"No hurry. While I am still in good health, I want to plant those fields for another two years. Otherwise, I will not farm any more. I really don't know what to do. Do you want to follow your mother to raise silkworms?" Lao Liu smiled. Raising silkworms is a woman's job, and he, a big man, wouldn't do it.

Afraid that Liu Yi would feel unhappy, Lao Liu continued, "But don't worry, the second one is the life of an official, and he doesn't need to do that. Sooner or later, it will be passed on to you. No matter how you want to organize it, it will be up to your wishes. My mother and I will not care about you anymore."

"Dad," Liu Yiuan heard Lao Liu's words a little distracted, and felt very awkward. What words can't be said between father and son? He explained to Lao Liu: "I want to put the land at home together in order to let my father enjoy a few years of happiness earlier, so that I don't have to work hard in the sun every day, so that I feel distressed when I look at my son."

"I know my father is worried that I will build such a big stall, thirty hectares of land, hundreds of tenants, and I am afraid that something will happen and I will not be able to hold on. I want to leave a way out for me. I understand this. So if my father really doesn't want to, I won't force it. After two years, it will not be too late to raise the foundation of our Liu family."

Liu Yi's thoughts were told to the point, and Lao Liu no longer covered them. He looked at Liu Yi and said, "Ying, you have grown up. Even if I don't say some things, you can understand them. Very well, so I will feel more at ease."

"You are right. My father is just worried that you will suddenly have so many land and tenants, and there will inevitably be any mistakes in management. Those tenants are all low-key, and not many are as well-educated as Brother Li today. If they have anything to do with you, their families will not be able to help you."

"Also, your thirty hectares are all wastelands. The wasteland is hard to open. Without three or five years of rest, there will be no good crops in the field. Otherwise, the government would not have exempted the tax for one year. Take the fields we have in our family. When the village was giving me the fields, half of them were wastelands. I worked hard to raise them for a full ten years before they became the current fertile land. You can imagine the difficulty. So before your wasteland is well prepared, I don't want to give up the fields in my hand. You should know that although those fields are small, they are all fertile land, and the annual output will not be much smaller than your thirty hectares of wasteland."

Liu's honest words make sense. Under normal circumstances, he is not wrong to say this. It is difficult to plant wasteland and it is difficult to open wasteland. In the past, the wasteland was planted, but almost no yield in the first year. It is a blessing that a mu of land could be harvested into dozens of kilograms. It is normal for Lao Liu to have such concerns.

But can Liu Yi use the method of clearing land and farming in ancient times? The answer is obviously no.

How come Comrade Yi was an outstanding graduate of a well-known agricultural school in China. His theoretical knowledge was enough to walk sideways in the fields. What's more, he actually followed some farmer masters and livestock masters for two years. How could the dual combination of theory and practice be stumped by a small wasteland?

However, these are Liu Yi's personal secrets, so it is not convenient to mention them to Liu honestly. Even if they really mention them, Lao Liu will definitely not believe them. Some things are more effective when they let the facts speak.

Liu Yiu said to Lao Liu: "It's still my father's thoughts and one is worried. I have a way to control the tenant farmers. As for the matter of land reclamation, my father can rest assured that he will not disappoint you. He can't explain these things clearly, but by the time this autumn harvest, my father can see the difference. If my father insists on reconciling the land, I won't say anything more."

"Okay! Then Dad promises you that if the output of your thirty hectares of wasteland after the autumn harvest can be three times that of my 120 acres of fertile land, Dad will exchange the fertile land for you to manage!" Liu Laoshi gave such a guarantee.

Liu Yi smiled. The highest yield of Lao Liu's 120 acres of fertile land is less than 7,000 kilograms. Just count as 7,000 kilograms, isn't it only 21,000 kilograms three times that of him?

Twenty thousand kilograms, haha, Lao Liu’s field has been replaced this time.

"Oh, by the way," Lao Liu remembered something, and anxiously took out a bamboo tube from his arms, handed it to Liu Yi, and said, "This is the letter sent by the Zhang family in Xiaoxinzhuang this morning, saying that there is the answer written by the girl Chuchu to you. Take a look, is it the answer you mentioned?"

"Oh?" Is there an echo so soon? Liu Yiuan took the bamboo tube and saw the situation in his mind that Zhang Chuchu raised his head to ask him for advice two days ago. It is rare for a little girl who loves arithmetic.

When I opened the bamboo cover, there was a rolled piece of paper inside. I unfolded it casually, and I saw four silk-showing regular characters written on the paper: The wind and moon are boundless.

She actually guessed it.

Liu Yiuan rolled up the paper again, put it in a bamboo tube and put it away. He looked up and said to Lao Liu, "Dad, prepare some gifts in the afternoon, let's go to Xiaoxinzhuang again."

"Go to Xiaoxinzhuang?" Lao Liuxi said: "Is it because Miss Chuchu got the right answer?"

This is a great joy. When Liu saw Liu nodding, he almost jumped up from the chair. He quickly walked to the door and shouted loudly to the kitchen: "Old woman! Add two good dishes for lunch, I want to have a few drinks with my eldest son! Haha."

"What's the matter? I'll make you happy?" Liu He walked out of the kitchen with two plates. Seeing that Liu Laoshi was so happy that he almost opened his mouth, he asked.

Lao Liu replied: "In the afternoon, I will go to propose marriage for the eldest son, and this time I will make a reservation. Haha, we are about to have a grandson to carry. Do you think we should celebrate?"

"Really?" Liu He put the plate on the table, looked at Liu Yi and asked, "It's the girl from the Zhang family? Well, that girl is nice, beautiful, polite, and can give birth. She will definitely be a good woman when she gets married."

"Mom, don't listen to my father's nonsense. Whether this can be done is still between the two. It will not be known until the afternoon when I arrived at the Zhang family. My father was so anxious." Liu Yi was a little amused. These two old men were almost crazy about their daughter-in-law.

"What's still between the two," Lao Liu was a little unhappy and said, "Isn't the girl willing to send the answer to the riddle, but she just agrees? Otherwise, she could have cat-ansted the riddle, why did she send someone to you?"
Chapter completed!