After listening to Fan Junfeng's words, the village chief paced in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Fan Junfeng looked at the village chief's face, his face was very heavy, and his heart suddenly beat the drum, could it be that his suggestion was wrong?

"What you said is true? Can you really eat it as food? If so, then your old Fan family is a great benefactor of our village. ”

"Village chief, what kind of person I, Fan Junfeng, am in the village, the village chief also knows, not to mention that I have no reason to deceive the village chief. ”

The village chief thinks about it, after all, this matter is not nonsense.

"Well, I'll go to the mountains with you now, and I'll taste it when I come back, and if it's really okay to eat, I'll tell the villagers in the afternoon, after all, it's a good thing." The village chief hesitated and decided to try it himself, Fan Junfeng was talking about it, and the mullet was still not at ease.

Fan Junfeng didn't have any opinions, he told the village chief about the matter, and he was right about his conscience.

The village chief took out a bamboo building from the corner, shook off the dust inside, and carried it behind him, shouting to his mother-in-law in the house, without waiting for his mother-in-law to reply, and led Fan Junfeng away.

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Yuqi and the group of people behind him arrived at the place where they dug sweet potatoes yesterday, and the sweet potato seedlings that were pulled out on the ground were wilted and wilted, and there was no vitality to say, on the contrary, the sweet potato seedlings that were not pulled out were still growing quietly in place, the leaves were green and straight, and the city was exceptionally good-looking.

Fan Junliang looked at the familiar seedlings and patted his forehead, this thing can be eaten for a long time, and there is a large area on the mountain behind him, and he doesn't know it.

"That's what you're talking about, niece. ”

He is not the only one who feels the same way, and everyone behind Yuqi feels the same way.

"Well, this is this thing, as long as it is dug out of the whole tree of the geography, it is possible to preserve it for three months. ”

Looking at their expressions is like constipation, listening to the words of the third uncle, Yuqi believes that they have seen things, so it will be easy to do, and the province himself will lead them to the mountains to find it.

"That's good, don't stand stupidly, dig quickly, and cook sweet sweet potatoes to eat at noon." The second uncle waved his hand, rolled up his sleeves and began to dig deep and shallowly, thinking about last night's deliciousness, and his saliva was about to flow out.

The eldest brother, the second brother and the third brother looked at this posture, which looked like digging some sweet potato, it was like robbing treasure.

"Dad, you dig here, let's go over there, you go over there when you're done, there are a lot of people over there. Fan Yinghuan called out to his father and stretched out his hand to the piece of land behind him.

Fan Junfeng saw that there was really a lot of land over there, nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead, dig more." ”

As soon as he heard his father's words, Fan Yinghuan was so happy that he turned around and winked at his two younger brothers, and he thought of going together.

Fan Jiuyi pulled Yuqi to run into the distance, squatted on the ground, pinched Sang Yin and said: "Last night, our brothers went to the big river to catch river mussels, and they didn't dare to take them home. ”

"Okay, don't forget to bring it to me when you get there, I've found a wooden basin with enough for those mussels. As she spoke, she didn't listen to the movements in her hands, and while they were talking, she was also busy digging sweet potatoes.

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Today's second watch is here.

Tonight, the community wants to repair high-voltage electricity and change the power box, so it is a little more, because of the power outage at night, tomorrow's text can not be updated at 7 o'clock in the morning, until 12 o'clock in the morning, so tomorrow's small basket will be more one-time, I hope you understand.

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