Juhua held back a laugh. "You just said I didn't know how to run a household and that I should save these to make tofu, and now you want to make snacks out of them."
Liu Xiaomei said sheepishly, "Well, they just smelled so good! Sigh! Now that your family has bought this wasteland, you have so much more room. You can plant more of these soybeans, peanuts, yams, and whatnot. You'll always have something to harvest, and you'll have food for the New Year."
Seeing her envious expression, Juhua comforted her, "If your family works hard for a year, you'll be able to buy a few mu of wasteland too. Buy a few mu one year, and after a few years, life will get better. I heard the village chief is planning to properly cultivate these oak trees. Life in our village is going to get better and better."
