Chapter Ninety-One: Someone Comes to the Door

In spring, the earth is warm, and the swallow grass is like bis.

The mulberry field is lush and green, a thousand miles away.

The branches of the mountain wood brocade trees stretch the yellow and green young leaves, and the wild vegetable sprouts are tender and green and fat.

The flowers and trees seem to have awakened overnight, and everywhere is full of life.

On the way up the mountain, Jian Ning was deaf and clear-sighted and took his family to avoid several waves of villagers.

Eating a winter radish and cabbage, the villagers have a dull mouth, can't wait to change the taste, and the idle little baby mother-in-law at home has gone to the mountains to find fresh and tender wild vegetables.

In the era of material scarcity, do not underestimate people's obsession with food, and many wild vegetables that are about to emerge on the outskirts of the mountains have been pinched.

In the end, everyone retained a little bit of sanity, knowing that they could not kill chickens and take eggs, they were not uprooted, and they were all slightly longer and more prosperous vegetable tips.

Jian Ning didn't plan to pick the wild vegetables on the periphery, and there was really no need for her to go into the mountains to grab food with a group of old and weak women and children.

The beautiful scenery makes people forget their worries, and walking on the green mountain paths and paths seems to be full of vitality.

The old lady's chattering words of resentment sounded in Jian Ning's ears, as if she was humming a lingering spring song.

During the journey, when encountering wild vegetables on the road, Jian Ning marked them one by one to facilitate picking when going down the mountain.

The second child and the jade girl were a stuffy gourd, Jian Ning ignored her, and the old lady read it for a while, feeling bored, and shut up.

No one felt sorry for her when her mouth was dry.

Forget it, let's self-mediate.

"Ning girl, look at the puddle over there is a bush of camellia, you remember the place, and you will go back after a while. I want to eat dumplings, so you can make dumplings for milk at night. "Broken thoughts don't work, the old lady asks for benefits.

"Cheng, let's wrap the camelina oil residue dumplings at night, it's enough!" This little benefit is a little benefit, and she is also hungry looking at the tender wild camelina.

A meal of dumplings coaxed the old lady to a daze, licked her lips and pointed to a mountain forest not far away, and said with great interest: "Girl, take a look, is there a hairy chestnut tree there?"

The old lady went into the mountains for the second time and found that there were so many good things in the mountains, just like her granddaughter said, no one dared to come to the mountains, and everything belonged to them.

Naturally, the more you look at your own things, the happier you become.

Jian Ning looked over: "Yes." ”

"Such a big piece, how many chestnuts have to be knotted, let's pick chestnuts in August and September." The old lady looked forward to the future with a yearning face, as if she saw frames of plump chestnuts carried into her yard.

"Okay. Jian Ning smiled and said: "Let's take it home, we can make fried chestnuts with sugar this winter, you always sit and wait to eat the chestnuts while roasting the fire, and then arrange the chestnut stew chicken and chestnut braised pork ribs..."

Listening to her granddaughter's arrangement, the old lady's mouth was overflowing, and the depression of being caught by the strong man was swept away.

Talking about food, Jian Ning is also very interested, grandparents and grandchildren, you and I will contract all kinds of mountain goods in the mountains to their own heads.

chatting up, Jian Zhenjun couldn't help but join in, interjected a few words, Jian Mingyu followed behind and listened to the whispers of his family members silently, and the shallow smile on his face never stopped.

That's really good!

The fourth sister has an upward contagion.

In a happy mood, time flies, and the family arrives at the mouth of the gorge.

Drilling out of the cramped and dark gorge, the flat land is unobstructed, and the old lady still has a sense of unreality when she looks at the large piece of land, does such a large piece of land really belong to her own family?!

Two days ago, Jian Zhenjun came up and sprinkled bottom fertilizer, drained a bamboo tube to divert water to the puddle of the wheat field, and the gurgling clear stream filled the puddle, and the overflowing water circulated along the drainage ditches around it.

After planting the wheat seeds, a ditch should be dug and the water should be drained out to avoid waterlogging caused by excessive water accumulation in the rainy season.

In spring, the weeds are growing amazingly, and it only takes a few days for the grass to sprout again.

The family cleared the weeds in the field, and the four of them divided the work.

Jian Zhenjun is in charge of ridges, Jian Ming jade pits are planed, the old lady scatters seeds, and Jian Ning is responsible for covering the soil and watering.

The division of labor is clear and orderly.

Make the most of your time, not a minute is wasted.

The family is a good hand at farm work, and three acres of land can be done in one day.

At the end of the day, the old lady sat on the ridge, blowing the gentle wind, looking at the tidying and refreshing wheat field, and the sense of accomplishment and joy burst.

The soil quality is excellent, and the harvest of wheat on a few acres of land is bound to be gratifying, and this year's white flour and fine grain are not worried.

It turns out that this is how the local housewife feels! The old lady was very emotional.

Jian Ning washed her hands and pinched her shoulders: "Milk, tired?"

"It's ok. "The body is full of fighting spirit, the fatigue is halved, and the work of sowing is easy and not tiring. Besides, she is not really a landlord and an old lady, she has been working in the field in spring and autumn over the years, and her family conditions are acceptable, she is not cold or hungry, she has worked and exercised for many years, and her body is solid.

Jian Ning: "Tomorrow to plant sugarcane, you leave home to rest for a day, the day after tomorrow to plant peanuts and rapeseeds, you come up and sow seeds." ”

"No need to rest, I'll come up and take a hand, weed, and help you get the sugar cane planting. The old lady moved her shoulders: "You have to pick it up in the next few days, and in a few days the village will work in a unified manner. There are a few uncles in the family's private land, and I can finish it in one day, and I have nothing to do when I am idle. ”

It's not that she didn't think about recruiting all her sons to work in the mountains, but she was afraid that there would be too many people and the wind would be mixed up.

It's not that I'm worried that my sons are not strict with their mouths, but there are still a few daughters-in-law at home, in case the sons sleep and talk in their dreams.

It's better to be on the safe side.

"Okay. "The plan of the year lies in the spring, Jian Ning also wants to finish the work on the mountain as soon as possible, there are still several acres of land to be planted in the farming space, why does it take her three or five days to do it alone.

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On a rural dirt road, a jeep jolted across, kicking up a puff of dust.

Hearing the roar of the car, the people working in the fields straightened their waists and stood up, stretching their necks to stare at the jeep driving on the dirt road.

Nowadays, tractors are a rarity, let alone a majestic military jeep.

"Is that a military vehicle on the troops?"

"It looks like. ”

"Has something big happened in our village?"

"I don't know!"

In the driver's seat of the jeep was a serious man in civilian clothes, and in the passenger seat was a young man with a small head.

The car was parked next to a private plot, and the window was rolled down, revealing a stern and upright face: "Girl, let me inquire, is this Shuimo Village?"

"Yes, it's Shuimo Village. Zhou Dongling pinched the corners of her clothes and stood up, closed her mouth, and said in a sullen voice: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Last time, Jian Ning knocked out a front tooth, and now he doesn't dare to open his mouth when he speaks.

Zhou Dongling observed the people sitting in the car without a trace, and probably counted in her heart, most of them were Brother Jiang's comrades-in-arms.

I didn't have this stubble in my last life......

"Thank you. Wei Xiangyang thanked him and asked, "Girl, do you know where Comrade Jian Zhenjun's home is?"

"You're going to Uncle Jane's. Zhou Dongling smiled and said in detail: "His house is at the foot of the opposite hillside, and there are ridge roads over there, and there are no cars, so your car can only drive to the village committee and then walk over." His house is a bit winding, and you may not be able to find it. ”

Zhou Dongling was ready to move, wanting to take the initiative to lead the way, but she was afraid of leaving a frivolous impression.

"It's okay, thank you for the interruption. Wei Xiangyang had planned to go to the village committee first, but this girl's speech was vague, as if she had a jujube in her mouth.

Zhou Dongling: It's all sad and bloody to say.

At the moment, it is expensive to go to the city for the teeth, but she can't go to the city even if she has no money.

I hate it when I think about it......

"You're welcome. Seeing that Wei Xiangyang had no intention of asking her to lead the way, Zhou Dongling could not hide her disappointment.