Tian Fengming told the matter of planting flowers with ginger again.

The crowd was amazed.

"That flower is actually edible food? It's also amazing. ”

"The yield of flower seeds is very high, I see that the Tian family has collected more than 20 sacks on that hillside?"

At this time, the villagers who didn't care looked at Tian Fengming with jealousy and a little dissatisfaction.

Tian Qingming has been following Tian Fengming's side, although he didn't say a word, he was also observing carefully, and he was a little disdainful of everyone's reaction, and his mouth was curled.

Tian Fengming was different, as if he hadn't seen everyone's reaction, he still looked friendly and smiled, "This grain was planted by my two daughters with hard work, this belongs to the Tian family, and my Tian family didn't want to keep it private."

The reason why we only sent the most difficult ones this time is because we plan to plant this new grain in the village next year.

We are farmers, the land is here, and the roots are here. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and only when everyone is good is really good. ”

Tian Fengming's words are frank and straightforward, but they are also kind.

Everyone who was suspicious of the Tian family before flashed surprise in their eyes, and at the same time they were ashamed, their heads were slightly lowered, and they didn't dare to look directly at Tian Fengming.

Tian Fuguang, the village chief on the side, smiled and nodded with satisfaction, very pleased. But then, he frowned again, a little worried.

This Tian family kid is so good, will it affect his son to take over the position of village head!

Tian Fuguang's mood was mixed, and it was difficult for outsiders to understand the taste.

Then, Tian Fengming threw out a bigger surprise, "Next year, we will teach you new grain planting methods." Sweet potato yields are indeed much higher than other existing crops, and they are more drought tolerant. I hope everyone will have enough to eat next year. ”

The atmosphere of the scene once again pushed to another climax.

The guilt in everyone's hearts deepened, and this shame made people feel a little embarrassed.

A middle-aged man of the same grade as Tian Fuguang looked up at Tian Fengming, hope flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little, "Fengming! So sweet potatoes really have such a large yield per mu, can we eat enough? ”

"Uncle Futai, the yield per mu of this sweet potato is at least twice that of rice and wheat. We've seen it with our own eyes, and we've grown a lot. There are many chubby sweet potatoes hanging on a vine. Sun Guiyuan replied.

"Yes! If we can really grow this sweet potato, we won't have to worry about it in the future. ”

Everyone was very excited, and their faces were ruddy and healthy.

A cold wind blew, his body trembled slightly, and goosebumps rose under his old cotton clothes, but he couldn't stop this joyful mood.

After a while, the cold wind became even worse, and Tian Fuguang told everyone to disperse.

When leaving, the villagers talked in a low voice, and the joy in the words could not be hidden and leaked out.

Tian Fengming looked at everyone's hopeful looks, the corners of his lips hooked, and he smiled.

It's really nice to be able to bring hope to others while achieving your own goals.

Tian Qingming also felt satisfaction and happiness that he had never felt before.

It's a strange feeling, because it turns out that giving is sometimes a pleasure. This kind of giving is different from giving for the family, and it is more of a sense of gain, identity and self-affirmation.

Tian Fengming looked at the side, and he also had a smile on the corner of his mouth. He felt that at this moment, something seemed to have changed.

"Let's go! Go home. Tian Fengming patted his younger brother on the shoulder, turned around and walked in the direction of home.

Tian Qingming hurriedly stepped up to follow, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Tian Fengming, "Brother, do you say that everyone in our village will really be able to eat well in the future?" Will everyone be fed? ”

Tian Fengming shook his head, "We can't do it, let everyone be full, but we can make the people around us and those we know well fed." ”

Tian Fengming doesn't have such a big heart, he still has his own small family to protect, but he will lend a helping hand when he can.

Tian Qingming thought for a while, and then he was no longer entangled, he just followed his eldest brother.

When the two returned to the yard, Xi Jiang was patting a handful of snow on the snowman, who had a big wooden barrel on his head.

Tian Cheng and Wang were at the door of the kitchen, sewing and mending the coarse cloth clothes in their hands, while Li was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Hearing the "squeak" sound of the wooden fence in the yard, Xi Jiang turned his head and showed a big smile, "Daddy, uncle, come and see me build a snowman." ”

Tian Fengming walked quickly to Xi Jiang's side, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xi Jiang's hair that was no longer yellow, his eyes were a lot softer, and he said lovingly: "Is this the snowman that the apricots are piled up?" ”

"Hmm!" As he spoke, Xi Jiang straightened out the wooden barrel on the snowman's head and the tattered sack on his body, "This is a helmet, this is armor, and there is still a weapon missing?" ”

Xi Jiang made a thinking appearance, and in an instant he had a good idea, went to the house, took out the sickle, and stuck it in the snowman's arm.

"Now it's okay, there's everything." Xi Jiang smiled with satisfaction, and there was no trace of the corner of his eye, and he swept Tian Fengming.

Cheap Dad, I hinted so obviously, you should have noticed that something was wrong!

Not to mention Tian Fengming, even Tian Qingming found out that something was wrong.

"Apricot, why are you putting armor and weapons on the snowman?" Tian Fengming was puzzled.