In this way, he took the new grain seeds and cotton seeds he bought from the village chief's house and planted them on the wasteland.

Everything is developing in a good direction, everyone is full of hope for the future, as the days go by, only the brows of the old man are tighter and tighter, and finally the slightly fat body returns to its original state again.

Although the weather is normal, how can it be normal to directly transition from cotton clothes to single clothes?

Some minds in the village looked at God and seemed to be back to normal, and they felt that they should have thought too much, so they pondered selling the food stored at home, how could these thoughts play with the old man, under his reminder from time to time and repeated repeatedly, in order to give him the village head, these people stopped thinking.

The main reason is because I earn a lot of money in winter, and even if I don't sell food, I don't have to worry about not having food to eat.

When the time came to April, the weather was as hot as May and June, and the old man believed in his granddaughter's dream more and more.

A sense of urgency pressed on the old man's heart, even though he knew that there was no shortage of food in his son and granddaughter's space, he still urged his son to go to the town from time to time to buy food, daily necessities, medicines, fabrics, and so on.

Follow the granddaughter to fool the wife and daughter-in-law to cook more food, all in the space of the son and granddaughter.

And also let the wife and daughter-in-law have time to make thicker cotton clothes and quilts, last autumn harvest of two acres of cotton on more than 1,000 catties, this is not counting the granddaughter's space, enough for their family, including the daughter's family.

How could the old man and the Qi family not feel such an abnormality?

Although I don't know the reason, because I still did it for the old man's (father-in-law)'s convincing, I always felt that the old man (father-in-law) should have some intentions.

So for more than a month, the mother and mother not only made two winter clothes and cotton clothes for each of the family, but even the daughter's family did not pull it down, and the quilt was made of more than 20 beds, and the thinnest one weighed ten pounds.

In the words of the old man, in case of emergency, after all, there is space and it can't be broken.

If it weren't for the fact that her granddaughter had sold the stone for a sky-high price last year, the old woman would not have been able to follow the old man's intentions to be such a loser.

In the following time, in addition to the milk who didn't understand the situation, as well as the mother's brothers and brothers, Hua Jin and Daddy almost never stopped, constantly collecting supplies, and collecting some more lunch supplies in the disaster to change.

In order to collect more and not attract attention, not only did I go to the door of my house, but I also went to the nearest Liangcheng from Crescent City.

Because there is a car, it doesn't cost work.

After dressing up, the two of them stayed in Liangcheng for a few days, and every day they went out early and returned late, and almost all the streets and alleys of Liangcheng were swept over by the two of them, especially the food was bought with hundreds of stones, and all the things that could be used were as large as possible, and the two of them set off home satisfied.

The space of Hua Chengtian here is almost full except for the little space deliberately left just in case, and even the space of Hua Jin is also crammed into a whole floor.

At that time, the silver taels in their hands were less than eight thousand taels, and they were not ready to move here.

Even if the fields in the Huajin space are barren in the space of the two of them, it is enough for their family to live well for several lifetimes, and they should also save some money for the future.

Tired for a few days, after returning home, the grandfather and son slept hard for a day and a night, and then returned to normal, for the milk and the mother, brother and brother The abnormal eyes should not be seen, anyway, I don't plan to tell them when it is necessary, after all, it is just a dream, I am not sure why let them worry in vain, and worry about it.

At this moment, it has entered the end of May, less than half a month away from the busy farming, and the temperature has become hotter and hotter from the initial normal.

Even so, this season's grain yield is obviously reduced due to weather reasons, the golden wheat waves in previous years, the rice fields are gone, you can only see the sparse growth in the fields, most of them are still hanging down and looking weak, even so the farmers do not dare to relax a little, can harvest a little more.

Huajia Village also has a reduction in production, and it should be said that all grain production in all large and small countries on the entire land is facing a reduction in production.

The news of various countries has long been reported to the imperial court, although the tax and grain are not less at all, and now the countries are looking at peace, but secretly they are already ready to move, there is no food because this is the level of food, there is no strength, and where is the ability to protect the border passes, I can only hope that in the second half of the year, God will have a good harvest so that the weather will return to normal.

The people of Huajia Village are still lucky because they have a village chief.

Extremely glad that they listened to the advice of the village chief and set aside half of the field to plant sweet potatoes and potatoes, otherwise they really didn't know how to spend the next few days looking at the sparse grain.

Time always flies quickly, and in the constant patting and flickering of grandma and mother, more and more delicious food exists in the space, and the farm has begun.

Although they have been mentally prepared, the harvest is less than a stone of yield even if it is the best fertile land, and the people really want to cry without tears.

The same is true for Huajia Village, even if he is the head of Huajia Village, who has the most land in the village, has planted eight acres of fine grain in the grain field, he just looks at the harvest of thousands of catties.

Fortunately, the remaining eight acres are all planted with sweet potatoes and potatoes, and a few acres at the foot of Qinggu Mountain, adding up to nearly 20,000 catties.

At this moment, everyone was extremely glad to follow the village chief to open up the wasteland together, and each family more or less collected thousands of catties of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Fortunately, I have silver in my hand, and I don't panic when I add the leftover from last year.

And this time the villagers are more convinced of the village chief, and they have made up their minds to follow the steps of the village chief, if it were not for the village chief and the clan elders who stubbornly did not let them sell grain, and took them to earn money, you can imagine how sad this year's days would be.

The next question is how to store food?

It's just that Hua Laohan told everyone that he hadn't seen Luo Song reappear for a month, and he took their convoy with him.

As soon as I saw the mood of the flower family, Luo Song couldn't help but be a good lover, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth also increased.

"Grandpa Hua, Uncle Hua......" There was obvious joy in his voice.

"Let's go, go home" Hua Laohan and Hua Chengtian were also very happy, and they sent money again, so they quickly took people home.

"Yun Ao is still in the academy," Hua Chengtian thought about and said.

"I know, I'm from him," Roscht laughed.

"Old woman, look who's coming," the old man shouted happily towards the stove.

"Who?"

agreed, and the old woman who was fooled by her granddaughter into eating in the stove room handed the spoon in her hand to her daughter-in-law, and came out curiously to take a look and then became happy.

"It turned out to be Xiao Song, hurry in" and hurriedly entered the stove room to pour tea for the child.

At this moment, Hua Jin is in the space, lying on the bed and watching TV comfortably.

"I'm sorry, I'm bothering Grandpa Hua again."

"What's the trouble, but what are you?" The old man looked at the carriage parked outside the door.

"It's for sweet potatoes, potatoes" Luo Song didn't want to wear a mask at all in front of his favorite flower father and son, and he didn't want to greet him, so he went straight to the point.