Farmer's Home

Chapter 112

"Ah!" Ri was picking up a bowl of water next to him, took a sip and put it down, looking at the saffron and said,
"You don't know safflower, our village is backed by mountains, and the land is not fertile, so what to plant has to be carefully considered in the long run.

In the past, I also wanted to correct some other things to make the living standard of the village better.Then one year I planted some spinach in the ground.

I thought that if the harvest is good and the growth is good, it will be promoted in the village. Who knows that it will not be able to be stored in the end, so it will be nothing. "

"Uncle, why didn't you sell it in the town at that time? Qingsong and I went to the town to sell herbs, and saw a lot of vegetable sellers in the town." Saffron asked.

Lizheng shook his head helplessly, and said to him: "You don't know that most of the strong men in our village have gone to the town or other places to do long-term jobs.

In addition to some women in the family, there are also some old people who have no labor force.Who can walk for more than half a day to sell vegetables in the town?If you have that skill, you might as well grow radishes and pickles at home. "

Saffron thought for a while, and he said the same reason.There is no labor force in the village, and it is far away from the town, which is indeed a problem.

"Uncle, I just said it casually, and I don't know if it's right. If our village wants to get rich and live a good life, we must first bring back the laborers from outside."

Lizheng shook his head after hearing this, "That's the reason, but after coming back, I ate corn tortillas, radish and pickles all day long. And there is no income, who wants to come back?"

Saffron looked at him and said: "So we have to start from the village, not to say that we will not grow corn and radishes, but less.

The rest of the land can be planted with wheat. This time is just the time to plant winter wheat, so we can eat white flour buns next year?
When life in our village gets better, the strong men outside will definitely return to the village to develop one after another. "

After listening to what she said, Lizheng thought about it carefully and said: "It is also possible to grow wheat. I thought about it at the time, but I was afraid that the harvest would not be good, so I never promoted it."

"Uncle, let's try this year! Let's see if people in the village grow it together. People in the village don't have to go to the town to buy white noodles during the Chinese New Year." Saffron discussed with him.

Aunt Li Zheng, who had been listening to their conversation, also interjected at this time,
"I think what the safflower said makes sense. Let's plant it this year and try it! The harvest is not good, and it's not too late to change it back next year. What if it's good?"

Li was sitting next to him, picked up the bowl and drank two more sips of water, thought carefully for a while and said,

"Success! Then tonight we will call on the villagers and hold a village meeting. Let's vote together to see if anyone wants to grow wheat together."

Then he said to the woman next to him: "This child Honghua is just like his father. He thinks of others in everything."

"That's right!" Lizheng's wife looked at the saffron and said, "All those years when your father was in the village, he always treated the livestock in the village for free, and never asked for money."

"Hey! Isn't that right, Dahai has gone all these years, and he doesn't know where he has gone?"

Li was shaking his head and said, then he thought of another thing, looked at the saffron and said,
"By the way, when your mother was alive, she asked me to find someone to go to the town to inquire, but there is no whereabouts of your father, and no one knows where he went."

After hearing what they said, Saffron remembered that she still has a father!
(End of this chapter)