Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 463 Crisis of Returning(3)_1

Chapter 463: Chapter 463 Crisis of Returning(3)_1

Mo Wu laughed and said, "How could we do that? Everyone in the village knows our family’s situation. Building a separate house so he could find a wife was a necessity, we certainly couldn’t let him and his bride squeeze into our room after they got married!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan’s eyes lit up and she couldn’t help saying, "If that’s the case, you could definitely build a spacious house elsewhere and the whole family could move out. If it comes to it, just give them a bit more pension silver every month for the sake of peace and quiet."

Mo Wu was taken aback and smiled bitterly as she shook her head, "Tie Tou is different from us. He’s from the grandson’s generation. As long as his parents don’t blame him, moving out won’t attract any gossip. But if our whole family moved out, we’d definitely be criticized for being unfilial, unless we expand the house to make it bigger so that the elderly can live with us."

Mo Yan frowned. Her own thoughts were still too naive! If this path was not viable, did Mo Wu’s mother-in-law really have to keep secretly earning silver, and even then not daring to hold onto it herself, but to feel secure only by keeping it with her?

Seeing her worry about her family’s problems, Mo Wu felt extremely touched and comforted her, "Yan girl, it’s not a big deal. We’ve made it through all these years, and it will only get better."

Mo Yan looked at her optimistic smile and sighed silently to herself. For the moment, this was the only way...

Perhaps because she was publicly shamed and knew Mo Yan was not to be trifiled with, Mo Hong’s family and Mo Niu’s, this pair of troublesome mother and daughter-in-law, did not dare to cause trouble at the stall again. Mo Yan observed them for a few days, and seeing that they seemed to have truly settled down, she let down her guard and began looking for people to build houses and a mill.

The Mo family had many empty rooms, which could be easily converted into a millhouse, but since it required hiring help, and Mo Yan disliked strangers coming and going from her home, she decided to build new houses on the ten acres of unused homestead land.

The mill needed to be built sturdy and durable without the need for opulence. Mo Yan had a load of green bricks hauled from the brick kiln and found twenty skilled bricklayers through the Dentist. Within a month, the mill was built, and the tools like the millstones and rice hullers were bought one after the other and installed.

The mill wasn’t going to be started up immediately, so Mo Yan didn’t rush to hire assistants. Once free, she continued preparing to build the winery.

Time flew by, and mid-March arrived in the blink of an eye. During this period, the weather cleared after a few days of rain and snow, warming day by day. The grass that had endured the cold winter sprouted green tips, and trees in the mountains began to regain their color. In the Mo’s Fruit Garden, peach, pear, and plum trees were blooming with pink or white buds, quietly awaiting the arrival of their flowering season.

The land in the mountain dell was all plowed, and the Mo’s three strong and well-fed oxen named Da Huang were put to good use. Over more than half a month, they completed the first deep plowing of one hundred and twenty acres.

After plowing, taking advantage of the recently moist soil from the rain, villagers hired as helpers smoothed the field borders with spades and planted grass roots or transplanted wild tree saplings with good soil retention from the mountains. In this way, even if the rain was heavy in the summer, there was no need to worry about the erosion of the field borders.

Building a mill, selecting a location for the winery, making plans, designing blueprints, growing seedlings... Mo Yan was as busy as a mule, and it wasn’t until the villagers scattered the newly sprouted grain seeds in the seedling fields that she was able to take a breather.

As the saying goes, a good seedling makes half a good harvest. Mo Yan was not worried about the quality of seedlings produced in Space, as the grain seeds were soaked in diluted Spirit Spring Water. Even if the newly developed paddy fields had immature and not-so-fertile soil, achieving a thousand catties per mu was possible, albeit not reaching the fifteen hundred catties of her previous life. With Junyu as her support, she wasn’t afraid of causing any adverse reactions.