MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times-Chapter 142 Before and after comparison
Chapter 142 Before and After Comparison
“There is strength in numbers. I’ve asked you sisters-in-law to make bone soup. I’ll make up for it later.” Bai Yunxi looked at the sweat on Xiaosi and Xiaowu’s foreheads and comforted them softly.
“Mom still feels sorry for us.”
Xiaosi pouted, took a breath, and the three of them took the cog together.
The three of them were not very strong physically. It took them more than half an hour to finish sowing one acre of land.
Twenty kilograms of seeds were also used up.
“Why are you so surprised? In the past, you didn’t need your mother to stand out, and you didn’t have to worry about food and clothing. Today is different from the past, and you have to learn to adapt.”
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“Let’s go.”
“Mother is right, I will pay attention to it and won’t let the land lack water.”
Had I known it earlier, I would have planted less seeds.
‘It will be safer if someone is with you to prevent anyone from being malicious. ’ ˆ ˆ Bai Yunxi looked at Xiao Wu’s back and knew that he had a lot on his mind, so he didn’t refuse.
I was sweating all over just now, and now I feel very comfortable stepping in the water with my bare feet.
But the senses given to her by Sun and Bai Yunsong were not good, so it was right to be more careful.
Bai Anyi was surprised to see that her mother didn't care about her image at all. In my impression, his mother has never been disheveled.
Bai Yunxi looked at Xiaosi's disbelief and threw a handful of screws he found into the basket.
"I'll carry the cattails home. You go with your mother and come back early." Xiao Wu took the cattails, stuffed the rope into it, picked it up and left.
Bai Anyi was splashed with water, and for the first time he lost his hip-hop expression. He lowered his head to touch the screws.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up, you will have to spit out the sand when you go back."
Bai Anyan was a little unsure as he carried the empty cloth bag.
Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty four. One hundred and forty six. Seventy-one
The original owner never interacted with the people in the village, so she couldn't figure out the character of the people in the village. Since coming here, she got to know the Song Wang family and felt the goodwill of the three natal families.
“Mom, I’ll go with you.”
"It doesn't matter. The land here is barren. Even if you apply fertilizer, it will probably be difficult to change it all at once. If some seeds don't germinate, it's just right. Even if the germination rate is high, don't be afraid. When the time comes, irrigate in time and apply fertilizer again to help with nutrition. Go up there, there shouldn’t be any problem.”
“Mom, I laid a lot of seeds. Is it too dense?”
The four of them, mother and son, sat on the ground panting heavily, and the fourth child lay down without any image.
Hearing her mother's tone, Bai Anyan thought for a moment. As long as the fertilizer could keep up, it would have little impact.
At the worst, it won't be a big deal to carry water for irrigation, and it won't be a big deal if we have two acres of land.
“This is it. The screws and duck eggs that my mother touched last time are all in this shoal.”
Hearing Xiao Si’s thoughts, Bai Yunxi was stunned. He looked down at his outfit and twitched the corner of his mouth.
“Okay, you guys pack up and go home first. Mom, go to the shallows to find some screws and go back. Didn’t you all say last time that the spicy snails are delicious? Let’s stir-fry them again tonight.”
Bai Anyi stuffed the rolled rope into Xiao Wu's arms, helped his second brother to carry the three-legged columbine on his shoulders, and then ran to the field to carry his mother's basket and cattails on his back.
‘It’s because their sons are hopeless, and it’s their ambition as sons that makes me work so hard. ’
In comparison, the difference between before and after is really big.
The original owner in my memory was well-dressed with no wrinkles at all. Her hair is combed evenly, and she wears several kinds of buns. There are always several old silver hairpins and matching earrings in her makeup package, which she wears in rotation according to the different buns.
(End of this chapter)
