always so simple and true.

  It is also true that the material base determines the superstructure, and the older generation came from suffering and starvation, so they simply cannot understand those exaggerated so-called spiritual pursuits.

   "We don't care about that, we just take advantage of the opportunity to earn some money, anyway, in my opinion, there is no money to be rare.

  With money in hand, corn and beans are as beautiful as flowers to me. "

   Apart from making money, Xu Shiyan has no other pursuits. He can't appreciate Clivia or peony, it's just so stupid.

   "Father, what do you think? Help me look at the farm after the next year?

  I will also give you money like the second brother did, okay? "

  Xu Shiyan looked at the old man's face, he was okay, he didn't look down, so it should make sense.

   It's not that I'm afraid of my father, it's mainly because I've gotten used to being kind and friendly in the past few years, and I really don't bother arguing with him.

  Besides, there are still children, and arguing with the father in front of the children will not have a good effect.

   "Okay, you can do whatever you say. I'm old and I'll listen to you."

  Xu Chenghou pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement.

   "You don't need to pay money, so why do you have to ask for money when you are helping your son? You haven't given money to your family these years?

  When the field is busy in spring and autumn, I tend the field, and when I am not busy, I will go to the farm to help you look after it. "

  Xu Chenghou unexpectedly readily agreed.

  Xu Shiyan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that, he was really worried that the stubborn old man couldn't make the turn and had to go up the mountain.

  It’s so good, they understand the whole situation of their own family, and make money by watching references.

   "Oops, I forgot to take out the things to share with everyone." Xu Shiyan happened to see the backpack in the corner, and quickly took it over.

   "Before we came back, Liwei and I went shopping in a department store.

  Let’s not talk about it, the things in the provincial capital are better than ours. Liwei and I both dragged some things for our family, but forgot to take them out just now. "

  Xu Shiyan said while taking things out of his pocket.

   "Yuanyuan, this is your pencil case, as well as a box of pencils and erasers. Study hard in the future."

  Xu Shiyan took out a blue iron pencil case. The pencil case of this year is very simple, and the inside is empty.

   Waiting for a few more years, the kind of plastic pencil case with magnets will come out.

   There are also layers inside, and there are special places for pencil erasers, and some even have pencil sharpeners.

  In fact, Xu Shiyan wanted to buy that kind when he was shopping, but he couldn't find it in several places.

  Xu Haiyuan was playing with his eldest sister on the top of the kang, when he heard that there was a gift from him, he hurried over.

   "Wow, what a beautiful pencil case, thank you Dad."

  Children of this age study, very few have a pencil case, not even stationery.

  Some children just use a pencil and an eraser, and use a knife to carve a circle on the back end of the pencil, and then tie it with a string.

   The eraser has a hole drilled in it, and a rope is also worn, and then the pencil and eraser are hung around the neck, saving you from losing it.

   There are also people who put the kind of cardboard box, such as the kind used by hospitals or clinics to hold injections, and put a pencil and eraser on it, which is also very beautiful to use.

  When Xu Haiyuan was in Yuhong Class, it was a small schoolbag made by Xu Shiqin. The schoolbag has a sandwich, and the pencil and eraser are placed in the sandwich.

  Xu Haiyuan has never seen such an exquisite pencil case, and he likes it very much.

  The pencil is also pretty, with colorful paint on the outside and a small eraser on the back.

   As for the eraser, there is nothing unusual, just an ordinary white eraser.

  The scented eraser in the shape of various fruits or animals has not yet appeared.

   "As long as you study hard, Dad will buy you better-looking pencil cases and books in the future." Xu Shiyan patted his son's head and smiled.

   "Dad, where's mine? I want a pencil case too."

  Over there, Xu Jinping also came over, and the little girl looked at her father expectantly, asking for a gift.

   "Girl, you are still young, I will buy you a pencil case after you go to Yuhong Class. Look, what did Dad buy for you?"

  Xu Shiyan took out a red plastic hairpin from his pocket, with white polka dots on it and a bow.

  (end of this chapter)