Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was no news from Jiang's family. Presumably, they would not be able to take out so much money, and even if they could, they would not be willing to take it out for the sake of two and a half older children.

After all, although these two children are studying under the master's school, they are not as attractive as Yuan Jiaqi.

The top of the list means that they will definitely be selected as a Jinshi and become an official. They have no hope, they will only wait and see, and they are not willing to spend their capital.

As the days passed, the drought became more and more serious. It was the rainy season in the north, and the sun was scorching every day, and even the leaves began to wilt.

The crops in the field were wilted, and if things went on like this, there would be little food to be harvested by October.

She sighed, and under the moonlight, she dug a one-acre pit in the wasteland north of the town and filled it with water, then ran to the south of the town to dig the same pit and filled it with water.

She has just built the sixth level of foundation now, and she doesn't have the strength to move the wind and the rain, move mountains and seas, if there is no space, she can't even be a water transporter.

The water in the two deep pits alleviated the water consumption of the people around Tianshui Town. Qiao Mai went to store some water in every night to keep it full.

Some people say that the people of Tianshui Town often do good deeds, God bless them, two large pits of water appeared out of thin air.

Some people from other small towns also came here to fetch water, because the water source was sufficient, and there was no fight.

Mayor Qian attached great importance to this matter, and sent two guards to guard it every day, just to let everyone have access to water, so as to prevent criminals from using the water in these two pits for profit.

The water in Qiaoji snack shop is no longer free, but has become a penny a cup, which is not expensive, and many people drink it.

It's not that Qiao Mai is stingy, but she doesn't want people to know that her house has enough water.

If you want to be nervous, everyone will be nervous together, and the money is collected to let everyone know that her Qiao family has insufficient water.

She often sat in front of her shop and watched the waterwheels on the official road going south and north, and they all carried water from the pit. With water, no one would escape.

I heard that the Acropolis is the most affected by drought, and it will be better if it goes south. If it continues like this, there will be people fleeing famine next year.

She didn't want to see a large number of victims fleeing south, let alone many children losing their families, and she didn't want to see the epidemic spreading and corpses everywhere.

She wanted to live a peaceful life, so she had to work hard to change this phenomenon as much as possible.

Otherwise, she would become a member of the fleeing army, which was not what she wanted.

So, she went out every night, digging pits to store water on the border of the Acropolis, and now she really became a water transporter.

With her secret help, the drought in the border of the Acropolis eased a lot, and at this time, people spread the word again.

They said that the magistrate of the Acropolis is an honest official, a good official, and a high official who truly cares about the people. God blesses the land under his jurisdiction. Even if it does not rain, the people will not die of thirst, and the crops will not die of drought.

I went, they didn't even think about it, God knows, it's already raining.

However, such words are very beneficial to the prefect Wang, presumably the current sage will promote and value him after he knows about it.

Time passed slowly, and the sweltering summer was about to pass, and the crops in the field were ripe again.

The Wang family started to put away sweet potatoes again, because they were all planted this year, so the price was slightly lower, but not too bad, and the people were very satisfied.

It is also a good deal to sell the sweet potatoes and pay the grain tax to buy grain.

The tenants of Qiao Mai's family asked her early on whether they should hand over the sweet potatoes, or sell them and convert them into silver, and then bought grain for her.

Qiao Mai didn't make them bother, and directly converted it into silver.

Qiao's family in Lihua Village didn't have a good harvest in the field, and there was not much left after paying the tax. If there was no relief this winter, their whole family would have to go hungry.

Qiao Shicheng and his wife had no choice but to sell one of their granddaughters to a wealthy family as a girl.

When selling Qiao Mai, her eldest brother and second brother didn't think anything was wrong.

When it comes to selling your own daughter, you can't do it well. No matter how patriarchal you are, it's still your own daughter.

Selling one's daughter for the consumption of a large family makes her feel very uncomfortable.

What that Fang thought in his heart was that the next time he would sell his daughter, the money would be spent in the public office, it would be too uneconomical, even if he sold it, he would sell it by himself, and spend the money by himself.

When Qiao Shicheng sold a granddaughter, the Qiao family began to split.

During a great battle, the Qiao family didn't hold on for long, and they split up. Like the Yuan family, Qiao Shicheng and his wife were thrown out by their children.

No one spends time with anyone, they take turns to deliver meals, and when they can't move, each family takes turns to serve them, and no one wants to spend time with them.

The elders of the two families had more time to get together now, and sat across from Jixiang Garden when they had nothing to do, watching the imposing gate and swallowing their saliva.

As for the Tian family, they pinned their hopes on Linger, thinking that Tian Sanzhuang would come back quickly.

At that time, if the child is really three strong, then they can negotiate conditions with that bitch in a straightforward manner.

This year's winter was colder than last year's. It was not until the middle of the twelfth lunar month that there was a light snowfall, and the temperature suddenly cooled down.

Seeing the weather like this again, Qiao Mai felt worried. It seemed that he would have to work as a water transporter next year.

This year, there was nothing that made her happy. The only thing that made her happy was that the space had been upgraded again, and all indicators were much better than the previous level.

Because of the upgrade, the 10,000-acre pond is twice as big as before, and the water source can still be used for the boundary of the Acropolis for another year.

If the people in Acropolis survived, the people in other cities and counties should also be fine, after all, their disaster situation is not as severe as here.

Winter is better than summer, at least there is no sun to bake, the water will not evaporate so fast, a puddle of water is enough for the people around for a long time, as long as it is not wasted, it will be fine.

As the New Year approached, Qiao Mai filled the puddles in various places in the middle of the night, hoping that they would have a good New Year.

But when she was storing water, she found that several pits were occupied by people. If they hadn't lit the bonfire, said what they said, and there was a conspicuous sign next to it, she would not have known that the water pits charged fees. up.

Qiao Mai became very angry at the time, damn it, she didn't charge anyone for digging water pits to store water, these ghost grandchildren would pick up ready-made ones and occupy the water pits to collect water bills from the people.

She made seven pits in one night, which meant dozens of lives, and Qiao Mai ended up without even blinking an eye.

She didn't dispose of the corpses, so she let them stand by the pit, and wrote on their charging sign.

"Whoever makes money in the country will die!"

In one night, when the new year is approaching, so many people died, and it caused a sensation in the Acropolis.

The common people clapped their hands and applauded, "It's a good kill, a happy death, such a person deserves to die."

Wang Zongsheng personally took people to check, all of them were smeared necks, there was no pain at all, and the methods were clean and neat.

Nothing suspicious was found at the scene of the crime, so the family had to take him back and let them bury him until the case was solved.

Who on earth is it? Who is so capable?

The method of doing the crime is the same, and the time of doing the crime is not much different, as if several pits are carried out at the same time.

Wang Zhifu didn't take this matter to heart, because those who died were local ruffians and tyrants, and they deserved to die. There are many things like this, and there are many cases where heroes in the world will kill them without looking at them.

In the end, he just pushed the matter to the people in the rivers and lakes.

With the example of Qiao Mai killing a chicken to show the monkey, no one dares to charge at the pit anymore, and the common people can fetch water at will.

This year barely passed by like this. Except for Qiao Mai's family, everyone in the small town lived a tight life.

The poor are short of money and water, and the rich are short of money and water.

Anyway, this year, everyone's life is not very satisfactory.