Dashan is here, he's okay, Lin Shan and Baoshan are allergic, his face is bigger, Mingshan is the most powerful, more than the bubbles on Wen Han's body, it's so itchy that he can't even remember words, he wants to scratch but doesn't dare.

Knowing that there were fruit trees on the hillside yesterday, they could not go any further, so they followed the path in front of the hill to the west, prepared to cross the stream, and went down the valley.

Near the tofu workshop, I met Song Laosi. This is also a personal essence, he drove the donkey cart to the bottom of the mountain every day, fostered the donkey in front of Uncle Shi, and then went up the mountain, collected the mountain goods and returned, and then pulled his feet along the way to earn double money.

Song Laosi loves money like his life, if he accidentally falls on his foot, he must open his mouth widely, at least ten yuan, and the people in Linjin Town scold him a lot behind his back.

"Xiao Xiucai is also going to catch up with the mountain?" Knowing that the tofu workshop was the property of the Qian family, Song Laosi greeted Wen Han with a stammering face, he reluctantly climbed a cousin with Uncle Shi, and he didn't pay a penny every day, so that Uncle Shi helped feed the donkey, but at this moment, he was afraid that Wen Han and Wen Jin would not agree.

Wen Jin ignored him, Wen Han's face softened, and he reluctantly responded. Song Laosi came to Wen Han and was about to speak, when he suddenly shouted in surprise: "Oh, did you run into a lacquer tree?" ”

Several people stopped.

"Fourth, do you know this?"

"I know, I know, my brother ran into it a few years ago, much more powerful than Xiao Xiucai, and then I heard that digging some pen vegetables, rubbing them with salt, and applying them to the body can stop itching."

Mingshan couldn't wait to walk to Wen Han's side: "Xiao Xiucai, you go home to get salt, I'll pull out the pen vegetables." ”

Although the sun was not out and the light was not very good, the pen dishes were everywhere, and everyone looked down on the side of the road and soon found a large handful. At this time, it was very close to home, and Wen Han quickly brought salt. Dashan washed his hands in the stream, rubbed the pen vegetables with salt, and wiped the green paste on Mingshan's arms.

Mingshan screamed in pain, followed by a long sigh: "It's finally not itchy." ”

Dashan turned around and wanted to smear Wen Han.

"I'm coming!" Wen Jin ran over, "Uncle Dashan, you can help Uncle Mingshan." ”

Wen Han's fair face was full of red rashes and blisters, and Wen Jin carefully helped him apply grass paste, which made his face twitch in pain.

"Ah, that's it!" Wen Han also sighed, "The pain is better than the itch, and I can bear it." ”

Wen Jin didn't realize until the next day that the river beach in Weijia Bay could also be planted with sumac trees. The seeds of the lacquer tree can be used to extract oil, the seed husk can be used to refine wax, and the lacquer can also be harvested, and the economic value is comparable to that of growing crops.

She had originally thought of letting the people of Weijiawan plant trees, and her first idea was walnuts and chestnuts, but she had to give up this plan when she thought that these things were everywhere in the mountains and sold at a very low price in Shanyang County.

But the lacquer tree is different, many people don't know it, and no one wants to harvest it.

The people of Weijiawan can do characteristic management, specializing in the paint industry that no one does, and they should be able to break out a road of development.

The busy days passed quickly, and the autumn was coming to an end in a blink of an eye, Wei Chenglan finally came out of the mountain, he actually took his clansmen and crossed the second layer of mountain beams, although the danger was great, the harvest was also very good, and now, they were carrying a basket and carrying a basket to go out. He was very busy, so he just hurriedly said hello to his sister, glanced at his daughter-in-law, and left.

Throughout the autumn, Qian Xiancheng didn't go up the mountain, there were too many things at home, just the twenty acres of vegetables, hoeing the land made his back can't straighten up, and he has to help clean the pigsty and duck house.

Webster's upper is still being made, Ge is busy cooking, laundry, feeding pigs and ducks, cleaning duck eggs, marinating them in salt water, and Liang Gong and Liang Qing come back at night, they have to help their mother do what they can.

This Tianwen Jin and Wen Han still rushed to the mountain early, Qian Xiancheng and Uncle Shi cleaned the duck shed, saw that the vegetable field was a little dry, after breakfast, they took a shovel, opened the manure tank, and then lay on the waterwheel to catch up, and the water in the fish pond flowed into the vegetable field with a lot of force, he worked while thinking in his heart, Wen Jin and Wen Han, which one is smart, can understand the content of the book, there is just a picture, he has seen it many times, and he can't imagine what the waterwheel is like, How did these two come to terms with this?

Thinking about it, Qian Xiancheng's brain deserted, in front of him was the harvested land, except for a few vegetables planted, a large area was empty, obviously wanting to plant rice next year. The people of the village had gone to the mountain, and it was empty, but fortunately he could still hear the quacking of the ducks, and the piglets chasing and playing, humming and screaming, otherwise, there was not the slightest poetic feeling in this field, and it was unbearable to be lonely.

The pond behind him is still a little interesting, although there are only a few lotus flowers, and Wen Jin is broken, but one by one the green leaves, pavilions are like covers, swaying in the autumn wind, and they are also very beautiful, but unfortunately he can't turn his head.

"These two children, what do you think, lotus seeds can also grow seedlings." Qian Xiancheng muttered to himself for a while and got off the water wheel. When a field was filled with water, he blocked the inlet, shoveled away the second field, and then climbed onto the waterwheel and began to drive water.

The green water slowly flowed forward, along the canal, into the square-like field, Qian Xiancheng couldn't help laughing, the more he dried, the more interesting he felt, the sun sweated on his face, and he didn't feel hot.

"Uncle Qian, why don't you wear a hat, even if it's not hot, you can't be so hard in the sun." When Uncle Shi saw Qian Xiancheng, he went into the house and walked over with a bamboo hat, raised his arm and handed it over.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi." Qian Xiancheng took the hat and put it on, and kept driving water under his feet, his favorite job, although the first time he drove water, he was tired and had a sore back for several days.

A donkey cart came in the distance, the sound of hooves was audible, Qian Xiancheng looked up, the sun was shining, it was very dazzling, he had to bow his head and continue to drive.

The people over there are also looking here: "Hey, it seems that the one who watered the ground is the second child." "It turned out to be Qian Jiao's who spoke.

"How is that possible?" In Qian Xiangui's consciousness, Qian Xiancheng couldn't do anything other than read some books and barely be able to write and calculate.

"It looks like it."

Qian Xiangui narrowed his eyes, just as Qian Xiancheng raised his head and looked here, not to mention, it really was.

Qian Xiangui drove the donkey cart to the edge of the Qian family's pond: "Xiancheng-"

"Hey! Eldest brother! Qian Xiancheng got out of the water wheel, "Wait a minute, I'll be fine right away." "He took a shovel and went to the ground, shoveled the soil, blocked the water inlet of the second field, and opened the water inlet of the third field, and then hurried to the edge of the field." Why is Big Brother here? Let's go, go home. ”