During this period when Zhang Ran's body gradually recovered, many guests came to the small courtyard of his home one after another, most of whom were neighbors who heard the news and came to visit.

When these neighbors who have a good relationship with Zhang Ran's family come to the door, most of them will bring some corn or beans and other things, ranging from one or two catties to three or five catties. Although there are not many things, Zhang Ran did feel the kindness in them.

Among these neighbors, Zhang Ran was most impressed by Zhang Meng's family next door. Good guy, the family directly brought half a bag of corn to the door, which was dozens of catties, and filled a small half of Zhang Ran's rice jar at once.

It is also the help of these well-meaning neighbors that greatly alleviates the dilemma of Zhang Ran's family's lack of food, and also allows Zhang Ran to eat at least one meal of millet porridge every day, instead of boiling beans every meal.

Of course, not every visitor has good intentions. For example, the patriarch Zhang Li, an old thing, and his equally hateful son Zhang Qi came to the door on the third day after Zhang Ran woke up. But unlike the neighbors, the two men came empty-handed, not even a grain of rice.

Zhang Ran obviously felt that these two guys were visiting the sick fake, and it was true to see if he was dead or not.

For this kind of bastard thing who will only fall into the well, find ways to reap benefits, and do everything possible to rob other people's property, Zhang Ran doesn't even have a good feeling.

But there is a way to reach out and not hit the smiling person, so despite the disgust in his heart, Zhang Ran still patiently coped with two sentences without being salty and indifferent, and then politely sent the two men with ghosts away.

However, this hatred Zhang Ran firmly remembered in his heart. Make up your mind, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely pay it back 100 times.

On a sunny morning in mid-March, Zhang Ran simply ate a little millet porridge boiled by his mother, and then took advantage of the relatively fresh air to slowly stroll around the yard as usual.

But after walking a few steps, he heard a faint voice in his ear:

"Ran? How many times have I told you, it's windy in the yard, you're just getting better, don't stay in the yard all the time, go back to the house! ”

It turned out that Zhang's mother, who had just come out of the kitchen, saw that Zhang Ran was still walking back and forth in the yard, so she couldn't help frowning and scolded.

"Alas!"

For Zhang's mother, who always thinks that patients can't see the wind, and it is better to stay in the house, Zhang Ran is no longer able to complain, and it is not strange.

However, Zhang Ran also knew that Zhang's mother's original intention was for his good, so he didn't dare to talk back, but hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I'll go back to the house!" ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ran hurriedly took a step and walked towards the house.

Seeing that her son had returned to the house honestly, Zhang's mother's frowning brows couldn't help but stretch, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

After that, Zhang's mother stood in place and hesitated for a moment, and suddenly followed Zhang Ran into the house.

"Ran'er, wait a minute, Grandma and Sui'er are going to go out, you stay at home honestly, don't run around, you know?"

As she spoke, Zhang's mother had already turned around, came to the corner of the wall outside the thatched house, grabbed an old stone hoe and carried it on her shoulder, and picked up a basket and collapsed it on her arm, and raised her feet to walk towards the yard.

At the same time, when her sister Zhang Sui'er saw this, she also silently picked up a smaller stone hoe next to her, put a small basket on her back, followed behind her mother, and walked out.

Seeing this scene, a bad premonition suddenly flashed in Zhang Ran's heart, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Mother, you are... Is this going to work in the field? ”

"Yes, brother! My grandmother and I are going to weed in the fields. I haven't worked in the field for more than half a month, and now there are a lot of weeds growing in the field, and if we don't weed, our land will be barren! Originally, the grass should have been removed a few days ago, but my brother's health was not yet well, so it was delayed for a few days. Now that my brother is well, I have to go to work in the fields as soon as possible! Without waiting for Zhang's mother to speak, her sister Sui'er turned her head and smiled sweetly, and explained to Zhang Ran.

Belch!

Hearing Xiaomei's explanation, Zhang Ran suddenly remembered this time that this era is not a modern society where chemical fertilizers and pesticides have been basically popularized in later generations. Rather, in the ancient era of agriculture, which relied entirely on manpower, ordinary farmers had to work in the fields frequently.

Although he understood the cause and effect in his heart, looking at the little sister carrying a stone hoe that was extremely out of proportion with her body on her thin shoulders, as if she was a little adult-like tone, Zhang Ran suddenly felt a little blocked in her heart, her nose was sour, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

A ten-year-old child, if it were his age, would be the age when he was afraid of breaking in his hand and afraid of melting in his mouth. At this age, I'm afraid not to mention working in the field or something, under the care of my parents, I feel very distressed when I get a little dirt on my body. And what about his sister? At a young age, she has to take on responsibilities that should not belong to her and share part of the burden of the family.

This should be the responsibility that originally belonged to "Zhang Ran"!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ran immediately stood up, came to the mother and daughter in three or two steps, copied the only remaining hoe, and hurriedly said, "Since you want to go to the ground, then I'll go too!" ”

"No way!" As soon as Zhang Ran's words fell, his mother Zhang Li sternly refused: "Ran'er, your illness is just a little better, let's recuperate at home for two days first, and weeding is not too tiring, I can go with Hui'er, don't follow the fun!" ”

"Mother, don't you think I'm doing well now? Don't worry, my own body, I know best, nothing can happen! Besides, I'm just going to follow along, and if it really doesn't work, can't I come back? Besides, it's not a problem for me to lie down like this all the time! Even if you are a good person, you will be laid down, it is better to go out and move your muscles and bones, that may be better faster. ”

After speaking, Zhang Ran couldn't help but stand beside Zhang Li's mother and daughter, and put on a posture that if you don't let me go, I must go.

Seeing this, Zhang Li couldn't help frowning, and found that his son's attitude was extremely firm, and it was difficult to persuade at all, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Okay, it's up to you!" However, let's talk about the ugly words first, you are not allowed to be reckless in the field, if you can't stand it, you must give your mother an honest back! ”

When Zhang Ran heard this, he instantly opened his eyebrows and smiled: "Good, good, good!" You are the mother, you are the biggest, and your son listens to you! ”

"Well, let's go! While it's not too hot, let's go! ”

With Zhang Li's order, the mother and son picked up their hoes, picked up rattan baskets, walked out of the yard, and set off in the direction of their fields...

……

Zhang Ran is located in the upper corner, located at the foot of Li Mountain, south of Fenghuang Plateau, is the protrusion between Xinfeng County and Baling County, although the governance is located in Xinfeng County, but in fact, in terms of geographical location alone, the upper corner seems to be closer to Baling County.

Shangyuli (Zhangli) is not too big, built on the mountain, there are only a few dozen households in the whole mile, a small river called Qingshui meanders through the west of the village, and Zhang Ran's field is near the shore east of the river.

Walking slowly along the path of the mountain village, more than a dozen thatched houses on both sides are scattered and orderly on both sides of the road, and there are bursts of insects and frogs from time to time among the surrounding grass and trees, making people feel like they are in a beautiful rural picture.

In this vast and sparsely populated era, the footprints of human beings cannot be compared with the industrial society of later generations, so the sky here is very blue, the grass is also very green, and even the air you breathe is exceptionally fresh when you walk.

Suddenly, from the dilapidated and musty thatched hut to this broader world, Zhang Ran felt that the harsh illness that had been wrapped around his body also disappeared with the wind, and he felt that his body suddenly became a lot easier.