Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 10
Chen Jingrong also came back with a vegetable basket at this time, the basket full of wild vegetables was still very tender, and Mrs. An was very happy.

"Jing Rong, wash and dry these wild vegetables. I'll marinate them tomorrow morning, and use the rest to make wild vegetable soup tomorrow," said Mrs. An and turned back to the kitchen.

An Zhinan saw his mother fetching water to wash the vegetables and hurried forward, holding wild vegetables in her small hands and clumsily asking for help.

An Zhiyan and An Yanshu closely followed her sister's footsteps, An Zhiyan said with a little adult appearance: "Mom, I'll wash it for you, make sure it's clean, hehe."

An Yanshu didn't speak, and silently washed wild vegetables, looking at his sister from time to time.

Chen Jingrong smiled softly: "Okay, you are the most obedient."

With other children in the village as a comparison, aren't my two sons just well-behaved?

Although I like to play a little at ordinary times, which child doesn't like to play.

The family of seven had dinner in harmony. An Zhiyan and An Yanshu were supposed to go to school tomorrow, and they were driven back to bed early by the adults in the family. An Zhinan slept for a while during the day and now he is not sleepy at all. in arms.

The four adults in the family were sitting in the main room talking at this moment, with sad faces on their faces.

Old man An opened his mouth while wiping the cigarette stick: "Chongyuan, water the fields more these two days to try to make the rice grow better. It's almost time to harvest next month. I don't know how the harvest will be. I hope Not too bad."

An Zhongyuan nodded muffled.

Mrs. An glanced at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "For the past two days, the old people in the village have been saying that this year's harvest will not be good. I think some people are watering the fields, and some people say that there will be a drought this year. Are they right? Our family has to make preparations early. In this way, Jing Rong and I will water the fields these two days. You will go to the village chief's house to borrow a bullock cart tomorrow, and you will go to the town to buy more grain tomorrow. "

An Chongyuan looked at his mother in surprise: "Mother, it's not that serious. There is still some grain from last year in the cellar. There is no need to buy grain. Besides, the family doesn't have much money."

Mrs. An glared at her eldest son, and said sharply, "You know what, if you are told to go, you can go. What are you talking about? Nan is still young, so he can't starve the child, remember to buy some millet when buying food tomorrow, Nan Nan is now growing up, so buy more."

An Chongyuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his father.

"Listen to your mother, your mother is right, it is best if there is no drought. If there is a drought, there will definitely not be enough food to eat. We can't starve our children. Our family is also just in case, before anything happens. , our family has made preparations early, remember to write a letter to your sister when you go to town tomorrow, and ask their family to make some preparations."

An Chongyuan could only nod his head. Anyway, he didn't understand these things, so he was right to listen to his parents. What's more, the children at home were still young, so he had to make some preparations just in case.

An Zhinan rolled his eyes, and really wanted to get some spring water out of the space to water without anyone noticing, but looking at his small arms and legs, it really restricted his performance, and he couldn't tell his family clearly The matter of space is very annoying when you think about it.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house, and old man An looked puzzled: "Who is here at this point? Chongyuan, go and have a look."

"Hey," An Zhongyuan got up and went out.

After a while, An Chongyuan entered the house, followed by a man of similar age to old man An, with one or two patches on his white-washed long gown, he walked in hurriedly.

The people in the room got up immediately after seeing the person coming, and old man An went up to meet him: "Village chief? Why are you here so late?"

Qi Cunyi had a sad face, and after sitting down, he said in a deep voice: "I have seen that the crops in the fields are not growing well these days, and many crops in the neighboring villages have withered. This year's harvest is not expected to be good, and I am afraid that there will be a drought."

Seeing that the whole family was silent, Village Chief Qi felt even more heavy. He looked at Old Man An and continued: "I can't sit still at home, and the harvest is about to be harvested. If the crops are gone at this juncture, the big guy will be in vain." I'm busy, so I want to come to discuss with you, old brother, I really have no idea."

The old man An said after a moment of contemplation: "Since you are here, the village chief, I will not hide it from you. The same thing happened 20 years ago, but it was more serious than now. I think even if there is a drought, it will not be like this." It was as serious as it was at the beginning, but we still need to make some preparations, and I plan to send Chongyuan to the town to buy some food tomorrow morning."

Seeing that the village chief frowned, Old Man An forced a laugh: "Of course, we did it just in case, maybe we thought too much. You, village chief, also experienced the drought 20 years ago. At that time, it was hotter than it is now." too much."

Qi Cunyi was somewhat comforted, looked up at Old Man An and said, "Brother, I am also concerned about chaos, how about this, I will let my boss go to town with Chong Yuan in the morning, these days are just rumors, the food should not be enough It will rise, and I will organize some more people in the afternoon, and then I will go to the next town to buy more food and come back, so I have to make some preparations."

Thinking that there is still some balance in the account of the village, Qi Cunyi's burden is much lighter.

"Then it's hard work for the village chief, let Chongyuan contribute too when the time comes," Old Man An finally smiled.

The big stone in his heart was put down, and Qi Cunyi went home relaxed.

Seeing the village chief's back disappear into the thick night, Mrs. An couldn't help sighing: "The village chief is a good person."

"Well, our village can live a good life slowly, and it is inseparable from the leadership of the village chief. He came today to see what we are going to do. He already knew what we should do, but no one listened to him. So upset, it’s time to go home and get a good night’s sleep.”

An Chongyuan didn't understand what his parents were doing. Seeing the daughter in his wife's arms drooling in sleep, he immediately showed an old father's smile, got up and strode to Chen Jingrong, grabbed his daughter in his arms, Turning her head to her parents, she said, "Dad and mother, Nan Nan has fallen asleep. I'll take her back to the room to sleep. It's getting late. You should go to bed earlier."

"Okay, okay, now that the weather is getting hot, you should pay more attention. Nannan likes to kick the quilt. Be alert at night. Don't get sick. You can go to the town early tomorrow morning and ask me for money," Mrs. An endured. He couldn't help saying a few more words, and waved his hands to let his son and daughter-in-law go back.

After returning to the house, Chen Jingrong watched An Chongyuan carefully put her daughter on the bed, smiled and walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet and fiddled with it a few times, then took out a wooden box, looking at the wooden box with eyes full of nostalgia, Can't help stroking back and forth.

After An Chongyuan put his daughter back, he turned his head and saw the things in the lady's hand, he was startled and walked quickly to the lady's side: "It's so good, why did you take this out?"

(End of this chapter)