After Rebirth, She Took Her Daughter to Counterattack and Became the Richest Man

Dressed as the best cannon fodder in the book who was kicked out, Ye Zhixia looked at her three-year-old daughter in her arms and her family's mud house with four walls, and her mentality was as steady as an old dog. After all, she could hear the sounds of plants. The trampled potatoes screamed in the soil, "You're suffocated, please untie me." The wilted wheat seedlings screamed, "The aphids are kissing me, please hit them." The crooked-neck jujube tree behind the house showed off every day: "I have the sweetest dates in the whole village, come and pick them!" OK, let's farm. The corn shouted "I want fertilizer and I want water", so she carried water to irrigate the ground; the tomato complained that "there are too many branches that are robbing nutrients", so she pruned the branches and pruned them. Everyone in the village said that she was possessed by evil spirits. Only Lin Chixiao, the cold-faced evil star who had returned from the army, held her daughter and silently handed her a bowl of braised pork. Three-year-old Guoguo pointed with her little hand: "Uncle said that the meat you cut was of different sizes and it was not up to standard." Ye Zhixia: "..." Who is the biological mother? Later, when the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was dumbfounded looking at her juicy vegetables, when experts from the provincial capital chased her and asked, "How did you achieve this yield per acre?", When the front page of the newspaper published "Female Farmer from a Household with Ten Thousand Yuan", she finally believed it—— The dogtail grass on the field ridge shakes its head every day and sings: "Don't worry, don't worry, you are the richest man, you are the richest man!" As for the taciturn, good cook who always seemed to be eavesdropping on her soliloquy? Recently, she heard Sunflower in the corner of the courtyard gossiping every day: "He secretly measured the door frame again today. Is he planning to get married? Isn't he?" Ye Zhixia silently shoveled the sunflower with a shovelful of soil. Some secrets are better left rotting in the soil.