Zhou Zheng collected a lot of environmental samples and asked Xu Qingzhi for his contact information. The two added each other on WeChat.

Xu Fuqiang went to clean up the village's public threshing ground, which had not been used for years and had been abandoned for a long time.

Not long after, Xu Fuqiang came back.

He said with a sad face, "The threshing ground has been unused for too long. It is overgrown with grass and moss. It is not suitable for drying rice."

But there are always more solutions than problems.

Wang Yanmei thought for a moment and said, "Why not just ship it to the rice mill in the county? It will cost a little more money for gas. The rice can be dried directly by machines, then inspected and shipped back."

Xu Qingzhi:!!!

What? This thing already exists? "Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Why bother drying the rice? Just transport it over there directly.

Most people in the village grow rice for their own consumption, or second-hand rice dealers would rather spend time drying the rice themselves in order to make more money.

But the Xu family planted more than 50 acres of land this time, so it would definitely be more convenient to send the crops directly for drying.

It’s just a bit farther to go to the county town, so it costs more gas, and you may have to pay for drying.

The rice on the ground was already being dried, so they just left it there for now. Xu Qingzhi made the decision and ordered that the rice that Uncle Zhong harvested with the harvester today be transported directly to the rice mill by truck.

Xu Fuqiang went around the area to find four large trucks to help.

The harvester is very efficient and can harvest ten acres of land in an hour.

Taoshui Village has a flat terrain and is not complicated, so there is no difficulty in operation.

If you are efficient, you can finish it in one day.

It is true that technology changes our lives.

If this were the old days of manpower, an entire family would go out with their children, helping this family collect today and that family collect tomorrow.

The adults bent over to cut the rice, and the children helped to take the rice to the thresher to swing it. The children who could not help had no one to look after them, so they ran around and played on the pile of rice straw after threshing. When they were tired of playing, they smelled the fragrance of the straw and fell asleep on the pile of rice straw.

When it gets dark, they have to harvest rice by lanterns. When the adults are done, they look at the little ones, who are sleeping soundly on the straw and don't want to be woken up even if they are called.

There is the fragrance of rice in the air, the chirping of cicadas and the chirping of unknown insects in the ears, a slight cool breeze, and the adults' trouser legs are covered in mud and half-tied up to the calves.

Due to the development of technology, these have gradually become memories exclusive to that generation.

Nowadays, harvesters harvest the crops and large trucks take them away directly.

In addition to transporting it, a few people had to go with the vehicle to help.

Tian Li and his companions divided themselves into teams. With two people plus Xu Fuqiang, there were exactly five cars.

Zhou Zheng wanted to take samples, but he was too old, so he decided not to go.

Wang Yanmei was cooking at home, while Xu Qingzhi went to his grandfather's house to pick persimmons.

When I went there, Grandpa was killing fish.

Huo Fengyan was holding a bunch of supplements he brought from Kyoto and called out, "Grandpa."

The old man raised his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Huo, I know you are coming. I will kill a fish for lunch today. Qingzhi, you can have lunch here."

"We have guests at home, Grandpa. When you kill the fish, bring it over. We can eat together at noon." Xu Qingzhi went to look at the persimmon cakes, which had been dried in good shape. She washed her hands, dried them, and continued to knead them.

The old man said, "What's the matter? Do you think grandpa's cooking skills are not good enough?"

Xu Qingzhi also understood grandpa's thoughts. He just wanted to be nicer to people, but he didn't know how to do it. So he thought it would be a good idea to cook the meal himself.

"Grandpa, that's not what I meant." She saw his hands full of fish scales and urged him, "Wash your hands first, don't get ichthyosis."

Since I was a child, my elders have always told me that I should be careful when killing fish and not let fish scales stay on my hands for too long, otherwise I would get ichthyosis.

It is not the kind of ichthyosis in the traditional sense.

There was a person in the village who had this disease before. At first, fish scales stuck to his skin for a long time, causing the skin to rot and a lump to grow at the back. It kept getting bigger and bigger. The person was reluctant to spend money to go to the hospital, so he used a knife to cut the meat at home. There has been a lump in that place ever since.

Later, the man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and Xu Qingzhi saw it again.

Therefore, the villagers paid special attention to these things and gave the children many reminders, and Xu Qingzhi always kept them in mind.

"It feels a bit like dried persimmon."

Xu Qingzhi nodded, "Yeah, I think it will be delicious when it's done."

Grandpa didn't disturb the young people, but went into the house quietly to pour water. After the two of them finished picking persimmons and sat down on the porch, he came out with the cup of water.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Huo Fengyan said politely.

Xu Qingzhi took the cup without hesitation and took a sip, "It's really sweet, there's even honey in it."

"That's the can you sent me." The old man said, remembering that there was a bag of untouched white sugar at home. "Yes, I have a bag of white sugar someone else sent me. I haven't eaten it yet. Qingzhi, take it back when you leave."

"Okay." Xu Qingzhi nodded.

The grandfather and grandson chatted casually, the grandfather talked about his fishing, and Xu Qingzhi talked about the rice at home.

The sunlight in the sky slowly rose, and the sunlight that originally fell in the middle of the yard slowly tilted over inch by inch, and finally sprinkled on Xu Qingzhi's feet.

"Mr. Xu, are you home?"

From far away, a loud shout was heard.

The voice arrives before the person arrives.

The people under the eaves looked up for seven or eight seconds before the man showed his head at the gate. "Mr. Xu, you're home. That's great."

He supported someone, pushed open the gate and walked in.

"My father-in-law has a snake bite on his waist. Can you help take a look?"

Xu Dongru didn't recognize the person in front of him for a moment, so he asked directly: "Who are you?"

"I am the youngest son of A Mao from the Upper House Group."

"Oh, the young one from A-Mao's family. I remember your mom told me that you run a teahouse and memorial hall outside." Xu Dongru stood up and walked over to him. "I haven't seen you for several years. You've gained weight."

The man scratched his head and said with a smile: "I've had a good life in the past few years. I've gained weight just by eating and not moving."

Xu Dongru looked at the person next to him and said, "Is this your father-in-law?"

"Yes, I also heard from my mother that you have a secret remedy that can cure it. You have cured all the snake bites in the surrounding area. So I quickly brought my father-in-law here from another province to see you. He has been to the hospital several times, but he has not gotten better."

Xu Dongru waved his hand modestly, "I'm not that great. Where is it? Lift up your clothes first, and let me see."

As he spoke, the old man suddenly remembered that his granddaughter was still here.

"Wait, come in and take a look."

The father-in-law thought he was being polite and was mindful of his privacy, so he immediately lifted up his clothes and said, "It's okay, I'm a grown man, not a woman, old doctor, just look at me directly."

Xu Dongru's mood at this moment was similar to that of a sister who was selling men's clothing in a shopping mall. She saw a man with a big belly suddenly take off his shirt and changed his clothes on the spot.

He silently took a few steps to block it.

"Qingzhi, don't look at it."

The snake thing growing around his waist is disgusting and scary. He must not scare his good granddaughter.

Xu Dongru took a look and saw that it stretched from the back waist to the front, it was too long.

He frowned, "Why not treat it as soon as possible?"

"I've tried treatment, but it doesn't work." The man shook his head and sighed.

If it worked, he wouldn't have asked people for folk remedies, and he even drove back specially to get treated.

The father-in-law saw that the other person kept looking at him, and he was shocked, "Can this be cured?"

Xu Dongru loosened his clothes and said, "You can put your clothes down now. You can be cured. Come into the house."

He went to the shrine and took out three incense sticks and some paper money.

The father-in-law looked at his actions with a hint of distrust in his eyes.

It feels... a bit unreliable.