Because of the autumn harvest, the rest of the noon return to the Zhiqing Point began to be canceled.

Most of the villagers and educated youths brought water and dry food in advance, and after padding their stomachs, they would take straw hats and find a cool place to rest for a while.

Yin Xiaoyin took a few mouthfuls at random, and didn't care if her stomach didn't bark.

Under the shadow of the tree, there were many more blisters visible to the naked eye, and the wound that had just been bandaged and slightly crusted had been worn out again.

Compared with others who ate this dry and hard-to-swallow multigrain nest, Yin Xiaoyin had soft white flour cakes in his hand, and the water he drank was also sweetened.

Yin Xiaoyin has no appetite, robots are innate with mechanical supplies, but for the five senses and taste of human beings, she still misses the meals at home.

Liang Minying is just her daughter, how can she not hurt?

What he loves is really that his fingers don't touch the spring water, and even the things he eats are what Yin Xiaoyin has loved to eat since he was a child.

The food cooked by Yin Haiqiang and his wife does not match the taste of the two of them, but it is definitely in line with Yin Xiaoyin.

For example, braised pork, mackerel dumplings, garlic sausages, sweet and sour pork ribs......

In this era, even in the northern capital, few people can have such a standard of living, and Yin Wenying, as a lucky star valued by Grandma Yin, is just a few more grains of rice and a few more sweet potatoes when cooking porridge at home.

Meat, noodles, oil, white noodles, and even vegetables all require grain and oil stamps, and anyone who can eat a meal of white flour dumplings is the New Year.

A few days ago, Yin Wenying showed off the ginseng she picked up, but it was actually only the size of a thumb.

The land is too barren, and the treasures of heaven and earth are also difficult to grow.

In Hongye Village, not to mention, the villagers can eat more multigrain wheat bran wotou, all because it is the autumn harvest, and they are tired from the field, and they will eat three points full on weekdays.

That's it, Hongye Village is already a well-known village with good days in ten miles and eight villages, and most of them are hungry for food and eat Guanyin soil.

Yin Xiaoyin looked at his wound and continued to eat slowly, just to replenish energy, the huge physical exertion could not be replenished, and the human body would have problems.

was swallowing, and I heard Aunt Li's still babbling voice: "Yingzi Zhiqing, you also ate white flour cakes when you first came, why don't you eat them now?" ”

Yin Wenying grinded her teeth secretly, what was there to pull her in this matter.

"I don't like to eat."

Yin Xiaoyin glanced at Yin Wenying and didn't speak.

Well, she remembered that she seemed to have eaten at Grandma Yin's house once, and the white noodles and meat were brought by Liang Minying, and after the meal was ready, because she ate one more dumpling than Yin Wenying......

Yin Wenying was aggrieved, and Grandma Yin gave her a big look.

Yin Wenying was also annoyed, where could their family's conditions compare to the Liang family, and the little white noodles she could bring to the countryside at the beginning, she knocked a few words on the side, and her grandmother remembered to let her bring it to the countryside to pretend to save face.

Aunt Li also obviously didn't believe much in this answer, how delicious the white noodles were, Xuanxuan was soft, if she could eat it once before she died, she would be dumbfounded when she died.

Yin Xiaoyin didn't want to talk to her, but this Aunt Li pointed her gun at her again: "Yin Zhiqing, you have to save the white noodles, the days are long, how can you boil it when you can't eat it in the future?" ”

Extraneous meaning, white noodles are expensive, Yin Wenying can't afford to eat it, can you still eat it all the time?

Yin Xiaoyin blinked, and pushed back without being soft or hard: "This doesn't bother you, my parents have to worry about it, and I don't need you to raise it." ”

Aunt Li snorted, took a bite of her wild vegetable dumplings, and chirped again: "I see that your appetite is not very good, let me eat some for you?" ”

Yin Xiaoyin stuffed it into his mouth three times and divided five by two, and then clapped his hands: "It's late, I'm done eating!" ”

Ji Yueyan on the side was really afraid that she would choke, so she hurriedly handed her a kettle.

Aunt Li twisted her body and left angrily, and Ji Yueyan said in a low voice: "What do you care about her, she is just a person who can't carry it, and she said before that I can't get married, so she kindly wants to tell me about my family, hey, do you know who it is?" A widower from her mother's village, with a child and a disabled ......"

"Don't say that I want to go back to the city, I don't have the heart to marry someone at all, and even if I had, I wouldn't marry like this? I'm not crazy......"

"Didn't choke, did you?"

Yin Xiaoyin waved her hand, and thought of a common saying with the same hatred: "Why don't you ask her if it's okay to give her this blessing?" ”

Ji Yueyan sneered, and the depressed pawn in her heart was also swept away, which girl is not embarrassed to mention this kind of thing, she is also holding back a breath in her heart, and she is afraid that others will laugh at her.

"Xiaoyin, herbicides are really useful, why spray it, you can weed, we often pull weeds by hand, burn them before clearing the wasteland, but the spring breeze blows and grows, why?"

Ji Yueyan is very good at observing problems and asking questions, in the past, she could only keep pondering by herself, but now she has a little teacher by her side, and she is naturally thirsty for knowledge.

"The spring breeze blows and grows because the weeds are pulled by hand, and the wildfires only burn the dead leaves, but do not destroy the roots of the plants, and the main component of the burned plant ash is potassium, which can make the weed seeds buried in the ground grow more vigorously......

"Herbicides, on the other hand, inhibit the photosynthetic efficiency of weeds and disrupt their normal physiological metabolism, so that weeds cannot produce nutrients on their own, so that the whole plant dies."

Yin Xiaoyin tried his best to solve the principle in the simplest way.

Unconsciously, there were a few more people around him, and they listened with relish.

There are educated youths, and there are farmers.

"Yin Zhiqing, you know so much."

Yin Xiaoyin heard everyone's sincere praise, and was a little shy, she was a scumbag in the eyes of the great gods when she was interstellar, and now she can be a little teacher?

"I also have something I want to ask you, do you have to rely on manual farming? Are there any manpower-saving machinery? ”

All Yin Xiaoyin's memories ......

The interstellar is too advanced, and the productivity of the current era cannot be reached at all.

And the memory of the little girl in this era, except for her parents, is when she was raised by her uncle's side, but the uncle's main focus is not agriculture.

When it comes to agricultural machinery, it's really a blank in her mind.

This also makes her have no reference standard for agricultural machinery in this era.

Hearing the question of what they knew, the villagers of Hongye Village and the educated youth who knew some of them were happy: "We really know something about this, of course we have, do you know the tractor?" ”

Yin Xiaoyin shook his head.

An honest man in the crowd was pushed out, he was probably in his twenties.

"This is Xiao Chen, he was once recommended to learn tractors, and he is one of the few people in our village who has touched it......"

Xiao Chen proudly straightened his chest and tucked his abdomen.

"When the village can apply for a tractor to use, then I will be a tractor driver, I tell you, that thing eats oil, turns and turns, not to mention how good the smell of diesel is!"