The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 39 My Taro Leaf

She has been struggling with what to do to fill her stomach.There is also that piece of Shatian, which is like this every year, and next year, will my father simply stop planting it?

No more planting, and it seems that this is not realistic for the tenants!
The land is vast, the resources are abundant, and the resources are abundant. Yang Ziqian remembers seeing these adjectives in almost every book when he was studying various subjects.

However, in Li's village, in front of the mountain, behind the mountain, and at the corner of the river, turning and turning, with eyes closed, you can find your way home, but your natural granary is still empty, and there are no resources to talk about at all.

The leaves are turning yellow, autumn rains and coolness, autumn is here, and winter will not be too far away.

The edible wild vegetables on the mountain will wither in autumn; in winter, there is nothing to eat.

The little rice at home is not enough to fit between the teeth!If we have to wait until next year's autumn harvest, simplicity is a myth.

Solving the problem of food and clothing is the top priority in life!

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the sunset is reflected in the small river, it is very beautiful, all the adjectives are irrelevant in Yang Ziqian's mind.A thin girl, sitting by the river, with a pair of natural feet soaked in the water, patted the leaves and water plants that drifted over in boredom.

Yang Zisen was fishing in the river with great interest.

Now, he is just a wild cat who can't touch fish.Fortunately, Yang Ziqian had already said hello before, and the little fish could not be caught.Otherwise, he would be able to catch any fish, even if its scales float by, and study it in his hands.Moreover, I have developed a good ability to catch fish with bare hands.

A palm-sized fish came.

Yang Zisen held his breath, fixed his eyes on the target, took aim, and struck fiercely.

"Haha, let's see where you are going!" Catch this big fish with both hands, good guy, it is quite strong and struggling very hard. "Sister, look, I caught another big fish!"

Excitedly waving the booty in his hand, he shouted towards the people on the shore.

He raised his eyes, looked at it, and lowered his head again.

"Huh." Yang Zisen was surprised. Recently, the elves at home have lost their vitality, and even catching a few big fish can't arouse her interest.What's the matter?
He put the fish into the wooden bucket awkwardly, shook his head, don't think about things he can't figure out, and continue to catch fish.My sister said, catch more fish and bring them home to raise them. In winter, it’s freezing and you can’t go down the river. There may be no food at home.

Again and again, Yang Ziqian sighed and picked up leaves one by one with his feet, looked at them, and threw them into the water again.

Why can others get rid of poverty and become rich quickly, but when it comes to me, they are helpless.Is poverty inherent?In modern times, people live frugally, and they have to pay back a loan to buy a house; here, the family has only repaired two houses with hard work, but they can’t even earn a copper coin.

A pile of twigs and green leaves flowed down the water.He was blocked by Yang Ziqian's little feet and couldn't move forward.

Poor, you are like me, when you meet a little obstacle, you can't move an inch.Laughing at the branches and green leaves under his feet, he also despised himself in his heart.

What kind of leaf is that?So big, the branches are still red?
Lianye, definitely not; it's taro leaves!

Yang Ziqian was agitated, and he swam into the river with his whole body, "Plop." His center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the river.

"Sister! Are you okay?" Yang Zisen heard the voice, looked back and saw it, and hurried to help her up.

Although the water was not deep, I fell into the river unpreparedly, and drank a couple of sips. Perhaps, it was the foot-washing water I had washed my feet just now.

"My taro leaves!" Ignoring Yang Zisen's concern, he ran quickly in the river to catch up to the bunch of green leaves just now.

There is nothing blocking it, and it moves fairly fast with the water.

After running for tens of meters in a row, he blocked the treasure in his heart.

Grab one, sure enough, it is a taro leaf, and there is a fist-sized taro mother and child attached to it!

"Hehe, I didn't think there was any. God, can you give me more." Yang Ziqian cried with joy.Holding the treasure tightly, his eyes are shining while staring at the river.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Yang Zisen, who didn't know why, chased after him, and saw that his sister's face was wet or wet, and she stared at the river with a dazed look.

There was no response, and he was full of thoughts about whether God would send this thing to him again.

He stood there staring until it was dark, his clothes were all dry, and Yang Zisen was ready to step forward to take her home, but the miracle never happened again.

"Why can't there be a little more, just one or two more!" It was a misunderstanding that he traveled through time, but in the end, he played with her over and over again.

However, something is better than nothing.

If there is one, there will be seeds; if there is taro, there will be taro.Yang Ziqian thought, next year, at least a few taro seeds can be distributed, and seeds can be planted, sons can be born, grandchildren can be born, grandchildren can be born, and the taro family can also thrive.

But, right now, I am still waiting for it to solve food and clothing, and wait for it to prosper and develop, it will be another year of the monkey!

Wry smile, helpless, bitter!

Seeing a little hope, and then being disappointed in an instant!
There is nothing more torturous than this.

Still, the baby took it home, and regardless of the darkness, he called his eldest brother, and the brother and sister dug a hole in the vegetable field in front of the door and planted it.

"Sister, you said, this object is a kind of vegetable, and it can fill your stomach if you are very hungry?" After Yang Zimu was planted, he didn't forget to go home and bring a dung bucket, and carefully watered some.

"Well, it should be able to produce a lot of small fruits, and it will grow more and more slowly. You don't need to dig them out next year, and they will grow a lot directly in the soil." The explanation is not clear, so I simply use Tong In words.

"What do you call taro? It really grows small fruits? But, don't the fruits all hang on trees?" Yang Zimu's curiosity caused Yang Zi to be at a loss for words.

"No, it grows on the ground, big brother, take good care of it, don't let it die!" Ignored it, and gave the order directly.

"Well, don't worry, I have learned a lot of experience in serving the crops from my father now, this is a small thing, keep the farming work!" Patting his chest, he expressed his attitude with confidence.

Taro, it's easy to grow.Whether it is dry or waterlogged, it can grow normally.

Yes, if taro seeds can be grown, Shatian will not be afraid of sand.When a sandstorm came, it bent and smashed the taro leaves and taro stems, and the taro in the mud still grew well.

"Brother, I thought about it. If this thing is planted, Shatian will plant it in the future!" Xing Xing told Yang Zimu what he thought in his heart.

(End of this chapter)