"Ah... Village head, that's not what we meant."
Seeing that the village head was angry, someone couldn't help but apologize.
“Village head, we just feel that even if we plant them, they might not survive. Look at how dry the fields are outside now!”
"This little Xue girl said that we can carry water to plant the sweet potatoes first, and then wait for the rain to come. Besides, these sweet potatoes can be harvested in less than two months. Even if I, an old man, carry water to irrigate the fields every day, I can still keep going until the sweet potatoes are harvested."
Everyone's eyes lit up. There were more than 70 households in the village, and less than 1,000 sweet potato seedlings in total. How much would each household get?
They don't necessarily have to go to the field; they can plant in their yard. That way, it's closer and watering is easier.
Moreover, the leaves of sweet potatoes are also edible.
“I think the village head is right, this can be planted.”
The six team leaders discussed it and were all tempted.
As the village head said, the worst outcome would be to work for nothing, but if it really succeeds, how many more months can they persevere?
"Go back and ask them, and find out how many they want to plant."
Han Qiang glanced at everyone calmly and gave them instructions:
"Give me a number by tomorrow morning at the latest. I'll ask Xueya when we can get the sweet potato vines."
Everyone nodded hurriedly.
Do you really think Xue's sweet potato vines will work?
"Since I have nothing to do right now, I might as well give it a try."
Hearing them still talking outside the door, the village head frowned, but didn't say much.
"Honey, could I send some of these sweet potato vines to my family?"
Li Aidi listened intently outside. Last time, Han Luoxue brought back four jin of corn. She and Han Qiang argued for a long time before finally sending two jin back to her family.
Her mother even praised her for being capable and competent. She became quite famous when she went back last time.
If she could take some of the sweet potato vines back with her, her mother would be even happier.
"Didn't Xue'er say she had a thousand plants? We don't need to give my family too many, a hundred will do. Honey, they're not really keen on planting them, wouldn't it be a waste?"
As Li Aidi was speaking, she didn't hear the village head speak. She looked up and saw Han Qiang's dark face.
Looking into her eyes, she shrank back in fear. Had she said something wrong?
"How about fifty?"
"Ha, Li Aidi, I don't think this family can keep you here. You can get back to your parents' house right now!"
This woman is getting more and more outrageous. It was one thing to give her family grain last time, but now she wants sweet potato vines too.
"I... Father of my child, I just wanted to help you..."
Han Qiang took off his shoe and smashed it over Li Aidi's head.
"Get out, don't let me see you again..."
Li Aidi quickly rolled out, touching her forehead where a bump had formed, feeling wronged and wanting to cry.
As I stepped out of the yard, I saw my youngest son just come in.
"Mom, did you and Dad have another fight?"
Han Kun looked at his mother, who was filled with anger, and asked helplessly.
"Hmph, I don't know what your father is thinking. He never shares good things with us."
Han Kun rolled his eyes and retorted:
"We can't just focus on my maternal grandmother's house, can we?"
Li Aidi's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered:
"What do you mean, your maternal grandparents' house? That's your own maternal grandparents! You little ingrate, just as they say, a nephew is a dog."
Han Kun was speechless. When did his grandmother ever treat him well?
Are the meals we ate in the past considered good enough? But over the years, how much stuff has Mother sent over there?
"Mother, you should focus more on our family."
"You little brat, your grandma and uncle have spoiled you for nothing."
Li Aidi said angrily, "There's no one considerate in this family."
"Alright, I'm just giving you some advice."
Han Kun continued into the room. Han Qiang saw him come in, glanced at him, and then continued thinking.
"What is Mother planning this time?"
"Xue girl got some sweet potato vines, less than a thousand in total, and your mother actually wanted to give them a hundred."
Han Qiang was speechless, and Han Kun was also surprised:
Where did she get it?
Where can you find sweet potato vines at this time of year?
"She didn't say, but Xueya meant well and just wanted to help everyone out."
Han Kun nodded and asked, "Then where should we plant them?"
"Let's just do it in the yard."
The father and son talked and started tidying up the back of the house.
On this day, Hutouya Village became unusually lively.
Many people were tidying up the land in front of and behind their houses. Grandma Han saw this and went to ask her neighbor:
"It's not raining today, and we have no food. What are you doing cleaning up the ground?"
"Don't you know?"
The neighbor glanced at her sideways, a look of schadenfreude on his face:
"Xue'er brought over some sweet potato vines, saying they'll be ready to harvest in less than two months. Everyone wants to give it a try!"
"Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot, that's your granddaughter. Oh right, I forgot you've already separated your families."
Many people in the village were laughing at the Han family, and they drove away the third brother's family as if they were a burden. But what happened?
Look at how well they eat every day, better than anyone else.
The villagers had long disapproved of the Han family's behavior, and now they were really stabbing them in the heart.
Especially that little girl Han Luoxue, I don't know where she got those corn cobs, they're really delicious.
However, she only delivered to a few families, and I heard that the water used to boil the corn was all snatched up.
If the Han family hadn't split up and hadn't mistreated the third branch, they'd be ecstatic right now.
Grandma Han was stunned when she heard this. Such a big thing, and no one in the village had told her.
Damn it, it must be that girl Han Luoxue who did this.
Why didn't the tiger eat that wretched girl?
Old Mrs. Han went home angrily. A neighbor, watching her retreating figure, spat in displeasure.
"You heartless bastard."
Then, I continued tidying up. I don't know how much I can give to her family.
She had heard from her husband that the more the merrier.
The main problem is that if we don't farm, we have nothing else to do all day.
...
Han Luoxue excitedly ran home. Her mother was also in the room, feeding her younger brother water.
The last time she brought back brown sugar, her mother would put a little bit into the water and give it to her younger brother to drink.
"Father, Mother, guess what I found?"
Han Luoxue shouted excitedly, and Han Mingyuan looked up curiously:
"What good stuff?"
"Don't tell me you've found another ginseng..."
Yunniang smiled:
"I don't believe it. How can anyone have such good luck?"
"Forehead……"
She's almost finished storing everything in her space, and she's planning to continue using the old ginseng to communicate.
"No, this is what I found."
Han Luoxue took out a bottle of tiger milk and handed it to her father.
Father opened the lid, smelled it, and frowned in confusion:
"What kind of milk is this? It doesn't seem like goat's milk, nor does it seem like cow's milk."
Han Luoxue... Now she also wants to know, besides cows and sheep, what other things produce more milk.
You can't exactly say it's from a wild boar, can you?
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