You must know that although the people in Lishan Village do not have to worry about food and clothing, their living standards are much lower than those in the town, let alone a city like Shangjing.A fat boy came back out of nowhere, saying he was recuperating from his illness, but in the eyes of many people in the village, he might have come back because he got into trouble in Shangjing and couldn’t survive. What to do with others?

After Gao Hu explained the reason, before Jiang Fan could say anything, Zhang Shumo yelled in disbelief: "Second Master kindly planted land for his family, and if he didn't know how to be grateful, it would be a form of revenge?"

Jiang Fan is not surprised by people like the Zhao family, after all, he has seen many people like this before.

Gao Hu couldn't agree, so he pointed out the bamboo forest belonging to Jiang's family, and went to cut bamboo by himself.

Although Jiang Fanren is fat, he still has a lot of strength, but he is a little out of breath after chopping bamboo.Originally, Jiang Fan was lazy and didn't exercise regularly, but in this way, he felt that it was necessary for him to exercise every day. Not to mention losing weight, it would be better to exercise to improve his physical fitness.

After chopping eight bamboos, the two of them carried two bamboos in each hand and dragged them home.

The ground in the village is uneven, and all kinds of weeds emerge from the untended paths. Every time the weeds and bamboo sticks touch, they are like lovers, and they are reluctantly separated under Jiang Fan's laborious dragging. .When Jiang Fan and Zhang Shumo dragged the bamboo back sweating profusely, they were almost as tired as dead dogs lying on the ground.

Uncle Zhang, who had already returned home, quickly poured hot water for the two of them and took out a towel to let them wipe off their sweat. He began to pick off the excess bamboo shoots with a knife to prepare bamboo baskets.

After resting enough, Jiang Fan stood up from the ground. He felt the wind leaking from the ground while walking. He looked down and saw a long cut on his calf.

"Tsk!" Jiang Fan said helplessly, what a pity, such a good piece of material.

When Yuan was in Jiang's family, although he was not liked by others, those people made Jiang Fan's clothes with better materials every year for the sake of Jiang's family's face.He has been used to wearing it for so long here, and it didn't occur to him for a moment that when he went to the town, he should have bought some linen and asked someone to make two clothes for him. It is more convenient to wear these for doing things in the countryside.

Seeing that Jiang Fan's trousers were scratched, Zhang Shumo quickly checked his clothes, and found that the corner of the clothes was also scratched, and he sighed what a pity.

Originally, Jiang Fan planned to go to town with Zhang Shumo in the afternoon, but it started to drizzle after dinner.The muddy roads in the countryside turn into mud when they touch a little water. It is difficult to walk, and it is impossible to go to the town.

In this era without mobile phones, TVs and the Internet, farmers seem to have to stay at home on rainy days.Jiang Fan had brought a few books with him when he left Jiangfu, but he had already read them on the way. At this moment, Zhang Shumo was reading the books he had read before.Having nothing to do, Jiang Fan went to help Uncle Zhang cut the bamboo strips, but he was wounded by the bamboo strips without scratching the tiger's mouth twice.

Jiang Fan simply climbed onto the bed, turned on the system, and started "surfing the Internet".

Now that he has this system to plant plants, Jiang Fan is ready to plant some fruit trees. Taking advantage of his spare time in the afternoon, he looks for some fruit trees in his own plane.

The rain in the afternoon did not stop until midnight, and the dirt roads in the whole village were drenched, and the next day was cloudy again. Fortunately, the sun came out in the next two days, and the road surface dried up a lot, but it was still not easy to walk on, but farmers I don't even care about this. After a lot of rain stopped, I still went to the ground, so a road has been stepped on the road.

The yard in front of the Jiang family was also rotten because it was full of dirt.After breakfast, Jiang Fan and Uncle Zhang discussed whether they should go to the town to buy some blue bricks, otherwise they would not even be able to set foot in their yard when it rained a little.

Uncle Zhang shook his head when he heard this, took two already woven bamboo baskets, and asked Zhang Shumo and Jiang Fan to follow him.

Jiang Fan closed the door, followed Uncle Zhang, and the three of them went round and round until they came to the river surrounding the village, found a shallow land, put down the bamboo basket, and Uncle Zhang picked up the pebbles.

Jiang Fan suddenly realized.

Uncle Zhang is going to use cobblestones to pave the trail.There was such a small road in the villa complex where I lived before, with cobblestones of several colors of black, white and green arranged in a beautiful pattern, and it was still a unique landscape.

Knowing Uncle Zhang's thoughts, Jiang Fan rolled up his sleeves and squatted beside him to pick them up. They all tried to pick up the same size.After the two baskets were full, I carried them back, and changed to two frames to pick them up. I picked up several baskets back and forth all morning before stopping.

When he got home, Jiang Fan went to the houses of Uncle Gao and Uncle Hai, bought a few catties of glutinous rice and blended it into glutinous rice juice to be used later to fix the stones. Uncle Zhang leveled the path with a wooden stick before starting Press the stone into the soil.

Zhang Shugang saw Jiang Fan squatting for a long time panting for breath by the river, and now he was not allowed to do anything while pressing the stone.But Jiang Fan is not idle.When he couldn't move his hands, he moved his mouth, and asked Zhang Shumo to pick stones for Uncle Zhang, and spread them according to the square pattern with sharp corners facing the door.In the afternoon, they also paved a few cross paths for one person to set foot in the middle of the place where the vegetables were planted, so as to facilitate picking vegetables in rainy days. For this reason, they also went to pick up a few baskets of stones.

The final result, although not as good as what he has seen in modern times, is not bad.Because the cobblestones are all about the same size, and they are pressed flat, it is not very painful to walk on.Once the gravel road is paved, the entire yard is covered with flat gravel roads, which looks much better.

The area around the well is also paved, and it will be much more convenient to wash clothes in the future.Just like that, the day passed.When cooking in the evening, Zhang Shumo said that the food would be gone after eating today, and the rice was only enough to cook two meals.

The food was given by Uncle Gao and Uncle Hai's family, the rice was bought from Uncle Gao's house, and ten catties of coarse grains were also given to them.Farmers are usually reluctant to eat white rice, and only occasionally cook a meal during festivals or when there are guests at home.However, both Yuanshen and Jiang Fan are used to eating white rice, coarse grains are eaten occasionally as fresh, and eating for a long time is not enough. Just going to the toilet is a problem. Even Uncle Zhang and his son, since arriving at Jiang's house, , I have also eaten white rice for ten years.So the ten catties of coarse grains given by Uncle Gao's family have been mixed with white rice to cook porridge a few times, but not much has been used.

Uncle Zhang has always wanted to cook like this, after all, he was also a farmer.But every time it was cooked, Jiang Fan didn't eat as much rice as white rice, and he seemed to have no appetite. In addition, Jiang Fan told him not to worry about the rice, so Uncle Zhang gave up.

Looking at the sky, it will not rain for the time being, and the road is almost dry.Jiang Fan planned to go to the town tomorrow morning to buy some rice noodles, and then buy back some daily necessities that he forgot to buy before.

Early the next morning, the three of them had breakfast. Jiang Fan took the money, led the donkey to the shed, and went first to Uncle Gao's house, and then to Uncle Hai's house. After asking them if there was anything they needed to help bring back, I walked away with the morning dew in spring.

Because the town is a bit far from the village, the village actually has ox carts for round trips, but others are for profit, and each person pays two yuan per trip, and can earn at least a dozen yuan a day.There is a small market in the town today, and there are quite a lot of people in the village.

When Jiang Fan's donkey cart arrived at the entrance of the village, the man who ran the bullock cart happened to pull a cart of people who were about to leave. The driver of the cart was called Chen Dagou. He had a few words with Jiang Fan on the day of the meeting, and he looked very happy. A man, but when there is a lot of work in the fields, Chen Dagou's father, Chen Ahsi, drives the ox cart.

When Chen Dagou saw Jiang Fan sitting outside the car shed, he smiled and said hello: "Brother Jiang, you are going to the market too!"

Jiang Fan replied with a smile: "Yes, Brother Big Dog, there are still a few things at home."

Most of the people in the car were aunts and daughters from the village. They were too embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to Jiang Fan, and when they met their eyes, they smiled as a greeting.Jiang Fan also responded like this as a courtesy.

Because there were only three of Jiang Fan and the others, the two donkeys ran much easier and faster than the bullock cart of Dagou's family. After talking, they took a step ahead.

When we arrived in the town, we deposited the donkey cart.A few people went to the cloth store first, picked out the colors and fabrics, and bought enough coarse cloth to make two sets of bunt clothes for each of the three people, and also bought six pairs of uppers to make a few pairs of shoes suitable for going to the fields.

After buying these, I went to the grain store. I bought [-] catties of white rice and [-] catties of white noodles. The boss packed them into bags. Uncle Zhang carried the white rice. , but he is not used to it yet, how can a man who is almost forty in his heart have the nerve to copy his hands.

I bought some snacks for the two little grandchildren of Uncle Gao’s family, bought a pancake for Zhang Shumo who had glanced at the pancake stall on the roadside, and bought one for myself and Uncle Zhang to eat later on the road, and then they went vegetable market.

In Jiang Fan's memory, the last time he went to the vegetable market was when he went to a mountain village with his classmates when he was in college. He went there once with the owner of the house. This kind of competition between the vegetable market and his aunt for bargaining was the first time he had experienced it.

But even though it was the first time, even Uncle Zhang secretly gave him a thumbs up, which shows that he still did a good job.

Now is the time when fresh vegetables are opened, so Jiang Fan bought a lot of green vegetables. There are several well-preserved pottery urns at home that the Jiang family did not take away before. Jiang Fan is going to ask the village aunt how to make sauerkraut. The sauerkraut tasted different from the ones he had eaten before. Thinking of the stewed meat with sauerkraut that he ate at Uncle Gao's house before, Jiang Fan slammed his mouth, it was so delicious!

After buying the vegetables, I went to the nearby pork stall and bought all the pork suet there. There were eight catties in total, and five catties were brought to Uncle Gao’s house. They only bought vegetable oil before, so they kept the remaining three catties for themselves. Come on, take it back and boil the meat oil.Zhang Shumo is just the age when a half-child eats a poor old man, and Jiang Fan is a carnivore, so he also bought ten catties of pork, a few stick bones, and two pairs of pig's trotters. People here don't think much of pigs. I also bought some large intestines and pig hearts. The butcher seller saw that they bought a lot at one time, so he gave them a pig tail.

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