Father Song was very happy when he found that everything was fresh. But for the sake of safety, he decided to check again in a few days to see if these things were still so fresh, and if so, then he had to make good plans for his family's food for the next two years, and the family would be able to survive the three-year famine.

Song's father asked Song Xiaoling to put all the things on the kang into the space, leaving only a bag of 50 catties of rice and giving Song's mother to put it in the rice jar in the kitchen.

Song's father and Song's mother instructed Song Xiaoling to let her go to bed early, and the two went back to their house.

Lying on the kang, the two chatted.

Mother Song said, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

After Song Mu finished speaking, she pinched herself, and after pinching, she said to herself: "It doesn't hurt? It's really a dream, how can there be such a good thing!"

Father Song said with a dark face on the side: "Of course it doesn't hurt, it's me who you pinch." ”

Mother Song asked with a wicked smile, "Does it hurt?"

Father Song continued to reply with a black face: "What do you say, you don't know how hard you pinched!"

Mother Song hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll rub it for you." ”

Father Song's face finally cleared up and said, "It's pretty much the same." ”

Mother Song said: "Zhiyuan, do you say that the white-bearded and white-haired grandfather that our daughter dreamed of is a fairy?"

Father Song glanced at Mother Song and nodded secretly. He said, "You just need to know this in your heart, and don't say it again, so as not to bring trouble to your family." ”

When Song Mu heard this, she quickly nodded and took her hand back.

Father Song continued: "In a few days, if the girl's space can really be kept fresh, then we have to plan carefully." ”

Song's mother said: "Then about the three-year disaster, do you want to tell the people in the village who have good relations?"

Father Song said: "If you tell you, you have to tell, but you have to think of a charter." If you go straight to it, people will think you're crazy!

Moreover, the grain after this year's autumn harvest should not be sold, and the family will not be short of a few dozen yuan for selling grain now. ”

Mother Song said she knew.

Father Song continued: "Don't say anything about space, including the child's grandmother, and don't say that grandpa doesn't believe them, after all, wealth is moving." And I won't tell my big brother about them, this matter will rot in the stomach only the two of us know. ”

Mother Song nodded hurriedly. Then I put on my shoes and went down to the ground to see if my daughter was asleep? When I arrived at the West House and saw that Song Xiaoling had slept soundly, Song's mother went back to her room with confidence.

Then the two of them went to sleep, after all, there were still two years left before the three-year famine, so they were not in a hurry at this time. Let's get some rest now, we have to work in the fields tomorrow!

After nothing to say all night, the next morning after the family got up and finished eating, Song Xiaoling wanted to follow her parents to play in the field, saying that she was about to get bored at home!

Song's father and Song's mother agreed after thinking about it, and then the family of four set off towards the destination. On the way, Song Xiaoling looked at the busy villagers in the fields, and thought that the fields should return to the collective after the autumn harvest, and the labor division system would be implemented.

Soon, the family of four was on their way. Song's father and mother are both diligent people, so his family's land is still very clean, there are not many weeds, and the rice grows very well.

The current rice seeds are just ordinary rice seeds, not super rice in the late previous life, so one acre of land can make more than 300 catties, which can be regarded as a bumper harvest.