Song Juan doesn't like cutting vegetables very much, just like she doesn't like washing dishes.

After all, she is an amateur chef who likes to cook her own food.

Professional chefs generally do not need to cut vegetables by themselves, unless they are planning to open a small restaurant. Of course, no matter what kind of chef you are, you will normally need to practice knife skills and cut a lot of vegetables.

For amateur chefs, cutting vegetables by yourself is indispensable at any time.

Song Juan is usually lazy when she can.

In later generations, she kept a lot of various vegetable cutting tools at home.

In the end, all these tools were scrapped.

Just like noodles, hand-rolled noodles taste good, while machine-made noodles taste just a little bit different.

Real food must be made by hand.

These days, her mother is recovering from a cold, so Song Juan reluctantly takes over the vegetable cutting job.

However, I don’t know what my mother was thinking, but because she cut quickly and well, she actually assigned all the work to her, and took the cooking job away from her.

"mom,……"

"Hurry up and chop the vegetables!"

Before Song Juan could say anything, Li Guilan interrupted her and asked her to chop vegetables again.

"oh!"

Song Juan had no choice but to pick up the kitchen knife and start cutting vegetables.

"Chop it finely. Today I fried the cabbage with eggs. The cabbage is delicious if it is chopped finely."

"..."

Song Juan was speechless.

Because these words were all told to her biological mother before.

Is this a change of fortune?

Song Juan was very depressed, but she could only cut vegetables honestly.

As a result, when she finished chopping the vegetables and felt that her work was done, and when she was about to leave, she was stopped by Li Guilan and asked to fry the vegetables too.

“Your stir-fry is delicious!”

When Li Guilan said this, her voice was vaguely filled with resentment.

Song Juan blinked, feeling that there was a story in it.

Could it be that someone gave me eye drops in front of my mother while I was away in the morning?

Don't let me know who it is!

Otherwise, I will definitely let you know why the flowers are so red.

Song Juan cursed in her heart, but she still had to cook quickly.

When Song Laifu came back, the dishes were just coming out of the pot.

Steamed buns with two-sided noodles, scrambled eggs with cabbage, homemade pickles, and the leftover corn dregs porridge from the morning, it still looks very rich.

People who have been working for a day are hungry, so it tastes good.

When Song Juan was in the commune, she ate melon seeds for a long time, but she was not very hungry.

However, under the intimidation of her mother's eyes, Song Juan still managed to eat half a steamed bun and a small bowl of corn dregs porridge.

If you eat too little, you will be scolded.

After lunch, Song Laifu talked about what happened in the fields today. Those educated youths who had just been assigned from the city were all working really hard. They were scrambling for dirty work, tiring work, and all jobs that did not require skills.

Rush to do it.

"Seeing these dolls reminds me of when the educated youth first came here."

"What's wrong, do you still feel sorry for them?"

Li Guilan rolled her eyes at Song Laifu and said, "Don't forget, these people came to the commune before and almost turned the world upside down!"

"If we really want to turn them upside down, will our Juan'er be able to do well?"

"I'm telling you, don't be confused!"

Li Guilan didn't have a good impression of this later educated youth.

Are you saying they are ignorant?

They are not ignorant!

You can say that they are sensible, but some of the things they do are very brainless.

If what these people did did not involve Song Juan, Li Guilan would not take a serious look at them. But what they did almost affected Song Juan, and Li Guilan had no good impression of them.

Protect the calf!

After hearing what Li Guilan said, Song Laifu hurriedly said: "How can I pity them? I just said it casually!"

"snort!"

Li Guilan snorted coldly to show her dissatisfaction.

Song Juan said nothing.

When it comes to the disputes between her parents, it's really not her turn to talk too much. The two have been married for decades, and their relationship is very deep.

"Dad, how much winter wheat do our village plan to plant this year?"

"About two hundred acres!"

Song Laifu thought for a moment and gave a number, "I don't know the exact number. According to what I said before, it seems that all the new compost land will be planted!"

“So much planting!”

Li Guilan was stunned for a moment when she heard Song Laifu's words.

There are not many fields in Banpo Village. Looking at the hills, the number of fields suitable for growing wheat is actually very limited.

Because, the possibility of drought in the coming year must be considered.

In other words, only those fields with nearby water sources will be planted with winter wheat.

Two hundred acres, almost all the good land in the village near the water source has been planted.

"Dad, now that spring has begun, won't our village plant spring corn?"

"Say I don't want to plant any more!"

"Didn't you reorganize the production team? In our brigade, several villages have little good land and little water, so they have set aside the land originally used to grow wheat to plant spring corn in the spring!"

"Daughter, isn't this what you planned?"

Song Laifu looked at Song Juan, "You didn't forget, did you?"

"Dad, there is no such arrangement in my plan!"

Song Juan was speechless.

But this matter, she can't jump out to object. After all, the specific production task arrangements of each production team are not decided by her, but are arranged by the production teams themselves. As long as there are no mistakes in the general direction, then it has nothing to do with her.

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"Daughter, nothing will happen to this, right?"

When Song Laifu heard that this was not his daughter's arrangement, he immediately lost his composure.

Song Juan thought for a while and said: "There shouldn't be any problems. After all, when it comes to farming, Uncle Bajin and Uncle Dashan are both experts and have much more experience than me!"

"I'm just worried that the people in the villages that don't grow wheat will have any objections? Will there be a riot?"

"Oh, don't worry, no one will make trouble!"

Song Laifu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what Song Juan said.

"I think this is pretty good."

"Let's take Liumu Village to the north of our village. There is only one reservoir in the whole village, and it's a small reservoir. If the weather is good, their wheat harvest will be okay."

"But as long as it rains less, the little water stored in that reservoir will reach the bottom if it can't irrigate just a few acres of land."

“Everyone in their village grows corn, I think it’s great!”

Leave professional work to professionals.

In terms of actual farming experience, any veteran farmer has more experience than Song Juan.

"According to your plan, Liumu Village will engage in farming in the future. Their land will mainly grow cold-resistant crops, such as corn and sweet potatoes."

"By the way, my daughter, when can the cows and sheep you mentioned come?"

Song Laifu asked casually.

Song Juan spread her hands regretfully and said: "This is being coordinated by the leaders of the County Agricultural Bureau. I don't know when it will arrive!"

I really don’t know this.

After all, she didn't even know if Liu Weizhong had contacted his old comrades?

I think I should have been contacted.
Chapter completed!