After solving the rumors, Zihan's mood became inexplicably relaxed.

After coming down from Ping'er Terrace that afternoon, Gu Shaoting, who was in a good mood, led Zihan, Zhao Wenqing and Liu Shengqiang to a place called Chuanhoutou.

The so-called back of Sichuan originally meant the back of Baichuan Village.

This boundary is located to the west of Baichuan Village, separated from Baichuan Village by a rolling mountain depression.

When he came to the back of Chuan, Zihan's eyes couldn't help but start shining.

There are about 200 acres of fields in the back of Sichuan, and the wheat in the fields has now been harvested, most of the fields are planted with secondary crops, and some fields are planted with alfalfa grass that can be harvested and dried for winter livestock feed.

Zihan's eyes did not look at the fields, but at the thick fruit trees growing in the fields or on the ridges.

If she is not mistaken, the trees on this should be winter pears, winter pears and Sydney pears have similar properties, but they are good things to moisten the lungs and relieve cough.

Although the fruit on the tree is still green, it seems that there is not much time left for them to ripen.

"Shaoting, is this fruit delicious?"

Following Gu Shaoting step by step towards her family's field, Zihan's eyes also looked carefully at the surrounding trees.

The fruit is very large, the skin is a little rough, and the branches are thick and branched, which is a good phenomenon!

"It's not tasty, it chews like firewood."

Gu Shaoting pursed her lips and pointed to a tree next to her, "Look at the tree, if it's delicious, the children in the village will have eaten almost early." ”

"Then what do you do with these fruits every year, is it delicious when they are ripe?"

Zihan secretly laughed in his heart, like firewood, at the end of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the harvest must be indispensable.

"It's a little sweeter when it's cooked, but when you chew it, it's like sand in your mouth."

"Isn't it a pity that there are so many fruits?"

"In addition to freezing some of the fruits and squeezing out water in the wax moon to quench their hunger, everyone else has also boiled and fed the pigs."

Got the pigs? Tyrannical creatures!

Zihan couldn't help but wail in her heart, but she was also happier in her heart.

Gu Shaoting led everyone along a road that could accommodate frame cars all the way to the west, and when they reached a fork in the middle, they turned right and headed north.

After walking about 200 meters, I arrived at the plot of Gu Shaoting's house.

The four plots of land should add up to about one acre and five points of land, counting the pear tree in the middle of the land, Gu Shaoting's family has a total of ten pear trees.

Because the branches of the pear trees are scattered, the sunlight in the four fields should not be very sufficient.

As soon as they heard that Gu Shaoting's house was in the field, Zhao Wenqing and Liu Shengqiang found a pear tree and climbed it alone.

"Climb up to the top, pick the smaller, whitish ones, and maybe you can eat them."

Gu Shaoting instructed the two of them while squatting down and looking at the cultivated soil.

"Shaoting, have you planted two crops in these fields?"

Zihan also squatted down curiously to study the soil.

"No, carrots and white radishes were originally to be planted here, which could be used to feed pigs in winter, but my father was sick, and my mother couldn't take care of it."

The soil in this field is not like the sandy loam on the pingertai, but more like red loam, and it is very moist.

Zihan looked up at the dense winter pears on the tree, and knew it in his heart.

There should be a water source nearby, which is why the soil is so humid and the pear trees are very lush.