After eating the fish soup and taking a break, Han Xiao was about to continue working, and urged Han Cheng to take the little girl back.

Of course, Han Cheng can't go back, he is not his predecessor, he can't have such a big 'heart', he can let his mother and sister work in the fields under the sun with peace of mind, while he plays indiscriminately at home.

"Mother, I'm well."

Han Cheng said as he bent down to pull up a clump of grass.

Han Xiao and Han Xing persuaded them a few more times, and when they saw that Han Cheng insisted on refusing to go back, they had no choice but to agree with relief and distress.

Han Xiao was afraid that these grass strangles would hurt Han Cheng's hands, so he gave the hoe to Han Cheng and bent down to pull the weeds.

Han Cheng did it when he was a child, but the hoe he used at that time was very different from the hoe at this time.

At this time, the hoe seemed very bulky, and it was not easy to grasp it when he started it, and after hoeing more than ten wheat seedlings in a row, Han Cheng sniffed, returned the hoe to Han Xiao, and then pulled the grass with his hands.

Otherwise, if this trend continues, there will be almost as many wheat seedlings hoeed to death by yourself in half a day as there is grass.

Another reason why hoeing is not good is that the wheat in the field is not like the seeding machine of later generations, which is extremely neat in rows, but stands in a disorderly and sparse manner, and looks like seeds sown by hand.

The Han family has a lot of fields, just here in the north of the village, there is a large piece of land, Han Cheng asked Han Xiao's family, and learned that this field is as much as forty acres!

In addition to this piece of land, the Han family has twenty acres of land to the south of the village.

Some of the land there is planted with mulberry trees, and even more is planted with hemp.

In other words, the Han family has a total of 60 acres of land.

According to the regulations of the land grant system during the period of Emperor Wen of Sui, men were given 18 acres, 80 acres of land, 40 acres of women, and 20 acres of mulberry fields.

According to such regulations, Han Cheng, the cheap father who went out to serve and had no news, plus Han Xiao's family, the two of them could divide the land for 140 acres.

Of course, the regulations are like this, and many localities are unable to fully allocate the land.

In some places where there are many people and little land, an adult man can only get 20 acres of land, and women just don't share it.

This large area in the north of the village is the best land in the whole Qingque Village, there is a small river flowing through the north of the land, and there is a big road in the south, whether it is to get some water for irrigation, or to harvest and transport mature grain, it is very convenient.

However, this so-called good land in Han Xiao's mouth, in Han Cheng's opinion, is not even as good as the hill slope land he saw in later generations.

Because the wheat growing here is not strong at all, not only does it grow sparsely, but it is not very tall, and the leaves are still a little yellow, and the grass in the ground is not only abundant, but also strong, and almost all of them have to 'eat' the wheat seedlings.

In the hill slope land that Han Cheng saw in later generations, the wheat growing on it also far exceeded these.

Chemical fertilizers and pesticides, two things that have been complained about a lot, are really indispensable in improving grain production.

Of course, there are also good breeds, and the people who breed them.

"Mother, whose land is here? The wheat is growing well! ”

After Han Cheng pulled the weeds all the way to the east end of his field, he pointed to the land on the east side of the 'Dishan Valley' that was used as a boundary and asked Han Xiao.

Although the wheat growing on this field is far inferior to the wheat field that Han Cheng saw in later generations, compared with the wheat field of the Han family, it immediately became excellent.

"The head of Chen's family in Chenjia Village in the east."

Han Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed slightly and said, mentioning this Chen Lichang, Han Xiao felt a heavy heart.

"They have hired workers at home, there are many cattle and horses, the soil is deep, the service is good, the growth of wheat is naturally good, our grandfather will ...... after serving"

Han Xiao's voice weakened when he said this, and he stopped talking, but Han Cheng had already understood what Han Xiao meant.

Farming is a hard work, women don't have an advantage in this, after the father who has never met serves in the service, there are only three people left in the family, Han Xiao and Han Cheng's little girl, the little girl is too small, Han Cheng's predecessor is too mischievous, all the work is basically pressed on Han Xiao alone, in this case, so much land, how can she take care of it alone?

"Mother, why is there so much field in this Chen Li Chang's family?"

Han Cheng stood on the edge of the field and looked to the east, and found that the fields on the east side of his field were basically connected, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance, there must be hundreds of acres!

After this sentence came out, Han Chengcheng knew that he had asked a particularly stupid question, as a lieutenant chief, isn't it normal to have more land at home? Less land is unconscionable......

It's so tiring to farm!

This is the most real feeling that Han Cheng got after pulling out the grass for a long time.

If he heard any guy say that he liked a leisurely pastoral life at this time, Han Cheng would definitely pull him to his family's wheat field and pull the grass for three days first, so that he could have a good look at whether the pastoral life was leisurely......

"Xiaocheng, mother, let's cook, you've been tired for a long time."

After returning home, Han Cheng After Han Cheng washed up a little, he began to cook, and he ate a lot of fish soup at noon, but after half a day's work, it had already been digested.

And there is no bun at home, and eating only fish soup always makes him feel that he can't eat enough.

Han Xiao felt sorry for his son, and after washing his hands, he wanted to come over to take over Han Cheng's work.

Han Cheng didn't agree, on the one hand, Han Xiao's busy day was more ruthless than Han Cheng's, and on the other hand, Han Xiao's and Han Xing's craftsmanship Han Cheng had already experienced in the past two days, which was really a little cruel.

"Mother, let the little brother do it, it just so happens that I can also learn how to make fish soup."

Han Xing, who was chopping firewood there with an axe, also smiled and helped.

Han Xing is also a tired life, she can't be idle at her mother-in-law's house, and when she returns to her parents' house, she can't be idle either, always thinking about doing more work in a limited time, so as to replace Han Xiao's family a lot.

The heavy work of chopping wood and carrying water is even more single-handed.

Han Xiao heard Han Xing say this, and then thought about the taste of the fish soup he ate at noon, and felt that he didn't have the ability to make it, so he had no choice but to let Han Cheng's cooking matter.

She was not idle, but found a small clay pot, put herbs in it, and began to boil the medicine there.

Seeing Han Xiao boiling medicine there, Han Cheng's face turned green, the taste of this medicine was too unpalatable!

"Mother, I'm all right, why do I still boil medicine?"

"You are seriously ill this time, you need to be more stable, this is what Zhang Langzhong explained."

On this issue, Han Xiao did not back down at all.

"Little girl, you send these fish to your eldest brother's house."

After lighting the fire, Han Xiao took out five or six fish and put them in another clay pot and said to the little girl who was ready to burn the fire when she saw that Han Cheng was going to cook.

Thinking about Luo Dawa's large amount of food, Han Xiao took out two more and put them in the clay pot.

The little girl was in a hurry to make the same delicious fish soup as delicious as at noon with Han Cheng, so she quickly got up and picked up the clay pot containing the fish, ran out of the courtyard gate all the way, and ran back with the empty clay pot after a while.

As soon as the tile basin was placed on the ground, he came to the stove again, just waiting for Han Cheng's order, and then began to burn the fire......