In mid-August, the weather finally cleared up, it was not so hot, and the wind was gentle and cool.

There is a lot of strength in people, and Feng Nineteen's land has been turned over, and now it is about to start turning it a second time.

The cook made several pots of rice, and the taste was blown away by the wind, and with the sound of the village chief's gong, everyone cheered, and they all threw their farm tools and ran over.

This year's harvest is not good, every household saves food, they are the most well-fed people in the village, just rush this, they work very hard, for fear that Feng Jiu will think they are lazy and let them go.

Feng Jiu stood at the mountain pass, watching a group of people screaming happily, but he didn't feel the same joy.

Mu Weiyang loves to be lively, and now that the weather is cooler, he also followed.

Smelling the fragrance from afar, she was a little greedy, sniffed, and said to Feng Shijiu: "Sister-in-law, it's time for us to eat too." ”

These people do manual work, they are hungry fast, and lunch is early, and she hasn't eaten lunch yet.

Feng Jiu glanced at her and nodded in agreement.

Mu Weiyang has been with her for a long time, and now he has lit up the skill of Feng Nineteen's language, and when he sees her like this, he knows that she is unhappy.

I wondered, "What's wrong with you?" ”

She thought for a while: "No one makes you angry, could it be that my brother is stupid to you?" ”

“……”

Feng Nineteen said: "In about ten days, the work here will be over." ”

It's still a more detailed translation.

Mu Weiyang nodded: "Then we don't have to come here every day to stare at it." ”

Feng Shijiu ignored her, this person was very lazy, he couldn't read any books, he ran outside crazy every day, and his face was dark.

Mu Weiyang saw that she didn't speak, so he knew that he didn't say what she wanted to hear, and he was a little embarrassed.

"What the hell are you worried about?" Mu Weiyang asked bluntly.

Feng Jiu didn't admit it: "Don't worry." ”

After a pause, he said, "If there is no accident, someone may starve to death next year." ”

Mu Weiyang was stunned for a moment, not believing: "It's impossible, this is just the autumn harvest." ”

Feng 19: "The autumn harvest without a harvest? ”

Mu Weiyang thought of the empty ears of rice and the villagers with sad faces, and he also felt a little uncomfortable: "Then what should I do?" ”

Feng Nineteen already had an idea: "Winter wheat." ”

Mu Weiyang was surprised: "Do you grow winter wheat?" ”

"No, I can't." Mu Weiyang frowned and said, "Two seasons a year, the land is not enough." ”

Even if she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, she knows this truth.

The soil is not enough, and it is also a white seed when it is planted, wasting labor out of thin air.

Feng 19: "It wasn't enough before, but now it's okay." ”

Mu Weiyang just wanted to ask, but suddenly remembered the manure in the big pits at the back of the house, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean ......?"

Feng Jiu nodded, still a little puzzled, "I didn't hide the process when I asked people to compost, people with a heart can learn from it, but why is it that after so long, no one has learned?" ”

She already knew that fertilizer was extremely important to the farmer's family, and some people even fought for a scoop of fertilizer and water, so when she asked people to get fertilizer before, she was in front of the public, thinking that she could teach it, but after so long, no one learned it.

“……”

Mu Weiyang was a little speechless, "Who can learn this thing?" ”

Feng Nineteen: "Huh? ”

Mu Weiyang said: "Not everyone is very smart, they can learn how to do it just by looking at it, and they haven't got started, of course they can't." ”

Feng 19: "Won't ask?" ”

Mu Weiyang glanced at her.

Feng Nineteen waited for her to speak.

Mu Weiyang wanted to speak and stopped: "Do you really not know or do you really not know?" ”

Feng Jiu stared at her silently, what did she know?

Seeing that she really didn't understand, Mu Weiyang suddenly sighed a little, sighed, and wanted to explain, but felt that it was difficult to open his mouth for a while, so he simply said, "You go and ask yourself." ”

Feng Jiu stared at her with a faint gaze.

Mu Weiyang was frightened by her staring, and immediately pursed his lips, pointed at her, and said: "Look, that's it, it's like this every time, your eyes are like you want to kill someone, you are like this, who dares to approach you!" ”

Feng Jiu thought for a while: "Your brother." ”

“……”

Mu Weiyang was angry: "Except for my brother, he is not a normal person!" ”

"You're really his own sister." Feng Jiu glanced at her and continued walking.

"I didn't mean that." Mu Weiyang was glanced at by her, and he was also a little weak-hearted, and immediately caught up, "It's not that you don't know my brother's situation, he doesn't know what to be afraid of." ”

Feng Jiu disagreed: "He is not a dead thing, of course he will be afraid." ”

I used to watch myself sharpen the inkstone with a knife, and my legs were weak.

"I didn't mean that!" Mu Weiyang wanted to explain, but his mouth was open for a long time, and he didn't say a word.

Halfway, she closed her mouth: "Okay, okay, I apologize, I shouldn't have said that about my brother." ”

In less than a second, his true form was revealed, and he complained: "Can you not be so uncertain, I will talk to you normally, what are you angry about, I really don't know how my brother can stand you." ”

Feng 19: "??? ”

Feng Shijiu smiled slightly: "Before, Uncle Jiang punished you for copying the [Book of Rites], have you finished copying it?" ”

Mu Weiyang suddenly looked vigilant.

Feng 19: "It's August 11 today, I remember Uncle Jiang said that he would review it before August 15?" ”

Mu Weiyang suddenly looked desperate.

She made a small mistake before, she was fine, but she was caught red-handed by Uncle Jiang, and she was punished for copying the Book of Rites, the book was thick to death, and she was not familiar with it at all......

Mu Weiyang bowed his head: "I was wrong. ”

Feng 19 didn't respond, only said, "I want to see the village chief in the afternoon." ”

"Didn't you just see it?" Mu Weiyang looked confused.

The person in charge of striking the gong for her supervisor is the village chief.

Feng 19: "At home." ”

Mu Weiyang muttered a few words unhappily, but did not dare to refute it head-on.

In the afternoon, the village chief came to Mu's house with a blank face.

"The young lady is looking for me?"

Feng Jiu motioned for him to sit down and asked, "Is there enough food in the village chief's house?" ”

The first sentence hit the sad thing, and the village chief suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's no problem to survive this year, but ...... next year."

It's hard to say next year.

Even he is the head of the village, and the same is true for the people in the village who have good families.

Others will only be more sad.

He looked at Feng Nineteen with a look of hope.

The young lady suddenly mentioned it, could it be ......

Feng 19: "Don't look at me, I don't have any food for you." ”

The village chief sighed.

In the next second, a book was handed to him, Feng Nineteen: "It is recorded in detail how to quickly make fertilizer, you can take a look." ”

The village chief suddenly stood up excitedly, took it with both hands, opened it with trembling hands, and then ......

Feng 19: "How?" ”

The village chief closed the book in silence.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu's eyebrows frowned, and said, "At this time, there is no need to be polite to me. ”

"Not really." The village chief was a little embarrassed, "It's just that the little old man is incompetent and doesn't know how to ......read."

“……”