Compared with cloth, wood, and grain, it is easier to attract mold, and moldy grain will kill people if eaten.

Zhang Qi immediately sank his eyes: "Don't think about it. ”

After the old crop understood that the key few days had passed, the seeds that had not yet sprouted were not worth looking forward to, so he naturally gave the seeds to Ding Xuewei without hesitation.

"Don't be in a hurry to feed, let's bask in the sun for two days when we turn back."

"This weather, I'm afraid I can't see the sun recently, uncle, don't worry, I won't feed it all at once, such a good food, how can I save feeding."

Ding Xuewei said it naturally, but she regretted it a little after saying it.

The family is not at ease when the weather is dry and dry, let alone the rainy and cold weather.

"It's overcast like this today, and there is no rain, so there shouldn't be a problem tomorrow." She made up for it.

I don't want to, the worry is just lingering in my heart, and after thinking about it, the heart lake that has been suppressed by all my strength begins to expand rapidly, and a tsunami sweeps through my body and mind.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the faces of the mother and daughter of the Zhang family are still colorful.

Ding Xuewei is really inexperienced in such a scene, and she wants to say something more but can't find words for a while.

"Everything is ready, and it's okay if it rains." Zhang Qi gently took the big and small flowers: "In the past, there wasn't much food to bring, but this year, not only is there enough food, but you don't have to carry it yourself, there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

Before moving to Yuequan Village, the laborers of the Zhang family had his Ming'er every time, and he really didn't feel terrible about labor.

"I know you're worried, and I'm not going to do anything that worries you."

Quite meaningful, he asked his mother-in-law with a smile: "You still don't believe me?" ”

Aunt Zhang Qi'er naturally understood what he meant, but she knew better what kind of temperament her brothers had, she opened her mouth, she wanted to say that she had deposited money, but in the end, the words that came out became: "I will take care of the family." ”

At this time, Ding Xuewei felt that she and the three kilowatt-level light bulbs of the big and small flowers should not exist, so she shouted and went out.

"Let's go to the bamboo forest tomorrow afternoon."

In order to divert the attention of the two children, Ding Xuewei temporarily changed tomorrow's Anping.

Hearing this, the big and small flowers really put away the color of depression.

"My lettuce hasn't been cut yet." Dahua wants to go, but he is afraid that he will delay the work at home.

"Go back and ask my aunt, do you want to hurry up and save some bamboo insects, there are more people who know, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find it back."

Suddenly, thinking of something, Dahua turned around: "I'll ask." ”

"Wait." Ding Xue quickly grabbed Dahua with a slight eye: "Let your father and mother say something considerate, this matter will be talked about tomorrow when Uncle is gone, don't let him worry." ”

Zhang Dahua is a few months younger than herself, and if she is simple, she can see it through at all.

"I shouldn't have to worry about my father."

I don't know if it's time, or Ding Xuewei's crow's mouth, in the middle of the night, a light rain falls, and when the people in the village get up, the road is muddy.

The farewell was already sad, and coupled with the rain, after seeing the crowd leave, the tears of the women and children were even more jubilant.

"If it's the same, I won't say it, what to do, you all have it!"

With his hands behind his back, the old village chief followed Old Man Ding, Old Man Xu and several older old men took the lead in leaving.

Look at me, after I have taken a look at you, the crowd dispersed, and soon, the crowd carrying seeds and ashes on their backs went to the fields.

When it rains, the vegetables that should be cut cannot be cut, the fields that should be turned cannot be ploughed, and the seeds are sown, but this climate could not be better.

The germinated seeds are evenly spread on the seedbed and filled with a layer of sterilization and pressed plant ash.

Sowing seeds is not difficult for Ding Xuewei's sisters and brothers, and with the help of one more Jin Huan, the rice seeds will be ready soon.

"Xuewei, the laborers went to the bamboo forest."

After getting their own and preparing to help Ding Xuewei's sisters and brothers, Aunt Zhang Qi's mother and daughter, happened to meet laborers who took advantage of the weather to dig bamboo shoots and find bamboo insects.

involuntarily quickened his pace, and the moment he saw his sister and brother and Jin Huan, the words came out.

Others don't know about the potential dangers in the bamboo forest, but the family knows it.

"It's okay." Pan Di straightened up and said with certainty.

This is more convincing than what Ding Xuewei said.

The mother and daughter were immediately relieved.

"That's all there has been!"

Aunt Zhang Qi'er looked at the nursery and was instantly surprised.

"I'll see how you got it."

She was afraid that the children would only be quick and scatter the seeds unevenly, but at a glance, they were even more meticulous than her own.

As soon as Aunt Zhang Qi'er got started, Aunt Bai came, followed by Aunt Xiao and Uncle Qiu also came with the children.

"Yikes! That's all done! ”

The uncle of the Qiu family, who arrived at the end, was annoyed: "I thought about going back and not going to the field, so I cut a few lettuce by the way!" ”

"If you don't cut your lettuce, you won't have a chance to do it, and it will be almost the same when I come." The uncle of the Xiao family, who was a little faster than her, said with a smile.

Several women chattered and laughed, as if the lifelessness of a short time ago was an illusion.

"We want to go to the bamboo forest, do you want to go?"

After a while of joking, Uncle Qiu asked everyone.

Aunt Bai and Uncle Xiao nodded immediately.

"There's nothing going on at home, that's what I thought."

"I just wanted to go to the bamboo forest, so I could move faster."

Pan Di's words were clear, and Aunt Zhang Qi'er didn't worry about it, and naturally joined the team.

After the discussion ended, she turned back to Ding Xuewei and said, "You don't have to worry about the food of the livestock for the past two days, so don't go to the rain." ”

This will, the raindrops are not small, if it weren't for the children to check, Ding Xuewei wouldn't let them out, and the matter of going to the bamboo forest is naturally no longer possible.

"Auntie, I understand the severity, go back and feed the animals and go home."

didn't want to take the child to the rain, Ding Xuewei said this and asked her own baby to help their sister and brother.

The women first sent the back baskets, bamboo tubes, etc. home, and went out with the right tools to make an appointment, Ding Xuewei took a group of children here, and directly cut the chicken food needed today.

"I changed my clothes and came to Zhang's house to roast the fire, I will add more firewood, you all come, everyone will have less trouble together."

Of course, the fire is just an excuse, she is so strong, and several children are a little afraid to say no.

When a few children changed into dry clothes and came to roast their hair, what they saw was dim sum melon seeds on the square table of the family.

Some of these snacks were sent by the shopkeeper Wu not long ago, and some of them were taken out of the space.

It's all peach crisps, egg rolls or something, soft cakes, long gone.

"Bake your hair first."

Ding Xuewei didn't dislike it, and helped to see it one by one, but everyone who didn't do it was pushed to the fire.

The children in the village are not so particular, and there are no children in the city who care about the big defense, but the twelve-year-old Qiu Tiezhu was still blushing when he was pulled by Ding Xuewei.

"I, I, I've baked dry! Really, it's already roasted! ”

"Well, it's roasted." Ding Xue was not embarrassed by his letting go.

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