In the past, every year, for the villagers of Fangjia Village, it was a disastrous day, people who lived on food and clothing, they could also eat a bowl of white rice, every year, or an important festival, regardless of the old and young, they all expected to eat a bowl of white rice, but in order not to go hungry in the future, they had to drink a bowl of gruel.

But this year, the whole village, young and old, are eating with an open belly, even the pork is unlimited, this is still the village is proposing, go to the county to buy a few pigs back, otherwise there will not be much to eat.

"This year is the best year in the history of Fangjia Village, every household can eat a bowl of white rice, every household has dozens of copper coins, chickens, ducks and geese are raised at home, and there are cattle, these are all good days that have never been seen in the past, the previous days were bitter, there was no last meal, poor so many children in our village starved to death, ahhhhhh The village stood up and told everyone about the past, but as soon as he said this, he cried loudly, and everyone cried, and the old man could only silently wipe the few tears.

Everyone, from the cry of the deceased, the elderly, men, young children, and some others, in their hearts, miss their relatives, even Fang Yuan was also driven by this cry, crying loudly in Fang Jing's arms, Fang Jing also followed with tears, people who don't understand may think that Fang Jing is also remembering his deceased parents, but who knows that Fang Jing's tears are missing everything in his previous life.

"Respect for our ancestors, respect for the men who fought for the dynasty, respect for the young children and villagers who died." The village is holding the fruit brew and saluting in the direction of the ancestral hall.

Everyone picked up the fruit brew and saluted in the direction of the ancestral hall, and then everyone poured the fruit brew on the ground to complete such a solemn ceremony.

"In the future, everyone will work hard together, and the days will be better and better in the future, there will be endless food at home, endless money, the dolls will no longer have to starve, and the adults will no longer have to shrunk their clothes and eat to shiver in the winter, these are all brought to us by Jing Wazi, and we respect Jing Wazi." The village was saluting Fang Jing with the fruit brew again, and at the same time, the villagers also saluted Fang Jing with the fruit brew.

"I can't afford everyone's respect for me, I am also from Fangjia Village, and I am also a member of the Fang family, no matter what, everyone is doing well, that is, I am living well, as long as everyone has one heart, it is more important than anything else." Fang Jing drank the fruit brew after speaking, everyone looked at Fang Jing, and after listening to what Fang Jing said, they also drank the fruit brew.

"Jing Wazi is right, as long as everyone has one heart, it is more important than anything else, if the Fang family does not have one heart, then there will be no such days in the future, if anyone is distracted, then he is not our Fang family, and Fangjia Village can't keep him, everyone says it's right!" Muramasa shouted loudly.

"Yes, the Fang family has one heart, and the Fang family has one heart." Everyone, young and old, shouted loudly in response to Muramasa.

Qian Shi and Zhong Dahuai saw the scene in front of them all, for the spirit of these people in Fangjia Village, from the original with a trace of expectations, to the current full of enthusiasm, and then to the whole village at this time, so that the two guards in their hearts, for the people of Fangjia Village even more admired, although they don't understand very well or understand very well, why Fang Jing, a fairy-like character, is willing to stay with these villagers, but at this time, they understand, Fangjia Village people, Fang family.

In the following days, Fang Jing stayed at home and didn't go anywhere, only occasionally going to the mountains to catch some prey, and preparing some meat for the family from time to time, although there was already a lot of meat at home, Fang Jing didn't seem to have stopped much, basically every few days he would always go to the mountains to catch some prey and come back, even if he didn't eat it, he would give some to the nearby villagers, at least Fang Da's meat was slowly increasing.

Fang Jing has been thinking about how to get a glass cover for her little sister, but she has never come up with a reason, and from time to time she sits quietly to guide the flow of true qi in her body, and she hopes to release it from the body, and it is best to make a big explosion with a wave of her hand, but it seems that this dream can only become a fantasy.

The weather gradually warmed up, and every household began a new round of sowing rice seeds, sowing seedlings in greenhouses, and then planting seedlings in the season.

Fang Jing's family is also preparing, Chen Erlin and his wife have also started the sowing of rice seeds, everyone is looking forward to another bumper harvest this year, so that the millet at home is best piled up in the room, even if you can't eat so much, it is refreshing to watch.

Fang Jing's family finished sowing rice seeds in one day, which is complicated and simple, saying that it is complicated for people who don't understand, and simple is just simple for Fangjia Village.

Chen Erlin and Fang Jing are the first few people, every day in the ploughing, but also from time to time to bring back some loaches or yellow toads, there is no ploughing cattle at home, so basically use the four donkeys or horses in the family to plough the land, ploughing the rice field can be dry farming, can also be wet ploughing with water, if wet ploughing with water, it will be troublesome, so Fangjia Village is basically dry farming, of course, it will not make the rice field very dry, with a little moisture is easier to exert force.

Ploughing the field is a physical work, but also a technical work, at this time the Tang Dynasty does not have the so-called Quyuan plow, basically are straight plows, ploughing the field, that is really troublesome, donkeys have to make a lot of force to pull, ploughing the field sometimes down, sometimes up, without a certain strength, you really can't plow the field.

Quyuan plow, appeared in the late Tang Dynasty, the specific year and the inventor can not be exquisite, Quyuan plough was originally the Dongjiang plow, due to the appearance of Quyuan plow, so that the saving of ploughing cattle and the use of convenience, and finally was promoted throughout the country; The straight plough began in the Qin and Han dynasties, and was widely used in the Han Dynasty, the biggest difference between the straight plough and the curved plough is the change and difference of the wheel and the crankshaft; The Quyuan plough has been used for thousands of years since the late Tang Dynasty, and many rural areas still use the Quyuan plough style plough to plough the fields.

"Brother, I saw a nest of bees on the edge of the mountain forest yesterday." Fang Yuan watched Fang Jing sitting on the chair as an old lady, approached Fang Jing and shook Fang Jing's hand, and said coquettishly to Fang Jing.

"What's wrong? Want to be stung again? Fang Jing looked at this little girl, she was slanderous, she always took Xiong Er and Xiaocao everywhere when she had nothing to do, where there was food, they were clear.

"Hmph, bad brother, I don't want a bag, Xiong Er found out." Fang Yuan was not satisfied with Fang Jing saying this about her, Xiong Er heard Fang Yuan calling its name, shook his head and ran over.

"It's not blooming yet, and there isn't much honey in the honeycomb, so there will be more honey in the summer." Fang Jing didn't want to get any honey at this time.

"Brother, take me to the sea." Fang Yuan covered Fang Jing's ears, his head was very close, and he said softly very carefully.

"No, my brother has been thinking about something recently, and besides, I have to plant rice in a few days, but I don't have much time to go out." Fang Jing really doesn't want to move, it's not bad to be an old lady at home, as long as she prepares dinner every day, she sits and drinks tea in a pot when she has nothing to do during the day, enjoying the sunshine of this spring, it's not beautiful.

"Hmph, Xiaocao, Xiong Er, let's go, ignore my brother." Fang Yuan didn't get the answer he wanted, and the other party became angry in his heart, and called Xiaocao to lead Xiong Er to the bamboo forest.

"Little girl, a honeycomb for a while, a seaside for a while, looks like a slander, and wants to lie to me." Fang Jing thought about this little girl's thoughts, and felt that it was quite interesting to be funny with this girl.

Fang Jing is guiding the airflow in his body every day, sitting quietly during the day and guiding, and also guiding at night, basically directing this airflow all the time, just thinking about the release of true qi, of course, if Fang Jing continues in this way, he should be able to do it in a few days, but as soon as Fang Jing is lazy, he doesn't want to move, and it is also boring to be in a daze, but he still has to maintain the voice in his body in a daze, which makes Fang Jing not have that patience, and he gave up after a few days.

Although the water in the rice field is a little cold, it is better than the feeling of being hungry, and the cold has to be endured, bending over, rows of rice planting, step by step, and the fruits of one acre of mu will bring hope for a bumper harvest to Fangjia Village.

Chen Erlin and his wife took the dolls, big and small, and got up early in the morning to pull seedlings and plant seedlings.

A few days of hard work made everyone relatively tired, although Fang Jing didn't feel how tired, but Chen Erlin and they were so tired, except for the four little babies, everyone else was tired for several days, they all wanted to take a good rest and have a good meal, the busy time of the farm in the past few days has been the morning and dinner made by Zhang Xiaoxia and Daying, Fang Jing basically didn't move.

The day after the farm, Fang Jing made a delicious meal, treating everyone, the four little babies are forgotten, in addition to playing, they are playing, and they have to make trouble from time to time, if they can beat them, Fang Jing would have wanted to beat them up a long time ago, but no, Fang Jing didn't want to be besieged by a group of little dolls.

"Cousin, this salted egg is so delicious, you see, it's a lot of oil, give it, cousin eat." Xiao Zhi took a bite of a shelled salted egg, looked at the oil flowing out of the yolk, and handed it to Fang Jing to eat.

"Xiao Zhi, you eat it yourself, my cousin has it, Xiao Zhi is good." Fang Jing looked at the salted eggs handed over by Xiao Zhi, full of egg butter, very appetizing.

After more than a year of raising Xiaozhi, from being thin and colorless at the beginning, to now starting to be a little baby fat, with a red face, Fang Jing is very relieved, at least the little babies in the family have grown meat, and they already have the appearance of normal children.

Fang Jing's chickens began to lay eggs last autumn and winter, and the ducks also began to lay eggs in early spring, these salted eggs, but Fang Jing spent a lot of time collecting them before pickling, just to eat them in the busy farming season, at least Fang Jing can miss the childhood in his previous life, as long as it is the busy farming season, he will cook some salted eggs and eat them, indicating that everything starts anew and life is coming.

Chickens and ducks from birth to laying eggs, almost five months, geese time is longer, almost about ten months, when the countryside basically hatches chicks, ducks and goose eggs, it is in the spring, after the grass emerges, the eggs are almost hatched out of life, just can be released to eat grass, this is also Fang Jing's deepest memory when she was a child.

After the busy farming, the farming season was opened, the early summer sun shone on Fang Jing, Fang Jing lay on the recliner, turned over, squinted at the noisy talking of the little children in the yard, and would quarrel from time to time, although the quarrel did not produce any results, but still could not stop the quarrel of the little dolls.