After listening to Yao Qingshuang's detailed explanation, everyone nodded, their eyes fixed on the vines, trying hard to remember the appearance of the sweet potato leaves in their minds.
After identifying the sweet potato vines, everyone quickly found a place, squatted down impatiently, and started digging in a hurry.
Someone was digging and jokingly said, "Hey, this yam is such a pleasant surprise! We were all focused on finding ginseng in the mountains, thinking we'd make a fortune if we could dig it up. We didn't expect to come across this delicious thing on the way. It's really God's blessing. Now we can finally fill our stomachs!"
The hearty laughter spread through the mountains and forests along with the voices, making this originally somewhat dull journey of fleeing famine instantly become relaxed and joyful.
After a while, everyone was holding a few yam in their hands.
The yam are round and plump, and the brown skin shines faintly in the sunlight, just like cute little dumplings carefully nurtured by the mountains and forests. They look so pleasing to the eye that people can't help but feel happy.
The children were extremely excited. They were like a group of happy little rabbits, jumping and dancing in the crowd, their little faces flushed with excitement.
Holding the freshly dug yam tightly in his hand, he kept comparing the size of his yam with his friends, and kept chirping, "Look, is my yam big?"
"Humph, mine is bigger than yours!"
"My biggest!"
The village chief stood aside, looking at the lively and laughter-filled scene in front of him, his face full of smiles, which were full of relief and joy.
He cleared his throat, then laughed and said loudly, "We've had a great harvest today! This yam is really a good thing. It can quench your thirst and fill your stomach. It's simply a gift from God to us. Wait a minute, let's find a place to rest our feet and everyone can taste this freshly baked yam together!"
After confirming that all the yam in this area had been dug up, everyone stood up with satisfaction.
Everyone carried this abundant harvest, with bright smiles on their faces, and surrounded the village chief and Wencheng Niang as if they were heroes, and walked towards a relatively open and flat place in the mountains.
The place is surrounded by green trees and the ground is relatively flat, making it a very suitable place for rest.
Everyone was looking forward to it, ready to take a good rest here and then taste the delicious sweet potato.
As the night fell, it slowly spread over the mountains and forests like a huge black curtain.
In this quiet forest, everyone also welcomed their dinner time, and the protagonist of tonight was naturally the sweet potato that was accidentally discovered during the day.
Some people directly picked up the round yam with a slight earthy smell on the skin, wiped it lightly on the corner of their clothes, and couldn't wait to take a bite.
Wow, the taste is just like eating fruit, so sweet and juicy!
With every bite, the tender flesh bursts with sweet juice between the teeth, and the sweet taste instantly spreads in the mouth, as if the taste buds are cheering at this moment.
The children especially loved this way of eating. Their faces were covered with juice, but they kept shouting, "It's so delicious, so delicious!"
Others choose to cook the yam before eating it.
They first lit a fire in a makeshift stove. The red flames licked the bottom of the pot, and soon the water in the pot began to gurgle.
Next, carefully put the cleaned yam into the pot and watch the yam rolling up and down in the water, as if performing a cheerful dance.
After a while, when the yam is cooked, take it out and eat it. Wow, the cooked yam becomes particularly soft. You can easily bite off a piece with a light bite.
However, even after being cooked, it still retains its light sweet taste. It has a unique flavor when eaten in the mouth and is quite good.
In this way, everyone sat together, tasting the delicious sweet potatoes and sharing the interesting stories that happened in the mountains and forests from time to time. Laughter and joy echoed in the mountains and forests.
After dinner, everyone lay down contentedly on the mats that had been laid out.
They gently touched their round bellies, which were now bulging like inflated balls.
Everyone's face was filled with satisfaction, as if at this moment, all the fatigue and worries were completely dispelled by this delicious yam dinner.
They just lay there quietly, enjoying this moment of peace and contentment, letting the mountain night gently wrap around them.
In the night sky, the bright moon hangs high, like a huge and bright disk, quietly emitting a soft and cool light.
The moonlight it sheds is like a silver veil, gently falling on every corner of the world, illuminating the entire earth. Even the most hidden paths and deepest grass in the mountains and forests are clearly visible at this moment.
Such a bright moonlight seems to be a special hint from God, indicating that tomorrow will still be a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.
When they thought about the scorching sun that would pour down its scorching rays without reservation and bake the earth, their mood, which had been slightly relieved by the yam, suddenly became heavy again, and the smiles on their faces faded.
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness and anxiety, and they couldn't help muttering, "When is it going to rain? It's been so dry for so long. If it continues like this, it's going to be terrible. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive!"
The voice was filled with exhaustion and despair, as if the person had lost all hope due to the ongoing drought.
Amidst all the sighs and groans, someone suddenly seemed to have an idea and shouted to the village chief, "Village chief, look, there's water and food in the mountains now. It seems we can still make a living. How about...how about we just stay in the mountains? That way, at least we won't have to worry about finding water and food, and we won't have to endure the drought outside."
As the man spoke, he looked at the village chief with anticipation, as if he thought his idea was absolutely brilliant.
When the village chief heard this, he immediately frowned and gave the person who spoke a cold look, with obvious displeasure in his eyes.
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