A corner of the hill was fenced with a protective net.

At the foot of the mountain is a paddy field, in which the rice is sparsely scattered, and the seedlings that have just been inserted have begun to pull their leaves, thin and low, not at all the tall and robust appearance of the rice grown in the nutrient solution.

Above the paddy field is a dry field with equally malnourished corn, potatoes and small greens.

Sang Yu, wearing a small pink dress, walked on the hillside with a small basket.

This skirt was given to her by Jolia when she wore it out.

It's also very beautiful, and it can be seen that it is a good B-pole fabric, which is very suitable for children.

Jolia loves skirts and buys two new ones every summer. The ones that were small were taken away by her sister-in-law's sister, and she secretly hid this skirt for Sang Yu.

"Brother, you wait for me."

Sang Yu's skirt fluttered, and a white kitten followed closely behind her, well-behaved and cute.

Meng Qinghu looked back at his sister, turned around and walked back: "I told you not to come out, you have to come out, and you are not allowed to cry when you get tanned." ”

"I'll just cry."

The little girl was used to talking back to her brother, and after speaking, she felt very embarrassed and laughed: "Brother, I don't cry, you wait for me." ”

Meng Qinghu stretched out his hand to take the basket in the little girl's hand: "I pulled you, be careful of falling." ”

"Brother, I'm going to help grandpa weed."

"Hmm."

"Brother, I want to eat beans."

Meng Qinghu helplessly reached out and took out a box from his pocket, counted a few grains and handed them to his sister: "I can only eat five grains, and if I finish eating, I have to keep my grandfather's beans as seeds." ”

"Okay."

Sang Yu put the fried four soybeans into a transparent box and stuffed them into the front pocket of her skirt. She would leave two grains for Jing Zhan every time, and Jing Zhan went out with the Self-Defense Forces to collect discarded materials today.

Sang Yu put the remaining one in his mouth and bit it.

The fragrance of soybeans spreads in the mouth with a slight smell of beans, which is the unique taste of beans. Beans bought in food stores, all food is one taste, that is, tasteless, only full.

Meng Qinghu glanced at Sang Yu, who was looking around, and shook his head helplessly.

My sister is good at everything, but she is greedy, and she likes to eat what her grandfather grows the most. But grandpa planted very few things, and he had to keep the seeds, so he could only pick those that were not full for her to eat.

More and more mutated species are growing, and several of the twelve small towns on the side of the mountain have been affected. The SDF can only merge the survivors of other towns into towns with large populations and relatively better defenses.

Now they are a small town in eight districts, and the population has increased rather than less.

Jing Zhan would drive every once in a while and follow the Self-Defense Forces to clean up the towns that were no longer inhabited. The Self-Defense Forces went to clean up the naked corpses, animals and people, and Jing Zhan went to dismantle the protective devices, because Grandpa needed them.

Even if these things are not dismantled, the Self-Defense Forces do not want them, and their manpower and time are not allowed to do such things that do not outweigh the losses. Jing Zhan followed them to dismantle those useful defensive equipment, which was not a burden to them, but a favor to them.

When they went to other towns to clean up, they would call Jing Zhan, and when time permitted, they would reach out and help him take the things he dismantled back to the hill along the way.

Grandpa Meng shrouded the hill behind Area 8 into a protective shield little by little, and when the mutated animals came, he was able to resist their trampling on the animals and plants on the hill.

Anyone who knew Lao Meng knew that this old man lived in the mountains with his wife and grandchildren just to grow grain, vegetables and fruits.

The people of the Self-Defense Forces admired Lao Meng's behavior very much. Only they know that times have changed, and even if there is enough food to fill the stomach, it will not satisfy people's appetites.

Eating is just to not be hungry, not a pleasure.

Many of them have tasted the food that Lao Meng grows, such as sometimes a grain of fried soybeans, or a grain of popcorn, or a tiny rice ball.

Only in Lao Meng's food can they taste a little bit of the fragrance of the food mentioned in the book. Beans have the flavor of beans, corn has the flavor of corn, and rice has the flavor of rice.

And these tastes are not seen in their food, and the food they eat is the same and has only one taste. If you want to be delicious, add a variety of industrial spices, and although these seasonings will dilute all kinds of deliciousness, they are not good for the body.

The most important thing for the people of the Self-Defense Forces is to have a strong body, and they can't just satisfy their appetites and ignore their bodies like those moths in the city.

They are enough defenders of the times, and heroes of this era.

Except for the members of the Self-Defense Forces, very few people can understand his behavior, and many more people cast mocking glances. Vegetables and fruits are cheap in the grain stores, and the food delivered from the city every year does not cost at all. I struggled to plant it myself, and I simply had nothing to do.

What people prefer to do is to walk in the square and play chess, or square dance and read books.

Paper publications are the most expensive thing in the world, and they are also people's spiritual food. You can see a different world from the present, a world like the Garden of Eden.

Self-sufficient, well-fed. Everywhere is green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers. At that time, there were many kinds of animals and plants, and many of them were edible, whether they were animals or plants, rather than the mutated monsters that would eat and hurt people now.

Sang Yu chewed the soybeans in her mouth very economically, she first moistened the shriveled soybeans in her mouth with saliva, and then chewed them slowly, chewing little by little. A small yellow bean, she can chew for a long time. Three small yellow beans were enough for her to chew happily for a day, and she could keep two for Jing Zhan, although Jing Zhan still saved her in the end.

This is the beans grown by my grandfather, and they are a delicacy that other friends have never eaten.

Sang Yu likes to go to the town, where there is a simulated botanical and botanical garden, and there are many friends. Most of the time she was conflicted, wanting to go to the town to play with the children, but she was afraid that they would chase her to eat her soybeans, corn or rice grains.

Meng Qinghu carefully held his sister's hand, afraid that she would fall. Girls are squeamish, but in Meng Qinghu's heart, her sister Sang Yu should be squeamish at all.

Sang Yu played alone for a while, and walked towards a wasteland on the side of the mountain.

It was the place where Grandpa had just put on the protective shield, and there was a field underneath, and the slope was full of weeds and wild trees, which had not yet had time to be cultivated to grow crops.

Sang Yu crouched down to distinguish the weeds on the slope one by one, she liked the game very much, if only she could find one or two species that she had disappeared, so that her grandfather would definitely ask her brother to reward her with more fried soybeans or popcorn.

This is beef tendon grass, and it is very difficult to pull out. This is a small fluffy grass, which grows and is very annoying. It's plantain, here's ...... Sang Yu's hand touched a young sapling, and she looked and looked and touched and touched in confusion. Yellowish-brown trunk, with rounded and slightly angular branches, spiny apex, smooth and glabrous.

Sang Yu stood up and looked at his grandfather and brother who were pulling weeds in the field not far away. Reach out and untie the bow on your braids and gently pin them to the weeds next to the tree.

She was going to tell her grandfather that she had found a new sapling, the pomegranate tree, which she had read in an encyclopedia of knowledge.

This is the third fruit tree found in mulberry elm.

There is grain, there are vegetables, there are fruit trees, there are seeds.

All this indicates that the days will get better and better, and there will be harvest, that is, there is hope.

From the time Sang Yu could walk, her cat ears could slowly be hidden. The grandparents told her not to show her different ears in front of others.

She always remembered that Sang Yu was a beautiful and cute little girl in the eyes of others.

Her favorite thing to do is to follow her grandfather down to the field to pull weeds, or just sit in front of the screen in the house and turn through pages and pages of knowledge encyclopedia.

She knows more animals and plants than Meng Qinghu, more than her grandparents, and more than most people.

The first time was when he was three years old, Sang Yu found a walnut tree, just in the back mountain. Now the back mountain has been shielded by the uncles of the Self-Defense Forces, who say that when the walnuts grow up, they will turn into a walnut forest.

Walnuts are a good thing to keep your brain up.

The second time, she followed Jing Zhan to another town to remove the protective device, and Chen Ruoyu, the captain of the Self-Defense Forces, liked this cute little girl very much, she followed Captain Chen around the town, and then she found a small grape seedling that had just grown.

The seedlings were brought back by a group of uncles who dug up a large piece of soil like a baby, and she remembered at the time that a very small seedling had been dug into a hole almost the size of a house.

Now the vine is at the foot of the mountain, and it is being taken care of by my grandfather, and he has already started to climb the vine.

Grandpa said that he would be able to start bearing fruit this year. However, Sang Yu knew that it would take several years to eat grapes. In both years, Grandpa would pinch off the blooming grape blossoms to prevent them from bearing fruit, so that it would grow stronger. When the fruit hangs, you can leave the seeds and branch cuttings.

Soon, Grandpa and Grandma came over and cleared all the weeds and trees around the pomegranate tree, and Grandpa would take care of them carefully. Sunshine, rain and dew are all needed for plants and food.

Grandpa thinks that Sang Yu is a little lucky star, and he wants to take her to a farther place to find out if there are any plants or animals left. But Sang Yu is too young, and he is already old.

In this world, too many animals and plants have disappeared. He didn't know where the three seedlings he found came from, maybe there had been such a plant in the place where it was born, and how many years later, it finally had the right temperature to revive them.

And Grandpa Meng believes that this may be the seed brought back by birds or beasts from somewhere else. They eat the fruit, and the seeds are excreted on the ground by them at will, taking root and germinating.

If so, then there must be a green soil with such plants and animals.

This autumn, the harvest in the field was not much better than in previous years, but Grandpa Meng was very relieved, he left more and more seeds, and Sangyu also found three fruit trees that he thought did not exist.

Grandpa spread out the wheat seeds to dry, and when the rice is ripe and harvested, the wheat can be planted in mid-October.

The wheat seed was also discovered by Jing Zhan in the wild, and he guarded it in the wild for a week for the sake of these wheat seedlings when they were about to mature. Prevent birds and rats from stealing food, and wait until they are sure to be ripe before taking them off.

This is the first time I planted it, and I don't know if it will be successful.