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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 265 - 267: Is There A Reward?_1
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Chapter 265: Chapter 267: Is There A Reward?_1

Planting methods are actually quite simple. First, you scatter the rapeseed in the field, wait until the rapeseed grows to about fifteen centimeters, then transplant it to the dry land. Water it a little in the first few days, wait until the rapeseed has all taken root before applying a small amount of fertilizer, and add one more dose before winter sets in.

Qiao Duo’er took careful note and after expressing her thanks again, she took her leave.

These days, her dealings with the Huang Family had become frequent; too much formal speech made things seem awkward.

When she visited the Yang Family again, Mother Yang and her daughter had already returned, and the people who had been in the courtyard buying seeds had left.

"Please weigh out thirty catties of seeds for me."

Yang Ruoruo responded, "Mother, weigh another thirty catties of seeds!"

The woman inside the house answered, and outside, Yang Ruoruo struck up a conversation with Qiao Duo’er.

Yang Ruoruo blinked and said, "You must be Brother Zheng Hong’s wife, right? You’re really pretty. Don’t mind what those people say; they just talk nonsense all day!"

Qiao Duo’er was a bit confused; what was this girl telling her not to mind?

"You’re very pretty too!" said Qiao Duo’er with a smile.

Yang Ruoruo happily said, "My name is Yang Ruoruo. Can I come to visit you sometime? I really can’t stand Xiao Biyu; anyone who’s her enemy is a friend of mine."

Xiao Biyu was so haughty, which she couldn’t stand at all.

It was just that the Xiao Family was influential and wealthy; most people didn’t dare to offend them lightly. It was rare to find someone who could make Xiao Biyu suffer a loss.

Qiao Duo’er nodded. The girl was lively and talkative, a likable personality. They would probably get along well.

They had only exchanged a few words when a middle-aged woman came out with a winnowing fan holding thirty catties of seeds.

Qiao Duo’er took out the cloth bag she had brought and, together with Yang Ruoruo, held it open for the woman to pour the seeds into.

"That will be one hundred and eighty wen," said Mother Yang as she announced the price.

After paying the money, Qiao Duo’er placed the cloth bag in her basket and carried it on her back home.

With today not being so busy, she could scatter the seeds in her field upon returning.

After Qiao Duo’er left, Mother Yang seriously advised, "Ruo Ruo, keep your distance from the Fourth Boss’s wife in the future." no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m

Mother Yang was concerned because Ruo Ruo had reached the age for discussing marriage, and she feared that getting too close to the Fourth Boss’s House could have a negative impact.

"Mother, you really believe those silly rumors? I think Sister-in-law Hong is nice, much better than those gossips who just wag their tongues. I even want to ask her how she got Brother Zheng Hong to dote on her so much!" Ruo Ruo retorted dismissively, seeing jealousy in those women.

Qiao Duo’er was pretty, and her husband adored her; how wonderful!

"You’re talking nonsense, girl!"

Mother Yang glared at her daughter but also felt there might be some truth in her words, so she dropped the subject.

Those shameless gossips dared to malign her daughter; she was no pushover herself!

Qiao Duo’er quickly made it home, where Tan Zhenghong had also finished making the tools needed for rice harvesting.

It was a square wooden device, wider on top and narrower at the bottom, with a worn-out mat wrapped around the sides, though its purpose was unclear.

"This is called a rice thresher," Tan Zhenghong explained. After the rice is harvested and bundled, you grab the bottom half of the straw with both hands and vigorously beat it, so the grains fall out. The surrounding mat helps prevent the grains from scattering.

Qiao Duo’er now understood but could only think how outdated the technology was.

No wonder every household treated the autumn harvest like a major event. Without sufficient rest, it would be tough to handle.

Tan Zhenghong leaned in to tease, "Wife, don’t you think I’m impressive? Shouldn’t you reward me for it?"

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