Wen Yao asked Wang Yong to take a small rake, and then took a small basket, squatted on the ground and began to dig, specifically picking the plants that grew well.

After a while, the basket in the hands of the grandfather and grandson contained a basket of potatoes the size of a big fist.

"Don't dig it, don't dig it, it's enough, just try this precious thing, and your father will find you again when he finds out." Luo was full of distress, especially when Wen Yao told her that this thing called potatoes could continue to grow, and it could grow bigger than their adults' fists, she began to feel distressed.

You can't dig anymore.

Wen Yao still wanted to dig more and eat new potatoes at night, but seeing Luo's distressed expression of burrowing into the ground, Wen Yao stopped.

"Let's dig so much today, little potatoes, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Wen Yao carried the small rake and waved at the seedlings in the field.

provoked Luo Che to slap her: "What are you coming, you don't come to trouble your father's these things, just eat so much and taste fresh, and I want to come every day, be careful that your father knows and turns his face with you." ”

The old lady was carrying the basket, Wen Yao held the old lady, and smiled: "Don't worry, I guarantee that my master will be reluctant to turn his face with me after eating." ”

Roche sneered, she still doesn't understand the old man? No matter how greedy he is, knowing that this thing can grow longer, he will definitely treasure these pieces of land more than his eldest son.

The two of them found Wang Yong, returned the rake, and returned home with a basket of new potatoes.

Wen Yao rubbed her hands, as if she was stuffy with a spicy new potato, but there was no trace of those peppers in her backyard, so she could only endure her love for peppers and decided to have a crispy little potato with salt and pepper.

Wen Xiuyi and Wen Laohan came back from their busy evenings and saw a basket of small potatoes dug out by Wen Yao, and the former's eyes lit up: "Can you eat them?" ”

The latter: "What's this?" ”

Luo Che could only explain to Wen Laohan, and when he said that this thing could grow even longer, to be bigger than an adult's fist, Wen Laohan's eyebrows were raised.

"What? Can it still grow? After speaking, the eyes that were about to beat people looked at Wen Yao.

As soon as Wen Yao heard her grandfather's tone, she knew that something bad was going to happen, so she quickly took the basket and slipped away.

"You girl...... Wen Laohan took two steps to educate his granddaughter well, but after only taking two steps, Wen Xiuyi stopped him: "Dad, it's not like it's not, just dig a few, and this potato is also edible in size, so it's delicious to eat such a small one." ”

"It's not ......" Wen Laohan wanted to say that he didn't want to beat this girl, he just wanted to talk about her, and she should be let grow longer.

"Dad, Yaoyao didn't mean it, the child is greedy, you should be considerate and considerate, don't be angry with yourself." Wen Xiuyi continued to persuade.

Wen Laohan: "......"

Seeing him like this, Luo also glared: "It's all dug up, what's the use of you talking about this now, if you have the ability, don't eat it later." ”

Wen Laohan: "......"

I can't stay here, I can't stay for a day.

When Wen Yao brought a large pot of small potatoes with salt and pepper to the table, Wen Laohan smelled the fragrance and drooled.

Everyone was gearing up, but they all looked at Old Man Wen.

Wen Laohan looked at him inexplicably: "It all depends on what I do, eat." ”

Saying that, he took a bite first, and I don't know how Wen Yao got it, the skin is crispy to bite, and the inside is soft after biting, and the taste of pepper and salt stimulates this taste bud, making him unconsciously take another bite.

Well, that's fragrant.

Just after eating a few in succession, Wen Laohan found a problem, he picked one up and looked at it for a while, but didn't take a bite.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?" Wen Fa asked curiously, this thing is really delicious, grandpa will give it to him if he doesn't eat it.

Old Man Wen was stunned for a while, then looked at everyone and asked, "Are you full?" ”

Everyone was stunned at first, and several children looked inexplicably and didn't know what they meant, but the others suddenly came back to their senses.

Wen Yao smiled, the old man could be regarded as reacting.

Wen Laohan didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, everyone found that there was only a pot of salt and pepper potatoes on the table today, and there was nothing else to eat, but they were really a little full, although it was not the kind of fullness that they ate to support, but everyone felt full.

Wen Laohan was stunned for a long time, and finally put the salt-and-pepper potato on the chopsticks into his mouth, but as he ate and ate, his eyes turned red unconsciously, and he began to choke as he ate.

A few small ones were frightened, and they put down their chopsticks a little helplessly, I don't know what happened to grandpa, only Luo Shi wiped the corners of his eyes with red eyes, and there were other people who understood why Wen Laohan was crying.

"Eat when you eat, cry what you cry." Luo pretended to be angry and said something, but the choking in that tone even Wen Yao found out.

Wen Yao was infected by this emotion, and her heart was also sour, she was not really ten years old, she was the soul of an adult in her twenties.

Even if she didn't experience these things when she grew up, Professor Wen told her and her brother since she was a child that in the past, people really couldn't afford to eat, and the embarrassment and helplessness of that era were something they had been exposed to since childhood.

What's more, the development of the times and the popularity of TV dramas make Wen Yao empathetic even if she hasn't experienced it herself.

"Master, are you happy?" Wen Yao asked softly.

The old man choked and nodded again and again, one by one.

Happy, how unhappy is he, it turns out that he is messing around when he is only the boss, but I didn't expect that what he said is true, these things are really baby bumps, they can really save lives.

After sighing, Wen Laohan wiped his tears: "Boss, this thing is called potatoes, how many catties did you say you could produce in an acre of land?" ”

Wen Xiuyi sat down and said: "The farming method is right, at least three thousand catties per acre of land, if it is taken care of, five thousand is not impossible." ”

Old Man Wen's hands were shaking.

"What about the other two? Also? Wen Laohan's tone trembled with excitement, and he was referring to corn and sweet potatoes.

"The yield of sweet potatoes is about the same as that of potatoes, and the yield of corn will be less, but it will also have at least a thousand catties of yield." Wen Xiuyi replied honestly, as for the yield of corn, he still said less, after all, he said too much, he was afraid of scaring the old man.

Wen Laohan's eyes were red again: "Okay, good, good." ”

At this moment, Wen Laohan no longer asks about the origin of these seeds, nor does he ask how Wen Xiuyi understands these things, he has always known that the boss is different.

Wiping away his tears, Wen Laohan solemnly looked at the other two sons: "From tomorrow onwards, the two of you will help Wang Yong and his brothers guard the two acres of land together." ”

"Dad......" Wen Xiuyi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly spoke, how can you mention this again, haven't you already invited someone to come and see it, why do you mention this matter again.

Wen Laohan raised his hand, stopped his next words, and continued: "These things, until the day the melon is ripe, will never allow a little mistake. Speaking of this, Wen Laohan suddenly glared at Wen Yao: "Don't eat anymore." ”

Wen Yao shrunk her neck and stuck out her tongue playfully, she didn't eat, she didn't eat, as long as the old man was happy.

This night, Wen Laohan lay on the bed tossing and turning, others didn't understand, but he really knew too well the kind of being hungry, watching the people around him even eat Guanyin soil, and even some people ate it.

He didn't want to remember these memories when he was a child, but he couldn't forget them.