After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Everyone was really surprised.

Then I thought of a place, and there must be someone there!

A large group of people walked toward the entrance of the village in a mighty manner, and saw Zhang Xiaowu on the wall carefully guarding from a distance.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is the son of Zhang Baldzi, but unlike Zhang Baldzi who is lazy, lazy and shameless, at a young age, he is hard-working, progressive and sensible. He is conscientious and willing to work on patrols and building books. People in the village originally hated his father. Through these things, I discovered that he and his father were different, and gradually stopped classifying them as the same and began to treat them separately.

Aunt Wu asked anxiously: "Puppy, where is the master of our village?"

How come it was fine to go out in the morning, but when I came back, the village was almost empty.

Zhang Xiaowu is sitting on the wall next to the village gate. This piece is a sandbag that originally blocked the flood. It is tall and wide. Sitting on it, you can see far away. There is wood at the back to fix it, so it is very convenient to climb up and down.

After hearing Aunt Wu's question, she quickly replied: "Aunt, everyone in the village is digging kudzu on the mountain! Most of the people who haven't planted it will follow to watch the fun. If you want to go, you should go early, otherwise they will probably come back soon. ”

There are only a few families in the village that don't have any crops, and his family is one of them.

Xu Sange, who was on duty today, has a family that has planted a mountain of kudzu. After switching with him, he followed the team up the mountain to dig kudzu. He also said that if he dug it, he would give him one as a gift!

"Kudzu root?" Aunt Wu thought about it for a long time and felt that this thing sounded familiar.

It seems like I've heard it somewhere before.

"Yes, Third Brother Xu said that Brother Fan came to the old village chief this morning and told them that the kudzu root could be dug. The old village chief told them that the people who had planted it would be relieved to have it dug early, so they all set out to go up the mountain." Zhang Xiaoxiao was glad that he talked a lot in the morning and caught Third Brother Xu asking a lot of questions. Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to the aunts and sisters in front of him now.

Zhao Lan reacted and said quickly: "I remembered, it was Shuiqing who gave me the seed, and it's called Pueraria lobata!

After sowing the seeds, the owner went to the mountain to see them and said they were growing very well, and that he would be able to harvest them based on time. "

"Yes, I remember that I ate some at Shui Qing's house at that time. It looked like old tree roots, but much thicker and unsightly on the outside. It was a little bitter in the mouth, but slightly sweet after chewing."

"Come on, let's go take a look quickly and see what the soil is like!"

"Puppy, when my aunt's house digs it up, you can taste it together."

There were only a few people present who had seen and eaten it, most of whom had never eaten or seen it before, and their curiosity was at its peak.

People who have been hungry have a heartfelt desire for food, and they care about it no less than money.

The thirty people turned around and ran towards the back door of the village.

Shanshui Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with the two sides surrounding the back most. You can definitely see it when you go out from the back door of the village.

They had to go to the medicine shop to work in the afternoon, so they had to take advantage of their free time in the morning to take a look.

Zhang Xiaowu, who was at the gate, said hello with a smile, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth slowly dropped as he watched a large group of people gradually move away.

He turned around and climbed up the embankment along the wooden piles, then sat on it and looked towards the distance of the dirt road in front of the village, his thin back slightly silent.

People in the village pick mushrooms and peel chicken heads, plant potatoes and kudzu, raise rabbits and livestock... Although they are a little busy and tired, life is getting better visibly. On the other hand, my family has always been the most prosperous in the village. Poor.

In fact, as one of the first families to take root in Shanshui Village, the Zhang family was allocated a lot of land and forests, and many of them were passed down to the generation of father and uncle. However, one of the two brothers was a gambler and the other was lazy. Do it, and forcefully toss all your belongings to the point where they are almost gone.

No, the uncle has already lost all his belongings, but the aunt and cousins ​​are diligent and earn back the belongings bit by bit, even better than when the uncle was alive!

People in the village used to say that the aunt had a bad fate and her husband-in-law died at a young age. But a few days ago, he heard those people say that the aunt had a good fate and died because of her husband-in-law. Otherwise, if the uncle were still alive, I am afraid that his current property would be gone. Can't keep it...

His father has always been lazy, and his family has begun to sell land. Needless to say, the days ahead will become increasingly difficult.

If his parents can't count on him, he can only rely on himself. When it rains, people without umbrellas will run faster and faster. The same goes for people whose parents can't rely on them. They can only work hard and work hard...

Except for the back door of the village, Zhao Lan, Li Tiantian and others saw figures everywhere on the nearest mountain.

This is the hilltop of Zhao Lan's house. Judging from the number of people in the village, most people are here. I guess everyone didn't understand it on the first day, so they all gathered on the hilltop of the old village chief to exchange experiences.

The rest of the people followed him up the mountain.

Fan Xiaoliu on the mountain shouted exaggeratedly: "Come on, come on! I found one, come and see this, right?"

"Where?" Li Wen ran over quickly with a hoe.

Other men followed closely carrying filled bamboo baskets.

The old village chief and Fan Qiye, who was also the same age, were the last. They were not in a hurry and summed up while walking slowly: "The yield of kudzu is really good. Even if you don't care about the seeds, they can grow so well. "

It is nearly one meter long, the short one is as long as an arm, the thin part is about the same as the wrist, and the thick part is as fat as the calf, which is really unexpected.

"Things that grow wild, I originally thought were only as thin as tree roots." Fan Qiye's eyes were also filled with the joy of the harvest.

This food is so good. It can grow so well even if it is placed in the mountains and forests without any care. They have many mountains and forests here, so they will all be put to use in the future!

"I heard from Xiao Ding that these vines can still be cut? We can't waste them. With these, people in our village will not have to go hungry." Father Xu looked at the vines under the woods with his eyes shining, as if he were looking at a treasure.

In fact it is a treasure to them! The most important baby.

When Xu Laosan heard what his father was saying, he turned around and added excitedly: "Not only does it save you from starvation, Brother Ding also said that it is a medicinal herb! It can produce fluids and quench thirst, and can treat measles, heat dysentery, diarrhea, and dizziness. ! Dad, it’s such a treasure!”

The people in the village respect medicinal herbs from the bottom of their hearts, especially because this medicinal ingredient can fill their stomachs.

According to Mr. Fucheng, does it belong to that kind of medicinal diet?

Li Wu was responsible for carrying the bamboo basket on the other side. When he heard what Xu Laosan said, he was afraid that the old man would be tempted to sell money, so he quickly extinguished it: "Brother Ding also said that kudzu is so good to plant. There are only one plant on a mountain." The whole mountain can be covered in a year, and the output is large, so it is not valuable. The medicinal materials shop collects only a small amount, and the price is not high. They don’t think it is a waste of labor. "

The hopes raised by Father Xu and Fan Qiye disappeared without a trace.

The old village chief did not give up too early. He told his son: "Bring some with you next time you go to Fucheng. Find a drug store and ask whether they will accept it and the purchase price. We have a good idea."