Fan Dianyuan saw that there was an accident at the back of the team, and told his wife to take care of a pile of tattered luggage, take care of Niuniu, and come to see what happened. It's not a good thing for him, but he can still make up his mind in this group, and everyone respects his opinion. If a group of people doesn't even have someone to decide where to go, then it doesn't make sense where this group of people is going.

Fan Dianyuan looked at the old Ma couple kneeling on the ground, and the little boy Ma Dan with a whip mark on his body, Ma Dan was constantly comforted by a young lady from a rich and noble family like a female bodhisattva, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Fan Dianyuan thought to himself, this horse egg must be in trouble again.

"Old horse, what's going on?" Fan Dianyuan asked.

"Just now, Ma Dan was hungry and dizzy, and went to beg for food from the female Bodhisattva, and dragged people's clothes." Lao Ma didn't dare to look up at Fan Dianyuan, he couldn't complain about this, so he blamed him for not taking a good look at the child. After speaking, the old horse glanced at the uncompetitive horse egg, raised his hand and prepared to give the child a slap, and hoped that the young lady would be soft-hearted and no longer care when she saw herself teach the child like this.

Fan Dianyuan grabbed Lao Ma's hand and shouted: "Melon cowardice, it's useless for you to beat the baby to death, and the clothes have to be compensated to others." ”

Zheng Ruoying comforted Ma Dan and said, "Your name is Ma Dan, right?" ”

Ma Dan nodded, not daring to speak.

Zheng Ruoying said: "Ma Dan, let's not cry, okay, my sister won't ask you to pay for your clothes, this clothes are not broken, just go back and wash them." After a while, my sister asked people to buy back the buns, so let's eat the buns together, okay? Zheng Ruoying's words were told to Ma Dan's parents and Fan Dianyuan, and she still didn't have the same general knowledge as these hard lives.

Fan Dianyuan heard what this beautiful lady meant, and said to the old Ma couple: "Brother and sister of the old horse, you still don't thank the young lady!" The two couples reacted, and the other end collided with the bluestone slab bricks on the ground again, making a clanging sound, and kept chanting the words of compassion of the female bodhisattva Wanfu female bodhisattva.

Although Fan Dianyuan's body was also in tatters, he did not lose his momentum, and bowed to Zheng Ruoying, thanking him for not embarrassing them.

Lao Cai looked at the appearance and accent of these people and asked, "You are not locals, are you?" ”

Fan Dianyuan smiled bitterly and said: "The old gentleman has good eyesight, we are sure that it is not a local, the northwest is in chaos, there is no way to live, our group is dragging our family with us, and we have just arrived in Guibao Land. ”

"So where are you going to go, or do you have any way to make a living?" Lao Cai then asked.

"If you don't leave, you're going to settle down in this place. There is no craftsmanship on the body, they are honest households who have served the crops all their lives, or they are born as dolls who raise sheep, and they still raise sheep when they are older, and they all say that there is a lot of land in the south and is fat, and they plan to find it, whether there is an employer willing to use us, just take care of the food. ”

Fan Dianyuan's words were extremely sincere, and they were also from the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Ruoying and Lao Cai looked at each other and smiled, God really helps me, I slept and sent a pillow, I came to Fengshan today, and the cow was also bought, and people just happened to meet it, is this the will of heaven in the dark? It is undeniable that things in the world are so coincidental, Lao Cai and Fan Dianyuan talked in detail about Zheng Ruoying's recruitment of tenant farmers, and what they did, Fan Dianyuan listened to it with a hot heart, thinking that this is not the master's house that he worked so hard to find. He also saw the scene just now, Zheng Ruoying is a good person, and he is so kind to strange refugees, and he will definitely not treat them badly as tenant farmers.

The two groups hit it off, and Fan Dianyuan became a tenant farmer recruited by Zheng Ruoying himself. Zheng Ruoying provided a place for this group of people to live, although it was a broken grass house with lumps of dirt, but it could shelter from the wind and rain, and although it was a small grass house, it was already better than the broken house in their hometown, giving them 200 yuan of rice money every month, enough for the family to eat, and let them do some labor to earn some wine and spare money when the rest of the farmers were slack.

Fan Dianyuan was so grateful, they hadn't even seen what kind of sugarcane they planted, but someone guided them, and they were not lazy, everyone knew about farming, and they didn't have any other skills, just to serve with their hearts, and they were not afraid that the land would not be fat, but they were afraid that people would be too lazy.

In the days after the beginning of spring, on the north bank of Fengshan Mountain, in the area of Helu Shan Shui Lian, a group of busy figures appeared on the originally barren land, a group of strangers who had never met were leading cattle in the land of the Zheng family, the man controlled the plow handle and the plough handle in the back, the woman was pulling the ploughing ox in front, and there were several other people in the back who would turn over the mud and rake the mud and rake evenly. The furrows they ploughed out were wide and deep, and the locals seemed to be planting some kind of crops, so they came out to watch, but they had not planted yet, that is, they had turned the ground, and no one could understand their intention of plowing the land.

According to the field boundary pointed out to them by Lao Cai, under the "professional guidance" of the bolt pillar and the blind deer, they took the guy to Helu to reclaim the land, and just happened to meet He Baozheng. However, they were not familiar with the place, and when they saw He Baozheng, they thought they were ordinary local farmers, so they didn't care, and began to work on their own.

He Baozheng thought that he was wrong, the Zheng family's land and their own tenant farmers were unwilling to plant, what evil wind has been blowing recently, why has everything in their He Lu become different, even these rotten lands are so many people fighting for them. But He Baozheng looks at their outfits as if they are a little different, not like locals at all. Could it be that the displaced people from other places think that these dry lands are ownerless wastelands and want to reclaim them themselves.

He Baozheng's good old man's personality made him unbearable, he walked to the edge of the land that Fan Dianyuan was reclaiming, stood on the edge of the ridge, and shouted to Fan Dianyuan in the field from afar: "I said little brother, you few look at the eyes, I'm afraid it's the first time to come to our old man's village, don't think the old man and I are troublesome, do you know that this land has an owner, not a wasteland?" ”

Fan Dianyuan straightened up and put down the plow handle in his hand, motioned to his wife to rest for a while, and grinned at He Baozheng with a kind smile and said: "Brother, thank you, we are all foreign customers, not your local clan, and now we are all tenants of their Zheng family, this is the land of the Zheng family." ”

He Baozheng heard him say this, and he didn't say anything, how to toss people's land is people's business, even planting flowers on it is not a problem, He Baozheng replied: "That's right, old man, I'm worried that you will come to plow the land of other people's Zheng Guan's people like this, and if you turn back, you can't plant something, and you will toss for others, and you will have to eat lawsuits." ”

Fan Dianyuan saw that this local old man had a good heart, and kindly reminded them, and kept saying thank you to him. In the morning, when his wife went out, she baked a few wheat cakes, and the habit of bringing them from her hometown still liked to eat them, so she asked his wife to take a piece for He Baozheng to taste.

The peasant family is the most upright, there are not so many little Jiujiu, He Baozheng took the wheat cake and sent it directly to his mouth, the taste of the wheat cake is very fragrant, and this thing is very full, no wonder they can use this thing as a meal, but there is no water to chew and swallow.

He Baozheng pointed to the country while eating: "Little brother, I said, what are you going to plant in this field, many of us have seen you dig this ditch very deeply, and we have never seen this kind of furrow method, so I secretly told my brother, what are you going to plant?" ”

Fan Dianyuan said: "The eldest lady of the owner said that she was going to plant sugarcane, but I don't know what sugarcane is, and there is no such thing in our hometown. ”

What the? What is so much of a big deal about growing sugar cane? How much sugar cane is this going to be planted? He Baozheng was frightened by their intentions, and a mouthful of chewed wheat cake got stuck in his throat, and he hammered his chest hard before swallowing it.

He didn't want to say much about what other people's land was going to plant, but such a large piece of land was all about to be planted with sugarcane, and he really couldn't think of who would sell so much sugarcane to in the future? Do you eat it yourself.

Fan Dianyuan didn't chat with He Baozheng for too long, so he picked up the plow handle and continued to plow.

He Baozheng is also a good farmer, and He Lu has a lot of Zheng family's land, which is next to their family's land. This group of people is very hard when they work, there is never a deliberate lazy thing happens, children follow their buttocks and play in the mud in the field, every man and woman talk and laugh while working in their northern accent I don't know where, very few people do not work and frolic in the field, but they are the local farmers and peasant women in Fengshan, the harvest is not good, the enthusiasm is not high, the hoe and the tread plough have not cultivated three feet of land, they have to stop and drink water and rest, a little bit of farm work can be done until the sun goes down.

He Baozheng sighed in his heart, if these farmers and peasant women in their own hometown were half as diligent as someone else, then their lives would not be as good as they are now.

Most of the land in Helu is mainly reddish red soil, which is relatively soft, and the area on the north bank was originally cultivated by people all year round, but in recent years, the land that has been abandoned is becoming more and more serious, and it has been bought by their Zheng family.

These lands are not very labor-intensive, plus this field according to Liang Chuan taught to the bolt pillar and blind deer ridge method, there must be a ditch and a ridge, the ditch is reclaimed first, the ditch soil will naturally turn over to both sides, forming a ridge of cane furrow, the cane ditch turned up and piled up the height plus the original ground only needs to plow down a depth of about one foot to facilitate the two feet of two depths required by Zhang San, but the covering soil on the cane furrow should be compacted well, so that the soil will not be too loose, resulting in the instability of the cane roots.

When they had finished ploughing, they always trampled on it so hard that the dirt was so solid that the big pieces of dirt had to be smashed and raked.

In one day's work, more than a dozen acres of dry land, a bunch of sugarcane fields were neatly reclaimed, the ditch was deep and the ridge was high, and the ridge was also opened and then covered with soil. It was a spectacular scene, the day before it was all gray and yellow weeds, and in a day's work it turned into a neat ridge. No matter how poor the land is, as long as there are hard-working people to clean it up, it can become a land of abundant harvest.