Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Ning Xuemo could not figure out what was going on, but the chopsticks in her hand stopped in the middle of her thoughts.

He then realised that the egg roll on the plate had all been used up. He was distracted for a moment as he raised his head to look at Ning Yan and pursed his lips: "You finished eating the egg?"

"En, I ate fast and ate a lot."

"This, this?" He seemed to have learned a new skill just by getting used to it.

Of course it was like this. In the past when they were training, only those who ate fast food would be able to eat their fill. After all, every day they would use the accurate clock when resting.

After the meal, the time was completely idle. Without any entertainment to pass the time, the night seemed to be exceptionally long.

Ning Yan suddenly started to miss the games of the future generations.

After all, he didn't even have a light, so how could he possibly read books in the middle of the night? With just this bean-sized light, what could he do if he was blind!?

He didn't even have a cell phone when he played games!

To catch frogs in the fields? You don't even have a flashlight, do you? The torch was not just any burning piece of wood.

Entertainment, entertainment, in his previous life, he had almost no time to entertain, and now he did not have the qualifications.

Seeing how calm she could be writing under the oil lamp, Ning Yan sighed: "The light at night is too dim, it's not suitable for reading!"

"Then, alright." Ning Xuemo cleaned the quill in her hands before putting it away.

Looking at the kid that was seriously washing the brush, Ning Yan was elated. How could her son be so obedient? It was exactly the same as when she was a child.

Which child of the same age in later generations was not hateful to dogs? Sure enough, she was her child. No matter what, she was extremely outstanding.

After washing the brush, he walked to the side of the bed and took off his shoes. Just as he was about to climb up, he was pulled off by Ning Yan.

"To take a bath? It's as dirty as a mud monkey. "

Didn't they already wash up during the day? Ning Hai was stunned for a while, but he was still a child and not a monkey. Seeing Ning Yan's resolute gaze, he knew that he had no right to refute, and could only helplessly walk towards the courtyard. Even though he had already taken a bath during the day, he couldn't not listen to what his mother had to say, right?

After washing up, as long as his mother was happy, it was fine. As long as she was able to maintain her current state, she would no longer be like before, where she would sometimes beat and dislike others.

He took off his clothes and walked over to the wooden basin. The water in the basin was dried, so it was still warm.

He rubbed his hands on his body and felt very comfortable. A layer of mud even fell off from his hands. He stared blankly at the mud in his hands. He had clearly washed it clean in the afternoon, so why was there mud again?

Could it be that he wasn't a human, but a monkey? In the past, he hadn't even been able to fill his stomach, so he didn't know how to take a bath or rub mud. But now … Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.

He rubbed the mud off his body in an aggrieved manner and wiped it clean! Step by step, he walked in front of Ning Yan, his red eyes betraying his thoughts.

"Did you cry?"

"No!" Ning Yu violently shook her head. If it really was a mud monkey and not a human, he would probably be thrown away by his mother! This cannot be said.

"Really?"

Ning Yan could naturally see through her calm attitude, but no matter how deep her brain was, she would never think that his son would actually think that he was a muddleheaded monkey.

He did not press any further, walked to the kitchen, and similarly scrubbed himself with the sun-dried water. Then, he walked towards his room.

The child on the bed was asleep.

Breathing heavily.

Listening to his child's breathing, Ning Yan's heart also calmed down. He laid on the hard wooden bed and fell asleep in a short while.

The next day, Mr Xue walked over early in the morning.

The child behind her had a compass in his hand.

Ning Yan held onto a wooden stick, circled it into a flat area, and said to the Mr Xue: "Sir, come over here, I plan to build a house here."

Ning Yan had considered this place carefully.

With their backs against the mountains and near the river, the sun was right in time and the sun was full. It didn't matter in the slightest if the quilts were smoked in the summer and the meat was cured in the winter.

Mr Xue looked at the terrain from the top of the hill and combined it with Feng Shui, he concluded, "The place around Young Lady Ning is not bad, it will definitely be very rich."

"Then I'll be counting on your blessings." Ning Yan was not very superstitious about the theory of feng shui.

However, the Mr Xue had a good reputation in the village. Since that was the case, he naturally had to use this opportunity to get on good terms with the Mr Xue.

After all … She was still thinking about the few cotton seedlings in Mr Xue's house.

He took out some silver coins and passed it to the young boy.

Facing the little boy's happy appearance, Ning Yan's forehead jumped. How could the children of this era be different from what she imagined?

Regardless of whether it was because he was calm, or because this little boy was as smart as a person, he didn't look stupid at all.

After going to the village head's home to draw the land deed, Ning Yan started to cut the trees. It was impossible for him to build a house with not enough wood for ten years. After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Ning Yan's body had also recovered. With her innate divine power, it only took him two to three days to finish eating all the wood she needed.

Coincidentally, Zhao Liang had just returned from the town and the building of the house was under his jurisdiction.

After discussing with the village chief for a while, they decided to set the task of helping twenty percent a day, and manage the lunch. As for the remaining matters, they left them to Zhao Liang.

Early that morning, a group of people gathered around a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain. Most of the men were from Gouzi Bay, they knew that Ning Yan was going to build a house so they opened their eyes wide.

Who is Ning Yan? An unmarried child, one of the village rascals. However, Ning Yan actually had the money to build a house, no matter how she thought about it, it was impossible.

Under his suspicion, he approached Zhao Liang and asked softly: "Can the Ning Family head maid really build a house? If you don't have any money after building it? Ning Family, however. "

"Don't worry, I got you guys here. If you don't get any pay from building the house, just come to me."

After interacting with him for a few days, Zhao Liang naturally knew who Ning Yan was.

Everyday, he ate fine grains and wore new clothes. When he went to his house, he even brought a square candy. How could such a person not have money?

Zhao Liang did not believe it. Furthermore, even if his judgement was wrong, his father's intuition would not be wrong.

The old man had already said that the Ning Family head maid had money, so what was there for him to be afraid of.

Hearing Zhao Liang's words, the men of the village all calmed down. After confirming that this time, the helpers would not become free helpers, they started to work with the tools in their hands.

After Zhao Liang spread the news that Ning Yan had built a house, the village found out about it. They lived a little closer to the Aunt Huang, built it, and ran over to the thatched hut to help Ning Yan with the kitchen.

Of course, the matter of Ning Yan building the house was naturally unable to be hidden from Lao Ning Family. After Ning Qianci went to the academy to study, there was no one who came to help with Ning Family.

The people from the Ning Family knew very clearly why Ning Yan had the money to build a house. Wasn't it that deer?

Thinking about the deer that Ning Yan snatched back, Elder Mrs. Lee's face became even more gloomy.

Looking at Young Mrs. Lee's expression, she knew something was wrong.

If he had carried the deer straight home, there wouldn't have been so many things that would have happened afterwards.

She had so many things to do that she had to watch the show. The deer were gone, and she had even been beaten up.

"Mother, are we really not going over?"

"Go over there, do whatever you want to do. You can beat that damned girl Ning Yan."

Mother, I can't win against her, but there are too many of us, and what's more I heard from Fat Aunt that the damn girl bought over 20 jin of pork, what right do the village's men have to eat our pork, Ning Yan has our Lao Ning Family's blood, so what if they eat a little bit of her, we can't give our pork to outsiders.