Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Chapter 50 It’s better to seek help from others than from yourself
"Alas, everyone is having a hard time. The drought in the county has eased significantly, but nationwide, the disaster is getting worse in many places."

Jiang Yuling couldn't help but sigh when she thought of the news she read in the newspaper.

Fang Wei couldn't help with this, but the man came from far away and brought him a big bag of matches and a straw hat.

Fang Wei insisted that they both have lunch before leaving, and before leaving, he packed 10 kilograms of potatoes for Jiang Yuling.

After the guests left, Tian Guihua pulled him aside and asked him questions.

It can be seen that the gossip fire in the sister-in-law's heart has begun to burn again.

Fang Wei didn't explain much. He and Jiang Yuling were from two different worlds and they wouldn't have much contact in the future.

"Third Brother, you're saying that the drought here has ended, but nationwide, the disasters have become even worse? What should we do?"

During dinner, Fang Wei told Jiang Yuling about the news he heard today.

Fang Ping seemed worried. The whole country was in a state of chaos. If the disaster continued in other places, this year's returned grain might not arrive on time.

The rations left by the team would be enough to last us for half a year.

I will have to starve for the rest of the half year, alas!
"Okay, let's not talk about these things anymore. You two brothers can't solve these problems even if you worry to death."

Seeing the man sighing, Tian Guihua quickly interrupted the topic.

The two little guys didn't understand much about adult matters, so after dinner they dragged Fang Wei to see if the chickens had returned to the roost.

The chickens raised by Fang Wei run around outside every day looking for food. They will return to the nest at noon and in the evening, and they will also return to the nest to lay eggs.

He took his nephews and nieces back to his residence, and the chickens in his house had indeed returned.

"Manman, I found two eggs."

As soon as Fang Tao entered the door, he went to dig out the chicken coop and found two eggs.

"Haha, Taotao is still awesome."

Fang Wei reached out and touched Fang Tao's head, and the little guy became even more proud.

Most of the time, these chickens are fed by Fang Tao and Fang Tingting, brother and sister, and they take this matter very seriously.

"Manman, and me too. I'm pretty good too."

When Fang Tingting heard that her uncle only praised her brother, she felt a little unhappy and quickly pointed at her nose and said.

"Yes, and our Tingting is also very good. Well, these two eggs are given to you as rewards. Take them home and let Mommy cook them for you tomorrow."

Fang Wei couldn't help but smile, then gave the eggs to the two siblings and asked them to take them back quickly.

Taotao and Tingting walked out happily. Fang Wei looked at their backs and thought that it was time for Taotao to go to school in the second half of this year. He couldn't let the child wander around like this all the time.

Just as he was about to boil some water, he heard Taotao and Tingting crying.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Wei dropped what he was holding and ran out. He thought the child had fallen, but when he ran outside, he saw that the two little guys were blocked by Aunt Hua next door.

He ran over in two or three steps and asked Aunt Hua in a somewhat unfriendly tone.

"My chickens laid eggs outside and they picked them up. I asked them for them but they refused to give them back."

"You're talking nonsense! These eggs are all for us, not for you!"

Fang Tingting was so scared that she started crying, but Fang Tao fiercely protected the eggs in his pocket and argued loudly.

"That's right. Our chickens laid two eggs today. I just gave them some to them to take home and eat. Aunt Hua, you should take care of your chickens yourself. Don't always blame others for taking your eggs."

Trivial matters like this are very common in the village, but Fang Wei is a little annoyed by Aunt Hua.

This is not the first time that the other party has made trouble outside because of eggs. This woman is unreasonable and even bullies children. She is such a piece of shit.

"You are a family, of course you will protect these two devil cubs."

Aunt Hua was stunned for a moment, but instead of apologizing, she started to make a fuss.

"You damn bitch, how dare you slander my Taotao and Tingting? I'll tear your scaly mouth to pieces."

Fang Wei's residence was very close to his eldest brother's house. When Tian Guihua heard the noise, she rushed to Aunt Hua like a gust of wind. While cursing, she raised her hand and gave Aunt Hua a big slap.

The speed was so fast that even Fang Wei couldn't react.

"You've killed someone! I'll fight you to the death."

Half of Aunt Hua's face immediately became red and swollen, and she burst into tears, her screams alarming half the village.

The two women started to fight, and Fang Wei quickly pulled her sister-in-law apart.

This was originally a small matter, but if someone died, it would not be worth it.

When Taotao saw this, he pulled his sister back home and called Fang Ping over.

Not only Fang Ping came, but Aunt Hua's husband and two sons also came.

The other party has two sons, one is 18 years old and the other is 15. The eldest is a militiaman, and the second one hangs out with Zheng Hu all day long, and he feels uncomfortable when he sees Fang Wei.

"Are you bored? Fang Ping, if you have something to say, just say it. Why are you resorting to violence? If you're itching to fight, go and fight with your man at night. Don't embarrass yourself in the village.

And you, Hua's wife, you're always wandering around the village, looking for eggs from everyone else's chickens that look like yours. Do you have any shame? You even bully the kids.

You two should apologize to each other. Mrs. Fang Ping is not allowed to use violence in the future, and the chickens raised by Mrs. Hua are not allowed to leave the yard.

If you don't listen, I'll deduct your men's work points, do you understand?"

Zheng Xianfa appeared at the right time and scolded the two women.

It’s not easy to be a team leader. If you can’t control the people, how can you lead the members to produce?

Zheng Xianfa yelled a few words, and Aunt Hua and Tian Guihua became obedient. They said soft words hesitantly, then covered their faces and ran back to their rooms.

Aunt Hua's husband was in his forties. He waved his hand to send his two sons away, then took out his pipe and handed it to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping took out a pinch of tobacco, took out a piece of paper and rolled a "horn tube" while the other party lit the pipe. The two stood together and smoked silently.

After smoking, the two of them turned around and went home as if nothing had happened.

When women quarrel or fight, generally speaking, things won't get out of hand as long as men don't get involved.

Fang Wei was also about to go back, but before he had taken two steps, Zheng Xianfa followed him: "Little scholar, let's go to your room and talk."

Talking about Bai means the same as chatting and chatting, so Fang Wei naturally wouldn't refuse, so the two of them walked into his house together.

"Captain, please sit down first. I'll make some tea."

Although the village is poor, every household has two things.

One is flue-cured tobacco, the other is bitter tea. The former is grown every year by the team, and the latter can be picked in the mountains.

The local wild tea trees are of poor quality, and even the supply and marketing cooperatives will not accept the tea they produce.

However, this kind of tea is very suitable for the local people's taste. When guests come to their home, they will boil a pot of tea, take out some jar vegetables and peanuts and melon seeds, and drink tea while eating.

This is called "eating tea" locally.

"Little Scholar, I've been to the experimental fields, and the rice is growing really well! Let me ask you, what do you estimate the yield per mu to be?"

Later, the two drank tea and talked about breeding.

Zheng Xianfa already knew that the disaster situation in most parts of the country was becoming increasingly serious, so he no longer had any hope of selling back the grain this year.

As the saying goes, "It is better to rely on yourself than on others." He believes that he still needs to work hard to increase rice production.

There are only so many fields in the team, and the same goes for fertilizers. There is no way to produce more out of thin air.

Then the only thing we can rely on is seeds. With high-quality seeds, the yield can be increased.

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