Chapter 174 Is it so fierce?
Sang Zhixia, who was naturally insensitive to conspiracies, did not notice the undercurrents surging beneath the calm.
Or perhaps, she was kept in the dark by Xu Yu and others, and after all the fuss, she still didn't know anything.
But for her, the most important thing is that the problem is solved.
Everything at home has returned to normal. Uncle Xu hasn't been home for several months, and the old lady has been more quiet and peaceful than ever before and has not caused any trouble. This is good enough.
Sang Zhixia focused more on the fields and the harvest. After a busy day, she suddenly remembered something and turned to Xu Yu, "Didn't you tell me who you found before you went to find a doctor for your grandfather? How did it end?"
Xu Yu hummed and said calmly, "He's only a half-baked doctor, not a good one. I'll send him back when I find a good one."
Sang Zhixia asked casually and Xu Yu answered casually.
These words were just spoken and there was no follow-up.
Xu Yu looked at Sang Zhixia, whose attention was quickly diverted, and the corners of his lips tightened silently.
go back?
The people who come here can't just leave without getting the job done.
And Chen Nianhe...
Doctor Hu had sent him messages several times, and Chen Nianhe must have known that the Xu family had settled here, but there had been no movement so far.
This is not like Chen Nianhe's usual style...
Sang Zhixia couldn't sense what he was thinking, so she picked up a small basket, called a few little ones, and went out to the fields decisively.
Today’s task is the same as yesterday’s: plant flowers!
In order to solve the problem of rice stem borers, Sangzhi really put a lot of thought into it before and after summer.
In addition to artificially attracting the natural enemies of rice borers to build nests, she also deliberately scattered a lot of colorful flower seeds she found in the open space beside the rice field, regardless of how many could survive, as long as they could attract the little creatures to build nests and settle down.
After learning of her plan, although the onlookers did not think this method was feasible, many people still followed her advice and put in the effort. They gradually planted a number of various saplings with long flowering periods in the available space, and most of them survived.
Flowers flourish among green leaves of all sizes. Parasitic bees fly in and out of beehives across vast rice fields. Their tiny shadows disappear in the gentle breeze. The rice seedlings in the rice fields also sprout strong ears of flowers without anyone noticing.
The rice in the Xu family's rice fields began to bear ears, and the old man's illness was cured.
Although the illness has been cured, it was a serious illness and he had a near-death experience. The old man's current condition is obviously not as good as before. Teaching the children to read and play chess is not a problem, but he can no longer do the work in the fields.
Uncle Xu had caught a cold a few days ago, squatting on the ground and sniffing in a rather unrefined manner. He said in a muffled voice, "It's better not to go to the fields. When the busy farming season comes, we have so many people hired that there's not enough work to go around. Why would we rush out to the fields and suffer?"
"Father, if you ask me, it would be great if I could just teach the kids to read at home and get my health back at the same time. Isn't that better than anything else?"
A year and a half later, the Xu family's situation in Luobei Village was very different from when they first arrived.
Hundreds of acres of arable land have become the Xu family's greatest strength, and the thriving rice seedlings in the fields also indicate a promising future.
Although Uncle Xu and others are used to being busy and still have to go around the fields every day to check on the situation, most of the work is naturally done by people hired for money. This is different from the beginning when they had to do everything themselves.
There's absolutely no need for the old man to go with him.
Uncle Xu's words were still there, but the old man felt suffocated after hearing them.
"Am I already old enough to be unable to move?"
Uncle Xu said without thinking: "Sixty-five! Wouldn't it be better to spend your retirement at home?"
"You mean I'm old?!"
Uncle Xu hadn't noticed the anger in the air yet, and he stiffened his neck, thinking that what he said was very reasonable.
Aunt Xu couldn't stand it any longer and tugged at his sleeve, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Uncle Xu was about to argue, but then he heard the old man say nervously, "Xia girl, come here."
Sang Zhixia, who had just walked in holding Qingzhi, uttered a bewildered "Ah!", put down her things, walked over and blinked: "Grandfather?"
The old man pointed at Uncle Xu's unruly face and sneered, "Your uncle said that I'm too old to move and can only stay at home and wait for death. Do you think he's right?"
Sang Zhixia: "..."
What do you mean?
When gods fight, innocent people will be affected?
Sang Zhixia touched her nose and smiled with great difficulty, her words coming out dryly: "Grandfather, Third Uncle doesn't mean that, does he?"
"That's what he meant!"
The old man slammed the table and said, "What's wrong with 65? The elderly people over 80 in the village are still working in the fields, but at 65 I can only stay at home?!"
"Am I missing an arm or a hand compared to someone else?!"
The old man who was suddenly unemployed had been holding back his anger for a long time, and suddenly he exploded with astonishing force.
Sang Zhixia was inexplicably dragged into the battle. She looked around for a long time. Xu Wenxiu and her two sisters-in-law, who were doing embroidery in the daylight, all lowered their heads and pretended to be deaf and dumb. No one supported her.
Seeing the old man's chest heaving with anger, she quickly said, "Third Uncle definitely didn't mean that!"
"Uncle San just thinks you're wasting your talent working in the fields. You should be displaying your talents in a wider environment. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of your vast knowledge?"
"Uncle San, don't you think so?"
Uncle Xu was yelled at so hard that he couldn't even squat on the ground anymore. He sniffed and said sullenly, "Yes, yes, Xia Xia is right. That's what I meant."
The old man glanced at him sideways, and Uncle Xu decisively became the cuckold who shrank his neck and kept silent.
Sang Zhixia suppressed a laugh, walked over, squatted down, looked up at the old man whose face was red with anger, and said seriously, "Grandfather, speaking of this, I actually have an idea."
The old man paused and looked at her less fiery temper with amusement: "What weird idea have you come up with?"
A few days ago, Xu Mingyang had a disagreement with the village headman, and was blocked on the road by the headman of the Huo family and several other little kids, and was beaten up. The fight was tragic.
The Xu family is now raising their children without being pretentious and strictly abides by the village's rule of free-range raising.
It was common for children to have small fights. If they rolled in the mud like a mess, they would be scolded by having their ears pulled when they got home, and then be beaten as they pleased when they were let out the next day. The adults from the Xu and Huo families would smile when they saw each other again, and would not take it seriously.
But Sang Zhixia couldn't bear it.
Just beat them once because you have more people. Why would you beat people up every day at mealtime?
Is it so fierce?
The kid from the Huo family was born with great strength. His fists were like sandbags, making people lose their temper. What was even more infuriating was that he had no martial ethics. Although they had agreed to a one-on-one duel, this kid always ambushed and beat people in groups.
Xu Mingyang was very proud at a young age and had a stubborn temper. He agreed on a one-on-one fight but it turned into a group fight and he refused to run away even though he couldn't win. He set a time for the duel and went out to get beaten on time after eating three meals a day. His little face was covered with bruises, and Sang Zhixia felt really distressed when she saw it.
Then she asked in detail about the dueling methods of these little guys, and secretly began to give advice to Xu Mingyang, who was silently taking the beating.
Xu Mingyang relied on his military advisor to give him advice and actually won by using the weak to defeat the strong.
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