"Don't be sad, you did nothing wrong."

Fat Miaoer pulled Zhou Silang into the corner and squatted down.

He stretched out his fleshy little hand and patted Zhou Shilang on the shoulder.

"Think about it, if the food in your family is sold by your parents and uncles, what you eat and drink in winter? Will you go hungry if you don't eat or drink?"

"That's right!" Zhou Silang nodded. He was most afraid of being hungry.

But even though he said that, he still felt a little sad.

"What happened yesterday made my breasts so angry that I said I wanted to split up, which scared my father and mother silly. I..."

Siro puffed up his cheeks and turned his head: "Fat Meow, to be honest, I don't want to split up."

Zhou Silang was a little stupid, his mind was slow and he was not smart enough. Even so, he understood that it was better not to separate the family.

"Did you break up?" Fat Miao'er's long eyelashes trembled.

"No." Shiro shook his head.

"My father and mother cried and howled. Uncle San and his grandfather helped to plead, and the mother agreed to give them a last chance."

"Isn't that all!"

Fat Miao'er rolled her eyes and hummed with a delicate little nose.

"Don't worry, you can't separate the family, your breasts are just scaring them."

"scare?"

Zhou Shilang never thought about this possibility, and his eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Of course!" Fat Miao'er slapped her chest.

"I'm so smart, don't you believe me?"

What kind of character of Mrs. Zhou is to put it bluntly, she pays attention to power and is a one-man rule. If you want to catch her at home and outside, everyone has to follow her command.

This time, Zhou Laoer and Ma family stole corn, which harmed the interests of the family and touched her reverse scales. She just wanted to scare the two of them.

"So that's the case, then I'll feel relieved."

Zhou Silang breathed a sigh of relief, his frown was stretched again, and a bright smile appeared on his dark little face, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy.

He moved, secretly glanced at Fat Miao'er's eyes, slowly stretched out his hand, and placed it under Fat Miao'er's nose.

The meaning is very simple, what are the benefits?

"for you!"

Fat Miaoer saw through his intentions at a glance, and without saying a word, she untied the purse on her waist, took out five cents, and slapped it on the little black hand.

One fat and one thin, one black and one white, forming a huge contrast between the overlap.

"Don't worry, the benefits you promised will never be missing. My Fat Miao'er is the most loyal!"

Fat Miao'er raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her glass-like eyes slightly glared, moving and cunning.

"Hehe~" Zhou Silang grinned, rubbed the copper plate hard, and then spread it back to the front of him and looked carefully.

He raised his hand and looked at the sunlight. His eyes looked into the sky through the square hole of the copper plate, and the dazzling light hit his eyes.

"So dazzling!" Siro subconsciously closed his eyes.

So stupid!

Fat Miaoer curled her lips contemptuously. It was noon, and the sun was shining, but it would be strange if it was not dazzling!

"Fat Meow~"

Zhou Silang leaned against her again, licked her lips, and showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Your boiled frog is delicious. Can you treat me to a little?"

Zhou Silang stretched out his index finger and thumb, gestured a little, and emphasized: "Just a little, I won't eat more, just a few bites."

After knowing the correct way to make frogs, many families in the village caught frogs and made them by themselves.

The old Zhou family also caught a few and repeatedly thought about it, but they couldn't make the spicy, numb and rice-like taste of boiled frogs.

"Okay!" Fat Miaoer agreed happily.

"Then let's go in!" Silang couldn't wait.

"Wait." Fat Miao'er called the person.

"I can give you boiled frogs, but I have a request."

"Ah!" Zhou Silang frowned, screamed strangely, and asked in a defensive manner: "What are the requirements?"

The last time she asked to be a spy, the Zhou family almost broke up. What about this time?

Zhou Silang's carelessness was hanging up. He found that the food in Fat Miaoer's house was not delicious enough to taste.

"It's very simple!"

This time, Fat Miaoer did not make things difficult for him: "You can treat you to eat, but you can't eat it for nothing. You have to work for me."

"Work?" Siro scratched his head.

Fat Miao'er pointed to the yard with a fleshy little hand: "Did you see, my family is picking corn? Come and help me. I'll take care of the rice, including boiled frogs."

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Zhou Silang agreed without thinking about it. Working for his family is tiring and having no money. There are benefits to working for Fat Miaoer. We weighed the two, and the fool knew that we should choose the latter.

Zhou Silang considered himself a smart man and hurriedly walked into the yard with his sleeve.

...

Two days later.

The small yard is covered with golden color, and the orange corn is covered with a layer like a quilt, with festiveness everywhere, and a beautiful scene of autumn harvest.

After dinner, while the weather was good, Li Xiaodao, Wei Shu and Compass took shovels and turned over the corn scattered on the ground and dried it repeatedly.

"I see that pile is almost dry and can be threshed."

The compass pointed to a pile of corn piled up into small bags on his left hand and said.

"I'll take a look."

Li Xiaodao walked over, squatted down, picked up a corn cob and snatched it gently, put his fingers on it and snatched it, took a few corn kernels, and put them in his hand and twisted it repeatedly.

"It's really done, it's ready to thresh."

After confirming, Li Xiaodao turned his head and called Liu Yeer.

He ordered: "You go to the warehouse to find a sack to put the corn cob first, wait..."

As he said that, Li Xiaodao frowned slightly.

He originally planned to sell the frogs and boil them, so he came back to thresh the corn, but he found that there was no time at all.

After they came back, they had to chop the newly harvested frog chopped rice, and steamed steamed buns there. They spent every day in a hurry and had no spare time.

"Why stop the business at the dock first?" Liu Yeer thought for a moment and suggested.

"I think it's OK." The compass echoed.

They made a lot of money by selling water and boiling frogs, and they had more than a dozen taels of money in their hands.

In contrast, the dock's income of more than ten cents per day became inconspicuous, and most importantly, it required a manpower.

"Think about it, we just ask someone to thresh corn, and we have to pay at least ten cents a day!"

"It's better to stop for two days first and then sell it after a while."

"That's fine!"

After some discussion, the few people nodded in agreement and asked Wei Shu to stay at home with Pang Miaoer and Liu Yeer.

As for Li Xiaodao and Compass, as usual, they still sell boiled frogs in Qingyang Town, as they always do.

"We'll leave first, and try to come back soon."

Outside the door, Li Xiaodao pulled the reins and sat on the donkey cart and waved his hands at Fat Miaoer, Wei Shu and Liu Yeer. With a shout, the donkey cart started and gradually disappeared into Dashi Village.

"Let's go into the house, and you'll have to..."

As he spoke, Fat Miao'er glanced at the sight of her eyes and saw three figures walking towards her home.

"father!"

Fat Meow called out and ran over.

"Yes, it's Fat Meow?"

At this moment, the two men following Zhou Laosan suddenly became excited.
Chapter completed!