Jiang Yao stopped what he was doing.
Little finger.
"Has the aquaculture in Xishui Village been done for a long time?"
"It's not."
Jiang Zeting pondered for a while, then replied: "If my father remembers correctly, aquaculture in Xishui Village only started in the past two years."
Although he is a businessman.
The items that I come into contact with on weekdays are not related to these.
But he has always liked to dabble in a wide range.
Jiang Zeting has always believed that confinement to one's own field is actually tantamount to a frog at the bottom of a well. Everything is connected, and there is no harm in knowing more about it.
So he knew a thing or two about Jiang Yao's problem.
Before moving to Jiangcheng, I happened to know some general situation of Jiangcheng.
"Then every household in the village does aquaculture?"
Jiang Zeting shook his head: "No."
Xishui Village is indeed a place with beautiful mountains and rivers.
However, at the beginning, many people took a wait-and-see attitude towards the government's policy of adapting measures to local conditions and proposing to change lotus root planting to aquaculture.
"There were few people in the past two years, and it is estimated that large-scale implementation will begin this year."
"Like This."
Jiang Yao nodded understandingly.
In other words, this year, every household in Xishui Village will start aquaculture.
The reason she cares so much about this matter is that.
Yan Zhi's relatives who are wolves.
That's right.
That group of relatives is what Jiang Zeting said, the unlucky ones who have no technology to raise fish fry to death and go bankrupt!
This was originally to make Jiang Yao say hello.
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When the Yan family's relatives were desperate, they shamelessly approached Yan Zhi's mother and son, and asked for money.
Yan Zhi's mother and son are already living in poverty, so how can there be any money to give
The stinky and shameless man actually wanted to occupy the magpie's nest again, drive them out of their houses in the village in the city, and take them as his own.
The aggressiveness of Yan's relatives.
Zhou Hui's begging.
The two sides were deadlocked.
In the end, Zhou Hui was so angry that she vomited blood and fell into a coma. Yan Zhi became ruthless and stabbed the eldest aunt who made the most noise. This matter ended in the panic of Yan's relatives.
Thinking of this, a dark light flashed across Jiang Yao's eyes.
Relatives of the Yan family came to the door in September of this year.
But right now, there is still one thing that remains unresolved.
Headache.
It's really a wave of ups and downs.
One can think of the cool figure of the beautiful moon.
Jiang Yao's distressed heart quickly overwhelmed the soreness at her temples.
Yan Zhi is too difficult.
This time, she had to guard him.
noon the next day.
Jiang Yao, who had lunch with Yan Zhi, sat slumped on a chair, patting her belly contentedly.
She squinted her eyes happily: "Aunt Miao's craftsmanship is really amazing!"
In a blink of an eye.
Yan Zhi is cleaning up the mess on the table.
Jiang Yao quickly stood up and cleaned up together.
As she put the plates into the lunch box, she scolded: "Why don't you take a break? Sit for a while and then clean up."
In my heart, I praised it flatteringly.
Brother Yan is too virtuous!
One second he put down the bowls and chopsticks, and the next second he took the initiative to clean up.
just ask!
What other boy can do this!
Jiang Yao remembered reading a piece of news in her previous life.
A young man in his twenties with hands and feet looks like a golden bump.
It's fine if he doesn't go out to work, and he doesn't help share the housework at home. He waits for his parents to serve him every day, and he almost has no food for him.
In such a comparison, brother is simply a treasure!
Yan Zhi kept tidying up in his hands, and his tone was as usual: "Pick it up and write exercises for you."
Jiang Yao paused, "..."
She turned her head to face the boy, and glared, "We've just had enough!"
Seeing that Yan Zhi was unmoved.
Jiang Yao pursed her lips, and said aggrievedly, "Why don't you take a break."
She has been writing all morning!
The boy put the last chopsticks in the lunch box, then looked up at the little girl.
(end of this chapter)