Both Sang Yuan and Xi Shao had seen him, but felt that he was too quiet. However, his farm work was better than Zhao Hu's, which made Sang Yuan pay more attention to him, and let him into the yard to help him plant those seeds together.

The originally empty backyard, after a month of farming, began to grow a small cluster of buds in the land reclaimed by Sang Dazhi.

Every piece of land was planted by Sang Yuan according to the planting method he designed in his previous life, although it was only a simple experimental field, he believed that he would always be able to grow high-yield crops.

There are several water tanks hewn out of stone in the ground, and plastic pipes are inserted at the bottom, so that as long as they are filled with water, they can flow into the designated ground.

Because there is no good way to connect the hanging bottle tube with the plastic pipe, Sangyuan still uses a small hole in the plastic pipe. It was completely worth it for him to manually check the water situation.

"How did you come up with this approach? It's so convenient! As the second child in the village who can enter Xi Shao's yard, Mo Wen saw that set of irrigation equipment and admired it sincerely.

"Where's the convenience? You also need to check where the water is not coming out, if it is placed outside in the field, it is much more troublesome than watering directly! Xi Shao looked at this device that was not called drip irrigation at all, and felt that he was wrong to suspect Sang Yuan before.

This is simply the naïve idea of a child!

"However, this does cancel a lot of water!" Mo Wen started helping his family with farm work very early, and he knows more about the amount of water needed for a piece of land than Xi Shao.

"Anyway, if you can use it!" Sang Yuan ended their conversation while recording his experimental data in a small notebook.

"You're recording growth?" Xi Shao looked at the simple record he wrote, and couldn't understand what he wrote at all.

In order not to make people suspicious, Sang Yuan created a set of recording methods, just like a diary written by a child. At this time, listening to Xi Shao's question, he nodded and answered.

"Are you drawing or recording?" Mo Wen was more interested, but when he saw what he wrote, he couldn't understand it more than Xi Shao.

"This is rice, this sweet potato, this little cabbage......" Sang Yuan explained very seriously, and several other people were dizzy when he heard it, so he hurriedly asked him to stop.

Sang Yuan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said so much to a few children, but he really couldn't understand it!

However, this also made it easier for him to do his own research, so he didn't pay attention to it.

The world in the small courtyard is harmonious, but life in the village is not easy.

The first crops planted in the spring were already in decline because they were not moistened by the spring rains. The two wells in the village kept fetching water, and everyone used a drop of water as a basin of water, but it still couldn't solve the drying up of the fields.

"Village chief, there has been no heavy snow during the Chinese New Year this year, and there has been no rain at the beginning of spring, and it is about to enter April, what should I do if it starts to heat up later?"

Everyone in the village was anxious, but there was nothing they could do. The water from those two wells simply cannot meet all the irrigation problems of heaven and earth.

"What can I do? I can only focus on taking care of the land that has not yet dried, and I can collect a little bit! "Zhao Liguo has been busy these days, and he has delivered reports to the county several times. It turned out that it was the same in all villages, and there was no way for the county to solve it.

In an instant, he understood that there was a real drought.

"Village chief, didn't Sang Daodao and his two brothers go out to find work again? Guarding this dry land, it's better to go and eat! ”

"Village chief, you inquire with the Xi family in the city and ask them to help!"

Some people's homes are finished with their fields, and they can't help but think of other ideas.

"I won't stop you from going out to find trouble! As for asking the Xi family for help, why should they help us? We have grown the food, and now we have no food to eat, so can the people in their city have extra food? If you can't grow food, can you give you money to eat? Zhao Liguo felt that they were whimsical.

They didn't get to the point of having no harvest, and they all wanted to get something for nothing!

It's just that, having said that, will their grain last until the summer harvest?

The villagers failed to get a solution and left one by one. As farmers, as long as they have a bite to eat, they will not be willing to leave their land!

When Mo Wen heard about this at home, he told his parents about the things in Xi Shao's yard, hoping that they could adopt that watering method, at least so that Xia Harvest could have something to offer.

But when his parents heard that plastic pipes were going to be used to divert water, they rejected his plan. What is lacking now is water, and there is no more to waste for them. And the plastic pipe is bought with money, and their family is enough to shrink their clothes and diet so that he can go to school, where is the money to buy that kind of thing?

It's better to plant what can be planted and give up the rest, as Zhao Liguo said.

Zhao Hu also heard about the drought in the field, but he didn't tell Zhao Liguo about the thing that Sang Yuan and they bought. Because Sang Yuan said earlier, the current set of equipment he got is not suitable for large-scale application, and now, he can understand why it is not suitable.

Therefore, when Mo Wen and Zhao Hu went to work in Xi Shao's yard again, their expressions and appearances were completely different.

Sang Yuan was concentrating on studying the various crops in the field, but Xi Shao noticed that something was wrong with Mo Wen. Because it was a child, he asked the reason.

"You are not welcome in my family in the future!" Xi Shao pushed Mo Wen out of the door and glared at him domineeringly.

Mo Wen was just a child, and he didn't know the consequences of him divulging the secrets in this courtyard, and at this time, he was pushed out of the door by Xi Shao, and shouted angrily: "If you don't come, you won't come!" ”

Sang Yuan then remembered that it was now the second year of the three-year natural disaster, and when he saw that everything planted in the field was alive and well, he wanted to go out to see the situation in the village.

Xi Shao didn't want to go, but when he saw Sang Yuan going out, he followed with a blank eye.

As soon as I went out, the busy fields of the villagers I saw when I came back after the Lantern Festival should have been a green scene, but there were many wilts.

After digging for a long time in a field where crops were obviously withered, the soil below was as dry and hard as stones.

"Sang Yuan, this kind of land can't be saved with your kind of watering, so don't worry about it!" Xi Shao thought that after these two years, it would be fine if it rained, but he didn't know what would happen if the ground was dry for two years.

"The people in the village live on these fields, and if they don't care, they won't have anything to eat!" Sang Yuan didn't remember how he had come over in his previous life in the past three years, but since he had returned to this era, he didn't want to watch the people in the village suffer.

"What can you do without water?" Xi Shao hit him mercilessly.

"Didn't you say grow something drought-tolerant? Anyway, you can eat it, and you don't have to be rice! "It's not possible to solve the irrigation problem of the whole village, but it's always okay to change the plant, right? Sang Yuan saw those verdant mountains and made a decision in his heart.

asked Zhao Hu to invite Zhao Liguo, and he took Xi Shao back to the courtyard to find Sang Dazhi.

Hearing him say that he planted sweet potatoes at this time, Sang Dazhi felt a little inexplicable. They have a seed here, but it's not the main crop. Moreover, it is not at this time!

"Dad, sweet potato leaves can also be eaten, and you can fill your stomach when you grow them, why don't you plant them?" In those days, wild vegetables were mostly eaten, and sweet potato leaves were generally planted to feed livestock, and sweet potatoes were a favorite food for children. It can be eaten raw, cooked, or grilled. However, to change the farming customs of a place, Sang Yuan knew that it would take a bit of a speech.

"The sweet potatoes planted at this time, except for the long leaves, can't grow edible sweet potatoes!" The weather is already warm in April, even if you plant it now, it will be June when the germination leaves and flowers will bloom, and when the weather is hot, where can I receive sweet potatoes?

Sang Dazhi thought about it and felt that it was useless to waste time and effort, so it was better to take care of the crops that were planted now.

"Wouldn't it be enough to plant it in the mountains? The fields are dry, but the mountains are not dry! With those big trees, the sweet potatoes grown can also help the village survive for a while. Sang Yuan pointed to the mountain behind their yard.

Now it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, and the resources that can be used must be used well.

"That mountain ......" Sang Dazhi is a person who has read books after all, and he also knows that the temperature on the mountain is lower than that under the mountain, if he plants it now, maybe he can really catch up with the summer harvest. However, their village has always grown rice, and sweet potatoes are only planted in small quantities, so where are the seedlings that can be planted directly?

Seeing that he understood, Sang Yuan pulled him to the backyard, pointed to a piece of land with lush vine leaves, and said with a smile: "The seedlings of this land should be enough for one acre of land, right?" ”

"When did you plant it?" The crops in this backyard were all planted by Sang Dazhi with his help, but he didn't know that he also planted sweet potatoes. And he planted very little in every plot, how did it become so dense now?

When he saw the sprouted ground, he found that he didn't recognize what it was. But what is planted is seeds, and it is normal that he doesn't know them.

"Mo Wen's family grows sweet potatoes, Xi Shao likes to eat them, so we planted them, I didn't expect them to grow so well." Half-truths and half-truths, Sang Yuan didn't tell him that this was something he had thought about early on.

The reason why he let Mo Wen come in, in addition to his good farm work, is that their sweet potatoes are planted well. Therefore, he didn't care about Mo Wen telling his parents about their yard.

"That's really ......," Sang Dazhi didn't know what to say at all.

I thought they were having fun, but I didn't want to help a lot!

At this time, Zhao Liguo also rushed over, Sang Dazhi told him Sang Yuan's proposal, Zhao Liguo thought about it and went to find Mo Wen's parents.

After their discussion, they felt that it was really feasible, so Zhao Liguo went to gather the villagers. The villagers have no experience in growing sweet potatoes, but they can still open up the wasteland. Seeing that the land on the mountain was indeed not completely dry, my heart was filled with hope.

Under the experience and teaching of Mo Wen's parents, sweet potato seedlings were soon planted on one acre of land.

"If this is planted, the second half of the year will survive!" Mo Wen's parents estimated it and felt that if the sweet potatoes in this acre of land were really planted successfully, they would solve the problem of insufficient summer harvest.