The Female Overlord of the Village Has Vast Hectares of Fertile Land

It's okay in the early stage, but it turns out that a good farming story has to be related to the emperor and so on. The male protagonist is also a domineering president type. It's so nb. I'm really tired of reading this kind of novel.

An out-and-out rural child, even if he is reborn, he will only have a little more knowledge. How good it is to learn about farming well! If she has to be given a super powerful position, can she afford it? He had to fall in love with the imperial master's grandson out of nowhere and marry into a very large family as the clan's wife. Can she afford it? Isn't it good to farm the land well and make money? If you don't have the temperament and knowledge, how can you afford it with just strength and boldness?

The second brother Tang from the same village was born in the 1960s. He is not related to me by blood and is nearly 20 years older than me. The second brother was actually healthy when he was born. When he was one year old, he was knocked over by a pig when he was working on a shackle chair and fell into a ditch along the corridor, causing a fracture in his back. At that time, there was no money to treat him and he barely survived, so he became a hunchback with a single hump. At that time, the body was growing, and the hunchback held the front of the body from growing straight, so it became a chicken breast, shaped like a big spindle bulging out from the top to the bottom. The key is that he is also ugly. In an era where people relied on hard work to earn work points, disabled people like the second brother who could not do heavy work were not liked by their parents. It was natural for him to fall out of favor. The food was given to his 9 people who needed to work hard to do farm work. The brothers and sisters ate first. Every time when it was time to eat, the short second brother had to squeeze his rice bowl around the wall because of the hunchback of the chicken breast. When they finished eating, the second brother could only make some soup with a sad face. When he was a child, he only had enough to eat twice. One was during the Chinese New Year. The family made an exception and cooked enough dry rice. Normally, everyone could only eat half full. That day, the second brother ate sea stuffing. He ate until he was full and loosened his belt before eating. At the end of the meal, he couldn't stand up. His father scolded him in disgust and jumped at the gate! How can a person jump when he is full? The second brother held on to the wall and endured the pain and jumped outside for a while. Big beads of sweat came out. Another time, there was an earthquake forecast on the radio. The second brother, who had survived many times, was unwilling to live a mediocre life. Strongly demanded that the 12 old hens in the family be killed, and each of them would eat one before they died. His father thought it was reasonable, so he listened to his words. He killed all the old hens and went to the drug store to pack some brine and stew a large pot of them. One night A man spread a mat on the reservoir embankment, ate braised chicken and waited for the earthquake to kill him. He slept until dawn but was fine. In those days, only one old hen was killed during the Chinese New Year. Killing 12 chickens at a time was undoubtedly big news that shocked the whole town. The second brother's father, who expected the hens to lay eggs to supplement the family's income, almost beat the second brother away with the old hens. Time flies by and all the brothers of the second brother are asking for wives. But the second brother doesn't even have one to propose marriage. His father cleans up the cattle pen at home, and there is only one room in the house. A broken bed was placed by the door, an earthen stove was made in the middle of the room, and the second brother, who was disliked by his sister-in-law and sister-in-law, was sent out. The disabled second brother could not get into the fields, and the food he had distributed carefully was almost exhausted. He had to find a way to make a living. The second brother, who was looking for ways everywhere, finally learned how to cut hair. At that time, haircuts were all It's a piece of hair, and everyone knows which villages belong to it. The master who teaches haircuts gave a piece to the second brother. Although the income is meager, it is enough for the second brother to buy food to satisfy his hunger. But you should get a good haircut, but this guy has a lot of haircuts. Today, whoever said his scalp is hard and will not survive the Chinese New Year, who will be scalped tomorrow? Then he insisted that you can eat the rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival and you gouge my eyeballs. The key point is that his predictions were accurate and he said whoever dies will die, which made people panic. That time he predicted that an old man was going to die. The old man could wake up crying in his dreams and thought about where to bury him. He lamented that life was not worth it. In grief, he ate up all his life savings. By the time the second brother said he was alive, the bankrupt old man went to the second brother's house and beat him half to death. He stayed at the second brother's house and refused to leave. He asked the second brother to provide for him in old age. How could the second brother, who was already in embarrassment, be able to cope with having an extra father for no reason? As soon as the rice was cooked, the old man took the bowl and put it in it. He didn't even say anything about leaving and he didn't dare to fight. In desperation, the second brother packed up his clothes and went to work on the construction site with the army of migrant workers. At that time, the second brother was 35 years old. He lived frugally on the construction site. On rainy days, he helped his fellow workers with haircuts to earn a little money. The second brother gradually saved a little. One day, a worker brought a girl who was very beautiful. He asked the second brother Whether he likes it or not, he said that this girl is his cousin whose parents have both died, and he wants to find an honest man to marry. The second brother said that he likes it, and after a friendly negotiation, the bride price is 5888. The second brother does not have enough money, so he asks several brothers to borrow it, but the brothers all say that he is a liar and refuse to borrow. The second brother has no choice, so he negotiates to pay in installments and eats steamed buns every day. I lived frugally and only collected the betrothal gifts during the Chinese New Year. I stayed with my second brother all night and said that I would go back to my hometown to get married the next day. The workmate and the girl ran away before dawn. Everyone else was happy when I returned home from the Chinese New Year. My second brother even borrowed the money for the train ticket. He didn't dare to sleep in his small shabby house when he got home. It was only the third day of the first lunar month when the second brother left the house in a hurry because he found out that he was infected with an unclean disease and wanted to work quickly at the construction site to earn money for treatment. The workers took him to the small advertising office on the telephone pole and called him to find out how much more than 3,000 yuan it would take to cure him. He couldn't even save this amount after working for a year. He was so stupid that he didn't know that it was a minor problem to go to a big hospital for medical treatment. He forced others to cheat him out of more than 3,000 yuan. He didn't have that much money, so he borrowed it from the most considerate third sister. After hearing this, the third sister scolded him and sent him the money. She also worked outside for a year. The money was returned to the third sister and she finally borrowed travel expenses to come back. When his brothers saw that this was not an option, they had to find a way for the second brother to start a family. They pooled some money and went to the house of a girl with a serious heart disease to propose marriage. The girl often had heart attacks when she was only 20 years old. Her parents wanted to prevent her from marrying her. With regrets, Jingzhen agreed to the marriage. On the wedding day, the ceremony was unprecedented. The second brother invited some gongs and drums, and also invited a choir from the chapel. He wore a cuckold with red silk thread on his head, grinned widely, and was busy greeting relatives and friends. The bride also did not expect that she would get married. , Was so excited that she had a heart attack and was brought here on a trolley. She was a pretty girl with a good figure. Because of the heart disease, her cheeks were as red as Shanlihong in the afterglow of the setting sun. So we gave our second sister-in-law the nickname Shanlihong. After drinking the wedding wine, in view of the special circumstances of the bride who could not have a wedding ceremony, I symbolically smeared some pot ash on the second brother's face, and everyone left. Several of our cousins jointly hired a doctor to play cards at home. We were afraid that my second sister-in-law would have a heart attack again during her bridal chamber, so it was easier to rescue her. Fortunately, nothing happened at dawn. Anyway, my second brother was married, because my second sister-in-law could have an accident at any time, and it was not allowed to go out to work. Yes, the second brother returned to his old business of shaving hair, contracted fish farming in reservoirs, and tried to plant several acres of cotton and soybeans. The hard work required by a disabled person to do these tasks is many times greater than that of a normal person. Even so, the second brother will never allow his second sister-in-law to help him. Afraid of the slightest bit, I couldn't even go out to bring him water. If I found out, I would yell and stop him. The second sister-in-law would cook at home and sit under the shade of a big tree with a cattail leaf fan. The second brother tried his best to buy some pig hearts, which are said to be good for the heart. The second sister-in-law eats, and the second brother sings to the second sister-in-law when she has free time. The second brother has a very good voice, and the songs he sings are almost as good as the original singers. If he had been born a decade or two later, nothing would have happened without Zhu Zhiwen. The second sister-in-law often smiles and wipes her tears when she hears it. After wiping her tears, she smiles and scolds, "You damn hunchback, let's sing again!" Sing again! The second sister-in-law, who was originally judged by the doctor to have only one or two years to live, managed to survive seven years under the careful care of her second brother, and even got pregnant. On the day the pregnancy was confirmed, the second sister-in-law's family came to discuss with the second brother's brothers whether to keep her older or younger, because the doctor said that you cannot have children with severe heart disease, and the two families quarreled like a war on earth. The second brother cried like a dead father at the head of the reservoir, his eyes were filled with tears as if they were filled with two red peaches. After crying, he wiped his nose and went home to get a trolley. The second brother didn't argue a word, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to drag the second sister-in-law on the road. The second sister-in-law burst into tears, saying that she had made a profit by living for a few more years, and insisted that she would help the hunchback to keep a wife and insisted on coming down. The second brother just pressed her on the carriage again and again, and said something to tie you up again! After the abortion, the second brother spent a few months in a daze like a sick chicken, and his life returned to the same old way, still buying pig hearts, fishing, and singing. In fact, both of them are pretty good. That year I was admitted to the Textile University, majoring in fashion design. My second brother, who was living in embarrassment, supported my second sister-in-law, who could no longer walk, and made a special trip to my house to offer me 200 yuan. I didn't want it, but my second sister-in-law got angry, so I had to accept it. When I reached the entrance of the village, my second brother helped my second sister-in-law to chase after me, shouting, "Brother, my second sister-in-law, she has something to say to you!" I returned to help my second sister-in-law, and she gasped and said, "Second sister-in-law is uneducated. Don't be ridiculous when I tell you. Remember to design two cloth bags (pockets) when designing clothes. The cloth bags have become smaller for us since we were little. During the New Year, we always carry a big plastic bag to hold the seeds and peanuts given by others. People don't like to buy clothes without cloth bags. I nodded repeatedly. These simple words could not be more simple, which directly affected my life's clothing design style. I never expected that that conversation would be my final farewell to my second sister-in-law. That day, the fourth brother's family used a small four-wheel to roll rice. The second sister-in-law, who had always been favored by others, felt sorry for her. She took the foreign plugs from the family and went to help the fourth brother turn over the grass. It was still very hot in the autumn, so she turned over the mountains. Hong, the second sister-in-law, had a heart attack. She sat down softly and leaned against the haystack to urinate and became incontinent. When the doctor came, he just rolled the second sister-in-law's eyelids and looked at it. After leaving, the second brother who was having his hair shaved stumbled back, holding his second sister-in-law in his arms and crying sadly: "My dear, I have been away from you all day. What happened to you? My dear!" Everyone wiped away their tears. The fourth brother even beat his wife up and asked why he wanted his second sister-in-law to come to work. Everyone was trying to persuade no one to pay attention. It was the second sister-in-law who secretly came to do it. After sending off my second sister-in-law, my second brother stayed at home for more than a month. My cousin's grandfather passed away, so I took a week off to go home. I went to see my second brother. His eye sockets were sunken and he looked like a ghost, and his skin was as brown as if he had splashed khaki paint. The second brother insisted on getting out of bed to cook for me. I pushed him to lie down on the bed, and I rolled up my sleeves. I made a few side dishes and a bottle of Yanghe. The two of us drank and chatted while weeping. The second brother was a little confused after drinking. He always said that the second sister-in-law had no one to take care of her, saying that she had difficulty moving and might not even be able to eat without him. I didn't know how to comfort her and could only sip sips of soju. At dawn the next day, there was a lot of noise in the east end of the village. Someone shouted, come here quickly. The second master has taken medicine. I didn't have time to get dressed, so I grabbed a big pair of underpants and ran to the east end. The second brother had already been moved out of the room. I was wailing loudly and refused to take him to the hospital. I burst into tears. The second brother rushed forward and shouted, "Brother, please don't think too hard, be obedient, and go to the hospital quickly." The second brother's eyes were blurred and he was foaming at the mouth. When he saw me, he smiled calmly and held my hand, and said to the others, "A whole bottle of Dimethoate, don't bother. I have a few words to say to my brother. Everyone knows The Prime Minister stepped back, I choked and leaned over, "Second Brother, please tell me." Second Brother's voice became softer, and suddenly there was a hint of shyness on his sallow face. He said, "Brother, you are a man of culture. Please help me straighten my hunchback after I die. It's all your fault, Second Brother-in-law, who said she never regretted marrying me in her whole life." , The only regret is this hunchback. When the second brother saw me silent, he squeezed my hand suddenly, breathing quickly and smelling the pungent smell of pesticides. If you can do it, you can do it. I don't want your second sister-in-law to leave any regrets there. I have to go. I want to go over there to take care of your sister-in-law. She has a heart disease. Accompanied by a violent cough and breath, the second brother gradually entered a dying state, but his hand never let go. The deceased was gone, and grief was in vain. I told a few elders that my second brother wanted his hunchback to be straightened, and they made some nonsense and let us do it. Unfortunately, we pressed the head and feet, then the toes, and pressed both ends together and then turned sideways. My cousin, who is a medical student, said not to bother, the bones were already formed, unless they were broken with a sledgehammer, which of course was impossible. I hesitated for a long time and finally did not start. According to rural practice, the second brother and the second sister-in-law had no children and could only be buried in the barren mountains. It was drizzling on the day I returned to Shanghai. I quietly burned some paper in front of the tomb of the second brother and his wife, and offered his favorite shochu. I seemed to hear it again in my eyes and ears. The song that the second brother sang to the second sister-in-law See the red in the mountains again... The red in the mountains in my hometown... You melted the burning years... into my heart... You melted the burning years... into my heart...

The most annoying thing is that Zhong Tianwen is associated with the royal family, the prince, and the prince. It's as ridiculous as a group of farmers discussing how the emperor used a hoe to farm.

It looks good. It would be even better if the heroine has always had this kind of character. Come on

The first 100 chapters looked okay. I quite liked the character of the heroine and the strong girl. However, her business was too exaggerated. She kept everything secret and only relied on the threat of force. The business was so big and she made others look particularly stupid. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I like this style very much. It's rare to see such a down-to-earth farming article. Well, to be honest, Sanhua's industry is a bit low. If you really want to make condiments, the ancient MSG sea sausage powder, the masterpiece of Shandong cuisine, should be the first choice. In addition, the article mentioned that Nanxiang used a stainless steel basin, which means that she has traveled through time, or an elder has traveled through time, so five-spice powder and thirteen-spice powder are also good choices. Your mountain pepper and mustard seed has such a big industry. People in the industry can always make it after trying it several times. However, as a general product for all kinds of food, once it is cracked, it will be more troublesome later. Of course, there is no problem if it is used purely to promote the plot. All in all, it is still good-looking. I just hope it can be more logically consistent. After all, beautiful writing is rare. Personal opinion, don't comment if you don't like it!

Why is the male lead not Xu Can? I think it would be better for them to pursue their careers in a normal way.

Doesn't anyone think it's a waste of human life? It is simply the death of those who rebel against me. Even if the other party is a bad person, it is too much to die easily like this. It doesn't necessarily mean killing the person directly.

When I see this kind of copywriting, I want to complain. I already have a lot of fertile land and I still want to marry a man. I want a man to find an honest man from the bottom to marry him!

The wording feels too casual, buying "slaves"? In ancient times, people were called slaves, or something like that. It feels like something is going on when you say slave. Too ungrateful

Female Overlord? The Holy Mother is pretty much the same. Others want to snatch people back and ask for spice recipes, so they just let a few gangsters go easily? The holy mother bitch should be reborn

Too cruel to my family

I don't know if the author has ever made konjac tofu and moldy tofu. Even if you haven't, you can just search it on Baidu! Can the molded tofu be eaten on the same day after being wrapped in the ingredients? Would it be better to leave it alone for a day? It hasn't fermented yet😓, and it's not like making stinky tofu... The order of operation of konjac tofu is also wrong. I'm really speechless =_=. Is it difficult to find a more rigorous writing about farming nowadays? The Internet is so developed that you don't even have time to search for Baidu?

He was a good farmer, but he became fat all of a sudden. He stuffed it into his stomach so hard that it was about to explode. He kept saying he was strong, so he soared. A type of work that has never been done before is thriving without any setbacks. No matter how many people there are, it can't be digested. It keeps expanding. There are no geographical boundaries. Is it so easy to do business?

Xu Sanhua was too cruel to Mrs. Zhong. I don't think Mrs. Zhong is a bad person. Although she helped Mrs. Liu buy medicine, she can't be so cruel.

The heroine is not kind, and the author is also a ruthless person.

This book looks good at the front. Many of the articles on farming are good at the front, but the more you write at the end, the more eccentric it gets.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, update

There was real content before the 400th chapter, but after the 400th chapter, it was all fluff. It felt like the author had run out of inspiration, and there were holes here and there. No content.

Landlord Bai's second son, the Jiang family, and Bai's second aunt... Are all troubles caused by loopholes.

Good-looking and good-looking. I just started chasing Da Mo Sang, and I like such a bold and silly heroine, so I happened to see this book recommended. The author's writing is good, the characters are well created, and the story is attractive. It doesn't look like the person who wrote the first novel at all. I wonder which master changed his vest and style. Really pretty! Recommended!

Jiao Niang's Family Record, the author's new book, there are too few people, everyone should support it

The third uncle turned bad too suddenly, and the following text is a bit perfunctory. Then her life experience, the people left behind by the Yun family, and the He family, and the power in He Zhang's hands destined her to not be able to live peacefully in the countryside, but the author's text follows the author's wishes

What can I say, I have read two books by the author, and it's not bad. I would like to give you a small suggestion. The road to starting a business for the heroine is too smooth, and the speed is too fast. You can slow down appropriately and add a few twists and turns. After all, it costs dozens of yuan to read a book.