A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"I see, you are not crazy or stupid! Grandpa sees, you are very smart. Come, grandpa will teach you how to till the soil and plant the crops. Once you learn it, you can also grow crops yourself!"

This is a good idea, you can grow your own food and eat it yourself.

"Hmm!" The silly madman happily picked up the hoe and dug a hole in the ground in a few strokes.

The old man had never thought that the child was so strong. He could lift a heavy hoe at the age of five or six, which was really impressive. No one knew that he had practiced martial arts before.

So he laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad, quite exciting! But, that's not how you translate it. Come on! I'll translate it for you to see!"...

The next day, the crazy man made an appointment with the old man to teach him how to grow sweet potatoes on the hillside.

Early in the morning, the silly madman came to the village to stroll in the sunshine, and heard the sound of water in the fat boy's yard. He also heard his mother shouting: "Cow, get up and eat, the sun is shining on your butt. Ergou from the east end of the village has already brought back some bird eggs. If you are still sleeping, will the sky lay eggs for you to eat?"

The foolish madman secretly peeked in through the cracked fence. He saw the fat boy's mother taking clothes out of the wooden basin, wringing them dry, and hanging them on the bamboo pole to dry. He suddenly remembered something and ran away.

It turned out that he had thrown the tattered clothes on the rocks in the shallow water when he was bathing the day before. He had never done such a thing before. When he saw the people, he realized that the washed clothes had to be hung out to dry. He quickly ran to the pond, picked up the clothes on the rocks, and ran to the shore to look for bamboo poles for drying clothes. He was wondering why bamboo poles for drying clothes could grow in people's houses. There were so many trees and bamboos here, but there were none. He had no choice but to hang the clothes on the branches to let them flutter.

After the potatoes were dried, he quickly ran up the hillside, because his grandfather was waiting for him to plant sweet potatoes there, and he had to learn how to do it. Once he learned how to plant sweet potatoes in the wide area around the house, he wouldn't have to worry about going hungry. He thought as he ran, and felt that this was a good idea.

When he ran to the field on the hillside, the silly madman saw that the grandfather had just arrived. Today he had picked sweet potato seedlings and brought two hoes, one big and one small. He put the seedlings next to the tilled land and took the hoe out of the winnowing basket.

"Grandpa——" The silly madman ran over happily.

"Hey!" The old man turned around and looked at him and responded happily. "Come, come here, you haven't had breakfast yet! Eat a sweet potato first! Grandpa still has some sweet potatoes!"

"Okay!" He picked up the sweet potato and tried to break it in half. The old man quickly stopped him with his hand.

"Hey, kid, you don't have to share half. I brought a few more today. You can take them home and share them with your kid later!"

"Yes! Thank you, Grandpa." The silly madman ate the sweet potato in big mouthfuls and picked up the hoe.

"Use the small one!" the old man ordered.

The silly madman happily handed the one in his hand to the old man. He held the smaller one himself. "Grandpa, please teach me!"

An old man and a child were happily planting sweet potato seedlings. When they were almost done, he looked up and asked.

"Grandpa, why are there bamboo poles for drying clothes on the ground in the yard where you live? But there are none outside?"

The old man stopped what he was doing and pondered the sentence, "How can it be possible that bamboo poles will grow in the yard where everyone lives?" After a while, he understood it and explained it with a smile.

"My child, the bamboo poles you mentioned for drying clothes are made by us! They don't grow on us!"

Did you make it yourself? It turns out that it wasn't grown. He inserted the sweet potato seedlings into the cracks in the soil he had cut with a hoe.

"Can you teach me how to do it, grandpa?"

"Do you want to be a clothes-drying pole?"

"Ok!"

"can!"

"That's great!"

After the sweet potato seedlings were planted, the old man used the hatchet that he always kept on his waist to get two tree branches to fork over. Then he went to a nearby place and cut a small bamboo.

Seeing the handsome action of the old man, the silly madman stood up the branch, and then quickly picked up another branch to stand up. As soon as he picked up this branch, the other one fell down. He looked at the fallen branch with a confused face, which made the old man laugh.

After a long while, he held up the fork and asked, "Grandpa, why can't this one stand up?"

This child's brain is so strange. Could it be that he was raised by a fox? He thought about the fox cub that was barely weaned from milk, and shook his head. It was impossible that they had only known each other for a few days. So he taught him step by step.

"If this tree is cut down, it will die. It has no roots, so it won't be able to grow steadily in the ground."

Hearing the old man's words, he thought of the sweet potato seedlings he had just planted, and jumped up and clapped his hands happily: "I know, I know, use a hoe to cut a slit in the ground, just like the sweet potato seedlings, it will grow steadily!"

That's about right! The old man nodded: "Well! I'll show you first!" He used a hoe to dig a hole about one foot deep in the ground. While digging, he instructed, "If the seeds are not stable, dig deeper. I'm showing you now!"

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll watch!" The silly madman nodded and watched the old man dig a similar hole on the other side, and then put the foot of the tree branch into the hole.

He waved at him, "Come here, kid! Fill that dirt in with your hoe."

The stupid madman ran up to him. He was not even as tall as the hoe. He picked up the hoe by the waist and started to fill the soil dug by the old man into the pit with a crackling sound.

The old man taught as he stepped on the soil: "Tamp down the loose soil that has been filled in! This way the tree branches won't fall down."

After hearing what the old man said, the foolish madman jumped and stomped on the loose soil...

Finally, the bamboo pole for drying clothes was made. The silly crazy guy learned how to make it and it was even more beautiful than any clothes drying rack she had seen. He was so happy that he jumped up and praised it.

"Grandpa is so capable, Grandpa is so capable!"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed out loud. If he had grandchildren or great-grandchildren like this, he would laugh in his dreams!

After dancing for a while, he stopped and suddenly grabbed the old man's hand.

"Grandpa, now that the sweet potatoes are planted, will we have sweet potatoes to eat tomorrow?!"

The old man laughed again. He thought the child should be named "Don't Know" because he knows nothing. He shook his hands and said, "Not so fast, hahaha..."

Since there is nothing tomorrow, there must be something the day after tomorrow. So he said happily, "That's the day after tomorrow!"

The old man couldn't stop laughing. He thought he was a god. He could plant today and eat tomorrow.

Seeing the old man waving his hands but still laughing, he was puzzled and stretched out a finger.

"That means the day after tomorrow?"

It was no use asking him to guess like this. The old man gradually stopped laughing and touched his head, saying, "Kid, it won't be that fast. It will take at least three months."

Three months? How long is three months? To him, he knew how long a day was, but he had no idea how long three months was.

He asked in a daze: "Grandpa, how long is three months?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "One month, thirty days, three months and ninety days!"

"Ah? So many days?" The stupid madman jumped up anxiously when he heard it.