Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 431, go home

Surrounded by a large piece of thick virgin forest, a winding river flows from top to bottom with the waterfall, with white waves, singing pure and cheerful songs.

The mountain road is steep, winding and winding, and people who don't know the way can easily get lost here.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it seems to have gone through the four seasons of the year.

At first it was a primitive broad-leaved forest, then it was a mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest, and then it was a birch forest. It has been paved with a colorful carpet, and when it reaches the top, it is a piece of bare rock and sand.

If you climb up and look at it, you will find that these mountains stretch for hundreds of miles.

On the land surrounded by mountains, every water source flowing through it is like the blood of the body, nourishing the life on the land.

This river, which does not know where it originated and ended, has witnessed hundreds of thousands of years, the rise and fall, joys, sorrows and joys of tribes.

Watching them start from drinking blood, gradually learn to use tools, and then start farming and weaving, and know how to use flames to obtain short-term warmth and light.

Watching pieces of land being reclaimed, watching waves of migratory birds migrating from south to north.

I saw a group of children playing happily by the river, and saw a huge water wheel sprinkling clear river water to the earth.

Dazhang Village is just the most ordinary small village surrounded by mountains. It is so ordinary that even the county chronicles don’t know how to record it. There is only a simple sentence: Dazhang Village, Baoku Town, 42 households.

However, this ordinary small village has changed in just half a year. Anyone who enters the village again will be shocked.

The entrance of the village still looks the same, the houses built with yellow mud, the roofs on the thatch stacks, looking crumbling, across the desolation, it seems to see the lazy man on the top of every family's kang, smacking the cigarette pipe and pot, feeling faint sleep.

But under those dilapidated houses, the yards that were covered with chicken manure and straw were all cleaned up. Strings of dried mountain products, mushrooms, medicinal materials, and plates of fungus were neatly lined up, filling the entire small courtyard. , will leave a way for people to walk.

The backyard where the sundries were originally placed was neatly lined with large vats. The original gaps were filled and a cover was added. Inside was a yard of red kimchi and full of mushroom sauce. You can eat it when you take it out Bad fish, bad crabs, and packed sacks containing wild fruits, hazelnuts and acorns, ready to be sent to Lizheng's house to sell mountain products.

Along with the wall of the backyard is a newly built pigsty. A shed was specially added for fear that the piglets would be exposed to the wind, sun and rain, which is more expensive than human service.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the fat pigs weighed a hundred catties, humming cheerful tunes and humming, telling about the sufferings of the ignorant of the world.

Looking carefully, there are still some sporadic houses. There are more than ten or twenty ducklings that have just shed their yellow fur running in the yard.

If it is said that the front village is just more livestock, more mountain products in the yard, and better crops in the field, then the back village after the stone bridge is a different scene.

Xiaoqing’s family’s paddy fields of dozens of acres are now looking around, and there are flocks of white fat ducks shuttling among the lotus leaves in the green water. The lotus flowers have already bloomed, revealing small lotus pods, green and green, and they will be picked soon When the lotus pods are harvested, it is the season to go to the pond to dig lotus roots.

In the plump paddy fields, not only domesticated white ducks, but also some wild ducks flying from the nearby mountains are stationed here. They not only make nests here, but also find wives. I am afraid that a group of domestic ducks and wild ducks will be born in the next spring. Mixed-breed baby duck.

(End of this chapter)