Ye Yuran picked a basket full of mint leaves, and also picked a few and carried them individually in her hands.

After she had been out for a while, the Zhu brothers who were threshing millet had changed from Zhu San and Zhu Si to Zhu Wu and Old Man Zhu.

Old man Zhu was smiling at first, but when he saw her coming back, he complained: "You have such a good idea, why didn't you come up with it earlier? We have wasted so many years."

Ye Yuran was a little speechless and said: "I didn't work in the fields before, how do I know you don't think about it?"

By the way, she also mentioned how this "square bucket" should be made into a better shape, such as adding a bottom to it or something.

If you are afraid of wasting wood, you can make the lower bottom smaller and the upper opening larger. Then you don’t even have to pick up the rice to take home. You can cut it directly in the field, beat it on the spot, and just pick up the millet.

"Mom, you have a good idea. We can do this next year." Zhu Wu's eyes were shining, and he immediately adopted Ye Yuran's opinion. He even came over with a smile and asked her if she had a better way.

It can be said.

Ye Yuran was naturally generous. She didn't look at Old Man Zhu's face at all and said: "There are many good ways, but the main thing is to see if the people doing the work can use their brains. In the past, some people thought that I was causing trouble to the family by enlightening them.

Do you now know the benefits of reading?

"I also trusted that I had stayed in a wealthy family and learned a few things. Otherwise, how could I have come up with these good ideas? It's just that I didn't work in the fields before, so I didn't waste this effort. I made a rare trip today.

, seeing the way you work almost scared me to death.

"Is the knife you use to cut rice a knife? How can anyone cut rice by chopping? Why don't you discuss it with the blacksmith and cut it into a crescent shape with a handle underneath..." Ye Yuran gestured, "Like this

It saves a lot of trouble to cut."

Zhu Wu couldn't help but nodded: "Mom, you are right, this method is good, this method is good. Next time when the family saves money, we will find a blacksmith to make new knives."

"I gave this millet thresher a name, 'Fang Dou'. He is square and looks similar to 'Fang Dou', so he has the right name."

"Well, that's a good name."

"And the rice you planted, I also find it strange. When we usually farm, I often ask my daughters-in-law to thin out the seedlings when they are small so that they can grow bigger.

Why do you plant it so densely when you plant it? Will the rice seedlings grow up?"

Zhu Wu chuckled at this question and glanced at his father: "Uh, mother, this... mother, my father is a good farmer in Zhujia Village, and everyone praises him as a good farmer."

Sure enough, Old Man Zhu's face changed, and he said angrily: "Don't think that just because you got this thing out, you will become an old master. What the heck is that? Anyone with a little bit of brain can figure it out. You

Do you think farming is as easy as what you said, and you can do it just by talking?

"If it were so easy and everyone had planted it long ago, why would they wait for you to plant it?

"You are a loser, but your hair is long and your knowledge is short. If you grow a little more majesty, you will get carried away with your pride..."

It was the first time that people in the yard saw Old Zhu's hair with such fire. They were all frightened and quickly shrank their necks to reduce their sense of presence.

Although Old Man Zhu would often "quarrel" with Ye Yuran, the louder one was always the mother-in-law, and he had never seen his father-in-law be so loud.

Ye Yuran also knew that this time he might have touched the old man Zhu's "reverse scale". Even though the original owner of the entire Zhu family usually made the decision, the original owner never touched the matter of "farming", which shows that this area is completely

It's Old Man Zhu who has the final say.

When it comes to "farming", Old Man Zhu has always been proud - you see, everyone is farming, but only I, Old Man Zhu, have been able to support so many sons. You say I'm afraid of women, but do you have as many sons as I do?

Ye Yuran not only touched Old Man Zhu's authority in "farming", but also directly stabbed his heart and lungs. Can he not be angry?

But can Ye Yuran give in?

Of course not. If she retreats here, she will have no say in the "farming" area in the future.

What Ye Yuran wants is the right to speak in this area.

"Then do you dare to bet? Next year we will have one field each, three sons each, the same seeds, the same land, and see who can plant the land better." Ye Yuran said with a cold face, and went directly to meet him.

Old man Zhu was stunned and shouted at her: "Are you crazy! Is farming something that can be joked about? If the land is not cultivated well, will you take the whole family to drink from the northwest wind?"

"You have been farming all your life, but you only get a small harvest, and you are still hungry? I don't believe it. You farmed with three sons, and I farmed with three sons. I still have the same packet of seeds.

You can't grow food." Ye Yuran refused to budge, and even took a few steps forward, forcing him to nod, "Or are you afraid, because you know you can't grow the land, so you don't dare to bet with me?

"

"You..." Old Man Zhu was so angry that his head was about to smoke. He raised his arm and was about to slap Ye Yuran on the face.

Ye Yuran was well prepared. He took the lead and kicked Old Zhu in the stomach. He picked up the pole next to him and hit Old Zhu on his side - yes, he hit his side, not himself.

After all, Old Man Zhu is also a man with this body. If she wants to smash him into something bad, she won't be the one in trouble then?

Old Man Zhu had no idea that his mother-in-law would be so ruthless in fights with outsiders and her own family members. After the initial arrogance subsided, he was a little confused.

Ye Yuran didn't really want to hit him, but she couldn't "lose", so she fought hard against each other and "fought" with all her strength.

Seeing him retreating, Ye Yuran retracted her hand, stared at him, and shouted: "What's the matter, you still want to hit a woman? Zhu Haoqi, do you think I am one of those women outside, and you can beat me? You

If you dare to attack me, I will fight you to the death—"

"You, you, you... you are simply unreasonable!" Probably because he was often angry, Old Man Zhu had already experienced it. He pointed at her with trembling fingers, cursed, shook his head and left.

Anyway, he didn't agree to the bet, so this woman shouldn't even think about "provoking trouble".

"Why am I being unreasonable? Isn't what I said the truth? What did I say wrong? Only cowards dare not bet with me. If you have the ability, bet with me." Ye Yuran did not give up so easily and pursued the victory.

"Just bet, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Old Man Zhu was so angry that he turned around and said angrily.

"I'm not afraid of you. So tell me, which sons do you want? It just so happens that my daughter-in-law, son, and daughter are all here. They testified for us. Next spring, you will give me half of the land. The same three sons, the same

A packet of seeds, let’s see who can sow more crops.”

Old Man Zhu was already dizzy with anger, and then he noticed that there were several people in the yard. He wanted to "regret" but found that he had already spoken out, and he was almost vomiting blood - those places were his life

.

"You are wasting my life!"
Chapter completed!