Shennong Pharmaceutical Field

Chapter 69 Please allocate wasteland for Yang Pengfei
Hearing someone asked about this, Xiao Fumei became happy. She forgot the shocking scene just now, and replied triumphantly, "What's the time, sister Tianniu made a drink that you have never drunk before." What about the past porridge?"

Xiao Fumei's words immediately aroused the interest of everyone present, even Yao Runzhi, the uncle who was holding Yao Tiantian comfortingly, moved slightly, as if he was leaning over to pay attention to Xiao Fumei's direction.

Everyone's topic changed, she was still in her uncle's arms, enjoying his safe protection, Yao Tiantian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, she wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and slowly raised her body, sorry Said "I know, I'm fine, it's Tian Niu who made everyone worry."

After finishing speaking, Yao Tiantian grimaced at Fu Mei and Xiao Fu Mei, and said apologetically, "Fu Mei, it's all bad sister Tian Niu, which surprised you."

Xiao Fumei shook her head, turned around and ran over, happily holding Yao Tiantian's hand.The tears on her little face were still there, but she put on a bright smile again, as if she wasn't the one who was crying just now, she shook Yao Tiantian's hand, and said triumphantly and eagerly, "Sister Tianniu, hurry up and get along with me!" Let me tell you about the porridge you make with buckwheat noodles."

Just now, Xiao Fumei was scared to cry, but now she doesn't care at all, and she has no trust and intimacy towards Yao Tiantian, which makes Yao Tiantian want to say a few more words about the matter just now. Turning around, he put away the words that fell out of his mouth, and said generously, "There is no rice at home. I am trying to make some porridge with buckwheat noodles. I want to taste how it tastes."

"Make porridge with buckwheat noodles?" Yao Runzhi was thoughtful, and a smile of enlightenment gradually appeared on his face, "Since the porridge is ready, let's come together."

After a short pause, Yao Runzhi glanced at Yao Tiantian, and said meaningfully, "Tianniu has done a lot, everyone has a share, and there are some left, right?"

After finishing speaking, Yao Runzhi walked towards the dining room of the main house without waiting for Yao Tiantian's answer.

Buckwheat porridge is naturally not bad to drink. Yao Tiantian knows this. She has drank it in modern civilized society. This time she made buckwheat porridge by herself and made a small change, adding fresh green wild vegetables , Yao Tiantian still has some small expectations about what the taste will become.

Picking up the porridge bowl in front of her, Yao Tiantian took a small sip, closed her eyes and savored it carefully, her heart relaxed and she couldn't help smiling.She really did it right. The buckwheat porridge with green wild vegetables has a refreshing taste and is more delicious than simple buckwheat porridge.

After tasting it herself, Yao Tiantian was relieved. Before she could raise her head to observe other people's expressions, Xiaofumei's cheerful voice rang out, "It's delicious. It's really delicious. It's even better than rice porridge."

"Mm, um, it's really good, we've waited so long. I didn't expect Tian Niu to be not only smart, but also a master at making it!" Da Zhuang gave a 'snoring', took another big sip, and praised vaguely.

"So, let's take the stuffed porridge to the mountain. Anyone who is tired or hungry from the mountain work can drink a few sips." Yao Runzhi tasted the buckwheat porridge in his mouth politely, and said this sentence slowly Come on.

Take it to the mountains?Uncle's brains turn so fast, and he never misses any opportunity to sell buckwheat crops to the villagers. Uncle doesn't do business, it's a waste of his good brains.

It's just that she cooks buckwheat porridge with wild vegetables according to the amount of these people. How can there be extra porridge to take to the mountains?Could it be that she still has to cook another pot?Thinking of the fire in the stove and the burning firewood, Yao Tiantian's body trembled unconsciously.

Yao Tiantian understood Yao Runzhi's thoughts, and was so entangled in making a fire to cook porridge again.Fusheng also understood, and took practical actions. He stood up, "Sir, we all had breakfast at home. Although this porridge is delicious, we don't need to drink it now. We take it to the mountains." Just right."

As soon as Fu Sheng finished speaking, Fifth Grandma's loud voice rang out from outside the door, "What else do you want to bring? I cleaned up a big earthen pot, and I'm going to bring some boiling water up the mountain?"

"It's just right, the big crock prepared by Grandma Fifth is just right." Gou Wa also put down his bowl, walked towards Grandma Fifth, and took the big crock that Grandma Fifth was carrying.

The matter was settled in such a few words, Yao Tiantian filled a large pot of buckwheat porridge with wild vegetables, more than half of which was packed into a large earthen pot, and a group of people walked out of the gate of the village school in a mighty manner.

Although Yao Tiantian didn't get up late today, she spent more time cooking the porridge. When they left the house, she realized that Zaohua and her parents, uncles and aunts, and cousin Huaihua were all together. Already waiting outside the door.Aunt Yang also followed behind everyone carrying a shovel, but Uncle Yang Qiu was nowhere to be seen.

Gathering together the big family of Zaohua, the group led by Yao Runzhi finally looked like a person, no longer old and old, young and young, lacking the strength of the backbone.When they got near the old ancestral hall, Xiao Fang'er's father and uncle joined everyone. When they walked out of the village, the line of this group of people became longer and longer, and many people joined in silently. , Everyone unanimously carried shovels, hoes, sickles, etc. on their shoulders.

Yao Runzhi's first choice of wasteland is the place not far from the pond where buckwheat seeds were first discovered. Although there were only a dozen or so villagers who followed him up the mountain on the first day, he still carefully divided the boundaries of wasteland for everyone, and The name of the head of the household is engraved on the wooden sign at the border.

Finally, when it was Da Zhuang and Gou Wa's turn, Da Zhuang stroked the back of his head, thought carefully for a while, and still said, "Sir, let's write my father's name Yang Yingshan, he, he, I don't want to forget him."

Grandma Wu heard her grandson say this, a contented and proud smile bloomed on her face full of wind and frost, before she could speak, her nose suddenly felt astringent, she turned around quickly, lifted her skirt and wiped the corners of her eyes. tears of joy.

Yao Runzhi nodded in satisfaction, agreeing that "Mr. has fulfilled your filial piety. The wasteland you opened up is named after your father, so that your descendants will always remember him."

After Yao Runzhi finished speaking, he carved Da Zhuang's father's name squarely on the big wooden sign.

The big guys who went up the mountain to open up wasteland were allotted their own wasteland, and inserted wooden signs with their names engraved on the side stems of their own land.After everyone started working on their own land, Yao Runzhi asked Gouwa, who had been busy with him, "How is it? Have you thought about it?"

"I, I..." Gouwa stopped the movements of his hands, opened his mouth and said "I" a few times but didn't continue, but lowered his head blankly, the warm spring sun reflected the crystals in the corners of his eyes.

Just when Gouwa was suddenly heartbroken, a low voice came from behind a big rock in the distance, "Sir, Mr. Yao, you, you can write Yang Pengfei to him."

"Father?" Gouwa suddenly raised his head, followed the voice, and asked repeatedly, "Father, is that you? You also came to open up wasteland? She, she agrees with you?"

"No, no, I'm not here to open up wasteland. You are busy, you are busy." A figure flashed dodgyly behind the big rock, he turned around and ran down the mountain.

"Father, wait, wait for me, I..." Gouwa said in a crying voice, while raising his legs to chase his father.

"Son, come back, don't make things difficult for your father." Grandma Fifth shook her head pityingly, and said loudly behind Gou Wa.

The fifth grandma said, and made hugging movements towards Da Zhuang. Da Zhuang took back such obvious hints from his grandma, and he took a few steps to catch up with Gou Wa, hugged him from behind, and persuaded "Gouwa, go back, and let your share of the land be next to mine, and we brothers will do it together."

Gou Wa was not as strong as Da Zhuang, so he struggled a few times without breaking free, gave up struggling slumpedly, covered his face and squatted down slowly, it took him a long time to stand up, and asked Yao Runzhi, "Mr. Let me, Yang Pengfei, allocate the wasteland."

The compassion on Yao Runzhi's face gradually subsided. He didn't say anything more, but seriously carved the three characters "Yang Pengfei" on the wooden stake belonging to Gouwa, and solemnly inserted it into the distribution box. On the wasteland for Gouwa.

Perhaps it was because Yao Runzhi engraved a sign on the land of each family. Everyone was very enthusiastic about opening up wasteland. In less than an hour, each family's land was opened up in a decent way. After removing the overgrown reed roots and weeds, picking up the gravel and rubble, patches of land with a dark luster appeared in front of everyone. Such a fertile land was something that everyone had never thought of before. The joyful smiles on the faces of the sweaty and hard-working folks became brighter.

As the sun rose gradually, everyone opened up more and more wasteland, and some folks from Yangjiatun surrounded the mountain with their heads poking around.

Yao Runzhi straightened up, pretending to casually glanced at the villagers in twos and threes in the distance, and told Da Zhuang and Gou Wa who were not far away, "Give everyone a drink of porridge."

"Hey..." Da Zhuang put down his hoe when he heard the call, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, take a break, let's do it after a while. The gruel that Mr. Yao prepared for the big guys is in the earthen pot. It is boiled with buckwheat noodles, everyone, come and have a drink and take a break."

Hearing Da Zhuang's greeting, Xiao Fumei jumped up and ran to Yao Tiantian's side, and said excitedly, "Sister Tianniu, let's share porridge for everyone."

"Okay." Yao Tiantian stood up straight, and let out a long breath. She beat her sore back with her hands. "The porridge we cooked together, now share it with everyone."

(End of this chapter)