Chapter 154: I have a "dreadnought" halo

After eating the next day, the three took the tools and went up the mountain with their baskets on their backs. Mo Fan is naturally not so diligent. He has nothing in his hands, like going for an outing instead of digging sweet potatoes.
Zhou Yixuan is responsible for turning over the ground, Jiang Hua is responsible for digging it out and putting it in the back basket, and Mo Fan is responsible for watching.
It's just wayward.
Jiang Hua had little strength, and only a small part was carried when he went down the mountain. Zhou Xuanxuan was carrying a full bamboo basket.
"Er, what are you doing?"
In the morning, Uncle Zhang was surprised when he received a bag of flour from the village head.
Will the village chief give him something?
If it weren't for something, he would have to see if today's sun was coming out west.
"Uncle Zhang, we dig vegetables in the mountains. This thing is called sweet potato. It's delicious." Then, Jiang Hua took out one and handed it to him, "This thing can be cooked with porridge."
During this time, Jiang Hua kept looking at Mo Fan's face and saw that the other party did not mean to block it. He explained to Uncle Zhang, "This is the leaf, you can dig sweet potatoes."
"Is this delicious?" Uncle Zhang hesitated. "Then I will dig a bit tomorrow and try."
Waiting on the side, Mo Fan was impatient. "Can't you leave? It's too late to cook dinner."
"I'll be right away," Jiang Hua answered, smiled at Uncle Zhang, and took a few steps to follow.
Attached to the original owner, Mo Fan was ready to eat no food. What surprised him was that Jiang Hua's cooking skills were good, and he often poured out some delicious food.
Mo Fan was hungry fast when he was growing up. Mo's mother also explained that Mo Fan was hungry and made Jiang Hua cook for him. Therefore, even if the amount of materials in the home is reduced, Mo Mu said nothing.
In the past, Jiang Hua's biggest hobby was eating. From going out to eating herself, in the afternoon, she could rarely do her own thing.
She was worried that this young master would not like to eat, but it turned out that she thought too much.
Gourmet regardless of time.
"Kangkang, if my mother knows these things, I will definitely say that I was wasting food. Can you tell my father and mother?"
Mo Fan gave her a look like alms, and Jiang Hua was nervous. She was just a ghost, and suddenly did so, and she got out of her mind, fearing that the other party would reveal her unusual shaking.
"Yes, but," Mo Fan sold, and "you will have to eat better for me in the future."
Jiang Hua promised, "No problem, as long as I have the materials, I will make you more delicious."
So, wherever you look at the heroine, it's because she can cook for you, right? The system is speechless.
After that time, the two had their own little secrets and the relationship was harmonious. Mo Fan no longer found fault from time to time.
At least, Jiang Hua understood it this way.
While enjoying the food, Mo Fan does not forget his weight loss plan. There was a meal in the afternoon, and he ate better in the evening, which made Mo mother feel distressed for a while, and frankly he suffered and made him eat more.
Whenever this time, Jiang Hua was a guilty conscience. It must be that she eats Kang Kang too much in the afternoon to eat dinner.
Within days, news of sweet potatoes spread throughout the village, and even people from the county came to ask.
Some people in the village brought sweet potatoes to the town for sale, but they happened to be eaten by the county grandfather, so they sent someone to ask.
Mo's father gave Jiang Hua a glance, and then explained that it was discovered by their second daughter.
The visitor was a master in the county. When he saw this, he asked carefully, and Jiang Hua was amazed by his timid appearance. He described what he found and mentioned the planting.
Mo Fan looked at it coldly, and could not think of the silly white sweet female lead and acting.
In the end, Master said mildly, "This is a good thing. Eating one is equivalent to a bowl of rice. The county grandpa intends to report this thing to Beijing. If it goes well, everyone will be good by then."
"Really? My lord," Mo father asked, busy.
"This is a good thing. Although it is found in your village, it doesn't necessarily only grow here. If you can find a lot of this sweet potato in the wild, it will be a great achievement."
Master did not explain that it was a matter of food, but just said it in general.
And the masters in a county can think of the people ’s livelihood plans from this. The other party is obviously not the kind of muddy official, but he is really thinking about the people.
He sent away the master with a sack politely, and the joy on Mo's face dissipated, and Jiang Hua called out, "This is what you said?"
They did not expressly forbid Jiang Hua from telling the story of the discovery of sweet potatoes. He thought the other party understood, but did not expect to be stupid.
However, it was also an accident to get the appreciation of the county grandfather, and Mo's father was not so angry. The main thing is not the reward, but the adult's approval. This is a great blessing to the people.
Jiang Hua narrowed her neck and whispered, "I thought it was okay."
Mo's father waved his hand. "Even this time, pay attention to everything in the future."
Jiang Hua nodded curtly.
In this case, the village chief no longer objected to the planting of Jiang Hua. As for the planting method, Jiang Hua said it in a guessing way. Mo's father wrote it down and let Jiang Hua experiment first.
And Jiang Hua's status in the Mo family has improved slightly, and Mo Mu will listen to two words.
The villagers thought that it was the village head who let Jiang Hua disclose to them.
What is the situation of Jiang Hua at Mo Fan's house, the villagers and villagers all know, how can the other party say it without the permission of the village head?
The story of Uncle Zhang, and later hunters found that the meat can be given gifts of rice or noodles, which gradually improved the reputation of the village chief's family in the village.
Sweet potatoes have given some people in the village an insufficient food source of food. There is a large slice of sweet potatoes on the mountain. They dug it for a long time.

In early September, a large rally is held every year in the town to sell goods or purchase.
"Jinghua, you will follow this year too."
Every year at the rally, Jiang Hua will be left to see the family. Mo Fu Mo Mu sells and purchases, and Mo Fan follows. This time Mo Mu let Jiang Hua go with him, and Jiang Hua rejoiced for a while.
This also indirectly shows that Jiang Hua's status in Mo Fumo's heart has improved.
Because of the need to catch up early, the Tianmengliang family had eaten early and put on their ox carts to prepare for departure.
They are still fine. They have a car, and they have to walk for an hour without a car.
A car is actually a wooden board with wheels, covered with a layer of straw, and a clean cloth, which can seat people. Mo Fu Mo Mu sat in front of the car, and the other three sat on the back of the car, with a few boxes of dried vegetables stacked on the side. A few small bags are Momu and Jianghua's intermittently embroidered parcels, purses and other objects within a year.
Jiang Hua sat on one side with her knees bent and holding her arms. On the other side, Mo Fan let the man sit and leaned directly against the man's chest to prepare for another sleep.
"No one is allowed to call me, do you know? Wake me up," Mo Fan explained.
The man nodded violently and shut up.
Mo Fan sat between the men's legs, letting the man hug his arms around him, leaning his head, he leaned on the man's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Jiang Hua is also half-closed at the moment. She woke up early, but did not get up so early, so sleepy that she only yawned.
Seeing Mo Fan's action, Jiang Hua's doze was gone. As a senior rot girl, with such a loving picture, she really ca n’t help but not be cute? !!
Mo Fan has been thin for a while, his body is slightly fat, and his detailed features make him look not ugly, but rather cute. The man leaned loosely on the back of the board, with a little care in his eyes, lest he disturb the other person to rest.
Zhou Yanxuan, who was silent and focused, looked nothing like the fool who would only smirk beside Mo Fan. Moreover, the man looks really good, and Jiang Hua can't help but look at it.
At this moment, the man suddenly looked up and frowned at him, but did not speak. Jiang Hua burst into her heart, her heart beating fast, she turned to the beginning, and stopped looking at the two of them.
Why did she just feel that radon came from the man's eyes?
After calming down, Jiang Hua glanced quietly. Zhou Xuanxuan bowed her head and pouted gently, as if looking at Mo Fan in a daze.
Is it an illusion? Jiang Hua thought so.
This picture is harmonious but weird, and she walked halfway through it. If the average person sleeps so closely, can they sleep so peacefully?
Mo Fan's brows stretched, his face was quiet, and he felt a peaceful look.
Is the other side too heartless and heartless, or is he too trusting in the person behind him? Jiang Hua didn't want to understand the problem until she entered the town.
"Mother, can I bring myself to play?" A few years ago, Mo Fan was young, and Mo Fu and Mo Mu brought people around. Only walk around for a while when the market is closed.
Mom was hesitant. The strength is great, but the other person is obviously not a sound person. How can they be assured?
Mo Fan's eyes turned, "Then let Jiang Hua go with us."
"No," Mo Mu objected. "Jinghua wants to help me sell things."
"But I want to take a stroll. I used to follow you all before. The bazaars are scattered." Mo Fan scoffed, not flushing at all.
"Well, I promised," Mo Mu was dizzy and resigned.
Jiang Hua originally thought about how to leave Mo's side to do her own thing, but Mo Fan helped herself to solve this problem.
If it was Mo Fan, she would leave for a while, and the other party would definitely not be suspicious.
In the eyes of Jiang Hua, Mo Fan is just a younger brother who likes to be a little temperamental and mischievous. With her efforts, the other party trusted her very much.
"Thank you mother."
Mo Mu took out a money bag. "Get the money, there are many hands here, don't get touched. Buy whatever you like, these are for you."
Mo Fan took it with joy, turned around and walked into the sea with the two of them. Mo Mu shook her head, took out the small bench, sat down and concentrated on selling.
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