After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

In order not to be held back by the Wu family father and son, when Zhu Jiangjiang went out this morning, he walked quietly.

There are two horses in the school in Xiaohuang Village, which are used by Zhu Qingran and Mingyao in case of emergency, such as when the children are sick and need to see a doctor or something.

Zhu Jiangjiang came over and borrowed a horse.

Pei Ji had already taught her how to ride a horse. In fact, riding a horse is not difficult, as long as she is not afraid of falling, she can learn it very quickly.

She didn't run fast when she got on the horse, but compared to riding alone in a carriage, this speed was already considered fast.

According to the plan she made at home, Zhu Jiangjiang only needs to visit a few villages where the fruits are about to ripen today. If she still has time, she will go to the city again.

Chengjia Village, where pineapples are grown.

The pineapples in Chengjia Village began to be planted after the autumn harvest last year, and they are now fully ready for harvesting.

"I wish the village chief, you are here!"

According to the pineapple planting strategy that Zhu Jiangjiang gave to their village before, the fruit can be picked when the skin turns green and yellow.

Now the skin of the fruit has turned green and yellow, and they all ate better, but they haven't waited to come to Zhu Jiangjiang.

If we still don't see her today, everyone is planning to send someone to Xiaohuang Village to invite her.

The horse in Zhu Jiangjiang's hand was taken away by a villager. Before she could say hello, she was dragged away into the field by members of the Cheng family.

"Mr. Cheng, have you all tasted the pineapple? How does it taste?"

"We have tasted it. According to what you said, soak it in salt water, it is too sweet!" The people in Chengjia Village are looking forward to Zhu Jiangjiang's arrival because they have eaten it.

Because what they had agreed with Zhu Jiangjiang before was that only Zhu Jiangjiang could harvest what they planted, and they could not sell it themselves.

"I'll go and have a look first. If there's no problem, we'll pick them the day after tomorrow. I'll send a carriage over when it's down."

While talking, Zhu Jiangjiang followed everyone to the pineapple field.

Before approaching, the aroma of ripe pineapple floated into the nose. It turned out that there were several children beside the field ridge who were peeling pineapples and preparing to eat them.

"Brat, why are you here to eat again? I'm still waiting to sell it for money. Why don't you eat enough?"

Village head Cheng pretended to raise his hand to hit someone, although he was cursing, but he didn't really do it, "It's all cut, let's get a piece for sister Zhu to taste."

The children of Chengcun Chang's family are all over the age to go to school, so they can only stay at home and work with his father.

Even so, they are willing to eat pineapples.

Moreover, the spring plowing has just ended, and their family will have something to harvest immediately, and life will be easier, and it doesn't matter to them whether they go to school or not.

"I wish the village chief, try it quickly!"

Village head Cheng put a big piece of pineapple into her with his chopsticks as if offering a treasure.

The children in the village cherish the food they grow very much. The pineapple is so good that it doesn't waste any flesh. Zhu Jiangjiang generously took it.

"Hmm - this is the taste of early summer!"

Zhu Jiangjiang was so moved that he almost cried because he hadn't eaten any real fruit for more than a year.

Pineapple and watermelon are very representative fruits of the season. It will take more than a month to eat watermelon, so it is good to be able to eat pineapple first.

"What does it taste like?"

The Cheng family doesn't quite understand, the smell of early summer, what is there to say?

"No." Zhu Jiangjiang bit the pineapple in his mouth into his mouth, and after eating it quickly, he said, "Mr. Cheng, then according to the plan, try to pick some pineapples with yellow skins tomorrow, and I will take them away the next day."

"no problem!"

"That's great, we'll have a harvest just after the beginning of spring."

After hearing this, the people in Chengjia Village were all excited.

Although spring is the season of revival of all things, but at this time in previous years, spring brought them only fresh and tender wild vegetables, but this year it can actually bring money.

Why isn't this exciting!

"Mr. Cheng, can you help me find a cloth bag or a basket? I want to buy some pineapples and bring them back to my husband to taste." Zhu Jiangjiang said that he was about to pay, but was held down by the people of Chengjia Village .

"Why don't you buy it? This pineapple is yours. You can eat as much as you want!"

Everyone in Chengjia Village looked unhappy when they saw her seeing her so far away.

After holding down her hand, several people trotted to their fields, and picked big and yellow pineapples for Zhu Jiangjiang to stuff for her.

These pineapples, Zhu Jiangjiang gave them seeds for nothing at the beginning.

Moreover, when planting, I personally visited several times to help them find ways to get rid of insects and so on. Seriously, this piece of pineapple field is not theirs.

They just contribute a little bit when the autumn harvest is idle.

Zhu Jiangjiang was frightened by their enthusiasm, and a dozen pineapples were hung on her body, and her clothes were almost torn by the thorns of the pineapples.

"What are you in a hurry for? When I go back, I'll take the backpack to Village Chief Zhu." After speaking, Village Chief Cheng turned around and ran towards home.

He came back just before taking two steps, "Boy, go back and get the basket for me, don't just focus on eating!"

This family is also fun, and the relationship between father and son is really good.

Zhu Jiangjiang laughed along with the villagers beside him making fun of Mr. Cheng's family.

Chengjia Village didn't seem to be in her key planning scope, because pineapples were indeed easier to grow, so she didn't spend much thought on Chengjia Village.

She spends more time on those villages in Liujia Village. The fruits they grow can be said to be relatively delicate and rare.

Seeing the enthusiastic people in Chengjia Village now, Zhu Jiangjiang suddenly realized that he was too partial.

"Mr. Cheng, when picking tomorrow, the pineapple tops don't need to be removed, they are kept and sold together, which is convenient for preservation."

Zhu Jiangjiang explained the points that need to be paid attention to tomorrow. The pineapple they picked for her now only left the flesh, and the top and roots were cut off.

Without the top, the time the pineapple can be placed is greatly reduced.

"That's it, we remember."

"By the way, prepare a steelyard, and my car can be loaded directly as soon as it arrives."

"Okay, I wish the village chief, you can rest assured!"

Zhu Jiangjiang kept explaining to them until the village head's son brought her the pan, then she put the pineapples given to her by the villagers into the pan, and then left for the next village.

The next village is Dahuang Village, which grows strawberries.

From the name of Dahuang Village, you may think that it is two villages in front of Xiaohuang Village, but in fact it is not close to Xiaohuang Village at all, and it has nothing to do with it.

The reason why Dahuang Village is called Dahuang Village is because it is as poor as Xiaohuang Village.

The only difference between the two villages is that Dahuang Village is bigger than Xiaohuang Village, more than twice the size!

Seeing Zhu Jiangjiang coming, the people of Dahuang Village, like Chengjia Village, couldn't wait to drag her into the strawberry field.

After she explained the precautions for picking, they also made three baskets like Chengjia Village, and picked three full baskets for her to take home.

Just as if she was here for a trip, he also prepared a souvenir for her to go back with.

Zhu Jiangjiang looked at the full pannier and couldn't laugh or cry.