She began to survey her surroundings.

The house behind him was halfway down a small dirt slope less than 30 meters high, and behind the dirt slope was a continuous stream of reckless mountains.

A stream three or four meters wide came from deep in the mountains with a light step, with a clattering sound, happily bypassing the bottom of the slope on the right side of the house, and then converging with another stream that flowed out of the village, forming a gentle stream that meandered through the doorway.

On the other side of the river is a large road that starts from the village on the right and stretches infinitely to the left over a field to the town.

The village is nearly 20 miles from Linfeng Town, which is about 10 kilometers. It's all a flat river, and there are some other villages along the way.

The village is in the middle of the remaining veins of the two mountains, like a mountain stretching out its two hands, holding this village of dozens of households in its arms.

The terrain of Bujia Village is very good, warm in winter and cool in summer, this small mountain village is very quiet and beautiful at sunrise and sunset.

His own house, at the end of the left side, belongs to the head of the village. It is only ten zhang different from the tail end of the remaining vein on the right, like a door.

"Chunya, you have a good sunshine here, I'll go out for a while." Bu Ru accompanied Jiang Yi to bask in the sun for a while, then stood up, patted the clothes on his body and said.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have anything at home, and he can't sit here and bask in the sun, so he always has to find something to do.

"Okay, Brother Confucian, you can go." Here, there are relatively few names for Xianggong Langjun, and they are generally called by name plus brother or something.

Bu Ru nodded, went out of the courtyard, went down two or three meters on the path in front of the house, and then stepped on a creaky bamboo bridge, walked to the opposite road, and walked to the right towards the village.

After a while, Jiang Zhen picked up a blue washed clothes on the bank of the creek and walked up.

"Brother, are you cold?"

"It's not cold, the river is warm, hehe." He walked to a bamboo pole on the edge of the flat ground in front of the door and hung his clothes one by one.

Under the sun, the moisture of the clothes rises, and it looks very good.

Dry the clothes, Jiang Yi said; "Brother, let's go to the back mountain together, okay?"

According to the current situation, the food for this family in the winter is not enough, and most of the jars containing chaff are left, which is only about twenty or thirty catties.

The gang containing rice is only a small half tank, which is about more than 20 catties, and the density of rice is much greater than that of bran.

Even if you save money, this bit of food is difficult to support the three of them to eat until the New Year.

She is no longer the spring bud she used to be, and now she has to quickly familiarize herself with everything here, and look around and come up with a way to get the three of them through the current level.

So it's a must to go and see.

"Okay sister, I'll bring you some clothes." He ran into the house, took a coat and handed it over.

Although it was warmer today, she didn't dare to hold it up, so she put her clothes over her shoulders and began to walk to the right side of the house.

After three days of rest, the young man recovered quickly, although he still looked weak and his steps were a little vain, but there was no problem in walking.

Jiang Zhen casually handed over a stick and asked her to walk on crutches, so that she didn't have to have too much difficulty to walk.

Then he carried a bamboo basket on his own and followed behind.

More than ten meters away on the right side of the house, there is a low-lying land of about more than one acre, which is next to the stream, and there is a natural embankment two or three meters wide in the middle, and a big mouth is missing.

Now in early winter, there is still some water in the center of the low-lying land, and there is a large ** exposed dark soil at the bottom of the pond around.

Probably because of the moisture, some weeds and some wild vegetables grow on the side of the soil, which are new and tender, and they are very comfortable to look at.

This dark soil is very fertile, and if it is used to grow rice, it will definitely grow well.

It's a pity that when there is a flood in the spring, this place is blistered, and there is no way to grow anything.

If it is used to plant some lotus roots next year, it may be good, Jiang Yi thought silently in her heart.

Thinking as he walked, he walked across the trail to a yellow muddy field.

This yellow mud ground is in the middle of the puddle and the dirt slope behind the house, and at this time it is also a barren grass, and there are a few bean seedlings scattered on it, and the growth is really not flattering.

Jiang Yi remembered that in her rural home in her previous life, there were many fresh vegetables in one winter, such as lettuce, snow peas, and oily wheat vegetables.

Vegetables can be grown in the winter in the south.

In later generations, such land was generally used to grow peanuts, sweet potatoes and the like.

But she thought about it, and in Jiang Chunya's memory, there didn't seem to be any memory about sweet potatoes.

"Brother, have you ever eaten a sweet potato?" Jiang Yi asked tentatively

Jiang Zhen asked suspiciously; "What is a sweet potato?"

"It's sweet potatoes, with red skin and white skin, crunchy and sweet when eaten raw, and when cooked, it tastes like sugar, very sweet......"

Jiang Zhen's eyes lit up; "Is there really anything so delicious? I haven't eaten it. ”

Looking at the expression, there is no doubt that he is a foodie.

Maybe there are no sweet potatoes in this world, maybe there are, but the name is different.

Let's take my time in the future.

The yellow soil is still relatively gentle, and it doesn't take much effort to walk here, but after walking for a while, I went up a small dirt slope in a slightly gentler place.

Not to mention the small dirt slope behind the house, which is about a mile in circumference, and the slope is flat.

The small trees on the slope are sparsely scattered, except for weeds and shrubs, and there is not a single mature tree, just a pile of lush large water bamboos seems to have some use.

Jiang Zhen picked up the bamboo shell next to the bamboo pile, which was very convenient for starting a fire.

Seeing this, Jiang Yi was a little disappointed, so far, she didn't find anything that had economic value or could help the three of them survive this winter.

The two stayed on the hillside for a while, Jiang Zhen picked up a basket of bamboo shells, and walked back together.

To their slight surprise, they found a pheasant nest in a bush with five eggs lying in it.

This is a good thing, although there is no oil at home, you can't fry it to eat, but it tastes very good to make an egg custard.

When the two siblings returned to the house, Jiang Zhen carried the basket into the outhouse and placed it next to the stove.

After coming out, he saw his sister sitting on the stool in a daze, looking at the field in the distance, he obviously felt that his sister was worried, but he didn't know what to say to comfort his sister, because he didn't even know what his sister was worried about.

So he sat down beside him, and sat quietly with him for a while, and suddenly stood up and pointed to the middle of the low-lying land, where there was still a shallow puddle; "Sister, look inside the pit, there seem to be fish."

Jiang Yi looked along her fingers, and sure enough, she saw that there were water ripples stirring in the small puddle, rippling slightly in the sun, flashing with waves.

"yes, it looks like there are fish."

Seeing her sister talking, Jiang Zhen was even happier and said; "Shall we go catch fish?"

Now that there is a shortage of food at home, it would be good if you could catch a few fish to improve your diet, so Jiang Yi nodded fiercely.

"Oh~ catch the fish!" Seeing her sister nodding, Jiang Zhen cheered, hurriedly entered the house, came out with a wooden bucket in his right hand, grabbed a dustpan made of bamboo with his left hand, and jumped off the low-lying ground with agility.

"Sister, come down quickly!" He shouted back excitedly, dropped the barrel and dustpan, and began to pull up his trousers.