In the last days, I saved the earth by planting

Chapter 3 Grain Harvesting
Take out the phone, open the text message and edit a line: brother, I only have you as a relative, you must come back safely, I will wait for you!

Yan Xiaomi's eyes were reddish, she tapped send, and put down the phone silently.

I don’t know when the end times will end. I don’t know when my brother will come back. I can’t just sit and wait. If two people eat this little food at home, it won’t last for a few years. Now the crops all over the mountains and plains are ripe, and if they get infected with the virus in the future, they can’t If you eat it, it would be too bad. You have to put it away and return it to the warehouse before the virus affects the plants.

As for what my brother told me not to go out, I will collect the grain from the field in the village, instead of going to crowded places, I will starve the timid to death and starve the timid to death, and let her watch the grain become infected with the virus and rot in the field , that is her life.

Anyway, I have to breathe air outside, and I also have to breathe air at home. If I die from the virus, I can leave more food for my brother.

But Yan Xiaomi didn't know that the crops and plants near the big cities had already been infected with the virus and could not be eaten. It was only because the mountains and trees were high here, the environment was less polluted, and the air was particularly fresh. Come here, and she felt it sensitively.

After the parents passed away, the land at home was not intended to be planted by others. She had to go to school and her brother had to work, and no one had time to farm.

However, thinking of the famine years, my father, who had planted the land all his life, was still thinking that the crops in the field should be harvested when he was dying. He needed more food, otherwise there would be no food.

Out of memory for their father, the brothers and sisters decided to pay someone to plant the land for another year. After Yan Xiaomi goes to Shanghai, he will give the land to others for planting. Anyway, the food they grow is natural and pollution-free organic food. Much healthier to buy.

Unexpectedly, these words of the father's dying, in today's apocalypse, give the brother and sister a bit more survival guarantee than others.

The rice in the village has not yet been confiscated. According to the experience of the elders, it is better to harvest it in another week.

People in the mountains rely entirely on manpower to cultivate the land, unlike the plains where they can use agricultural machinery.

When Yan Xiaomi approached Uncle Liu who used to help her family farm, Liu Gui kindly persuaded her: "Xiaomi, uncle has been planting the land for most of his life, and the rice harvest is a bit early now, and the harvest will be fuller in a few days. Delicious."

"I know Uncle Liu's good intentions, and I know it's a bit early, but my brother called and said that a very serious virus is circulating in the city. People who are infected will not be cured. I'm afraid it will reach us one day. If there are too many sick people, no one will harvest the crops." Yan Xiaomi said honestly.

"What did your brother say?! Why is the virus so powerful?" Liu Gui was taken aback. As for the only college student expert in the village, the villagers felt that everything he said was right, and he couldn't be wrong.

Yan Xiaomi was afraid that if she said something about zombies, others would think that she was alarmist and mentally ill, and she was just explaining that people would die if they were infected and could not be cured.

"That's okay, if you are in a hurry to harvest, we will collect it. There is not much work at home these days. I will call Shang Dashan and the others to collect your family's grain first. After harvesting, we will also hurry up with our own. Cleaned up." Liu Gui said briskly.

After negotiating how much an acre of land would cost, he asked him to find a few women to help dry and tidy up the land, and pay him all the wages. Then he went home to get tools and went to his own vegetable field to collect vegetables.

Yan Xiaomi handed over the matter of harvesting grain to Liu Gui and left it alone. He was busy picking up the vegetables grown in the field, pickled the vegetables that could be pickled and put them in the tank, and put those that could not be pickled in plastic bags and put them in the refrigerator. For refrigeration, fortunately, the double-door refrigerator at home is large enough to hold a lot of things.

Liu Gui led a few men and two women to work very neatly. Three of them cut rice, two threshed, and then took turns to carry wet rice to the house. The sun is hot, and the new rice grains have been returned to the warehouse in only three days.

Looking at the overcrowded refrigerator, the newly harvested more than 1000 catties of millet, and the several pots and jars placed against the wall, Yan Xiaomi felt that she had more confidence to face the end times.

After thinking it over and over again, Yan Xiaomi decided to go to the village head and tell him the news of the end of the world, and ask him to mobilize the villagers to put away the food as soon as possible, and at the same time pay attention to the physical condition of the villagers and be more vigilant.Believe it or not, he has a clear conscience that he has informed in advance.

In the mountains, the houses are far apart. Of course, there are several houses built next to each other. Although there are many people in the village, she just looks familiar and can’t even pronounce their names. When her parents were alive, they were related to the neighboring houses. It's not bad, it can be regarded as watching her grow up, even if I don't have a deep friendship with her, but seeing the disaster coming, if I don't let them know in advance, let them eat and drink in the rotten land, what is my conscience?And after a long time, when the food stored in other people's homes is exhausted, the first thing that comes to mind is that her family has food, and I must not be able to keep it by myself.

Don't blame why Yan Xiaomi didn't say it when she first received the call. First, depending on the situation, the virus will not know when it will spread. If it is said, people may think that she is stupid when she reads books. Second, she is not the Virgin Mary. , I am alone at home, and I must take care of my own home first if I can clean up my own home first.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Yan Xiaomi always feels that the air smells worse every day. Could it be that the virus has already spread and is getting worse? !
The village head of Shuiba Village is surnamed Guo, a man in his 50s, with a dark complexion and a man of few words but with a plan. When Yan Xiaomi finished telling the news from Yan Liang, he squatted under the eaves On the stone kan'er, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring, silent.

Yan Xiaomi was a little nervous, and didn't know if the village chief believed her words.Although she grew up in the village, she has been living in school since she was admitted to the county's junior high school and high school. She came back once a week. She only knew the village head. She usually greeted her at most when she met him. He called him Uncle Guo. In the eyes of the elders, she is just a little girl who hasn't grown up, even though she has grown up.

"Xiaomi, Uncle Guo believes what you said. In fact, I went to the city for a meeting last week and found that many people were sick. I heard that the hospital was unable to treat them. Several people in the meeting had a fever and cough. It's just the TV news. It is said that it is a new type of influenza, let everyone not panic, I am not too worried, the government will definitely find a way to solve it. In our village, few people go to the city, and we don’t use the Internet very much. We don’t know the severity of the virus. If Liang calls, maybe one day we won’t know how we all died.” Village Chief Guo said seriously.

"Uncle Guo, the most urgent thing is that we have to collect all the vegetables and food in the field. If we put them in the field, we may not be able to eat them one day. If we can no longer grow crops in the field, what should we eat? Maybe someone will be infected by the virus. Infected and died, but as long as there is food in the belly, the living will always have a little more hope of living." Yan Xiaomi looked into the eyes of Village Chief Guo and said firmly.

"Good boy, I know. I'll go and tell everyone in the village that as long as they can move, they will go to work in the fields, desperate to collect food!" Village Chief Guo stood up, swept away his depression, and rushed to the office of the brigade headquarters. Turn on the loudspeaker and yell loudly over and over again, and the whole village, men, women and children will come to the brigade headquarters for a meeting immediately.

Yan Xiaomi also participated in the collective meeting of the village, mainly wanting to see how many laborers there are in the village, but the result is not optimistic.

In addition to those who could not get out of bed, there were more than 100 people who came to the meeting, [-]% of them were elderly, [-]% were children, only [-]% were young men, and [-]% were women.

In the mountainous area, the work is all carried by human shoulders, and going up and down the mountain is all physical work. This kind of labor can barely make up for it by working slowly and slowly. I want to collect the food all over the mountains and fields in a few days. It is estimated that it is choking enough.

The people in the mountains are hard-working and simple, and they don’t have much culture. They have a kind of awe for the learned people. In addition, they have watched the news more or less. They have no doubts about the words of Village Chief Guo. Go home and grab the tools and rush to the fields. Those who are strong will do heavy work, those who are weak will cut and tidy up, and even two people will work together to carry them. The elderly and children will also join the battle. It is necessary to collect as many crops as possible in the field.

(End of this chapter)