The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

At dawn, Qiao Wei squinted and opened his eyes, stumbled and touched the children around him, and found that there was only one left, scared a spirit, sat up! When the light was swept away, I saw my son dressed neatly and sat by the window reading a book.

The morning light passed through the window paper and gently fell on him. His small back was straight and his face was serious. His inferior clothing could not stop him from being precious. It was the temperament radiated from the bones.

Qiao Wei suddenly curious about the father of the little guy, will it be so fascinating? Will he still be alive, a man with a cloud in the sky, do not know his own existence with the child, find him, recognize him, she and the children will be able to live a happy life...

In view of the painful experience of the two worlds, Qiao Wei feels that the probability of this kind of good happening to her is lower than the probability of her lottery.

After Qiao Wei finished washing, she made breakfast for the children: beef noodles and tea eggs. After the meal, the Chinese medicine was also smashed.

Wang Shu is no big deal, no need to take the medicine, the medicine is Jingyun.

Jing Yun sipped the medicine.

The private show of the old show was only opened after fifteen years. Before that, Jing Yun and Wang Shu could only study at home.

Qiao Wei finished her housework and also took out her own "Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" and "Difficult" by self-study.

In the previous days, I always read my son's textbook and learned a lot of words. However, it is still not enough to read a profound medical book.

"It's time to buy a dictionary." She sighed.

Jing Yun said with a scorpion: "What is a dictionary?"

"It is a book that can have pronunciation and interpretation."

"Is this what the mother said?" Jing Yun took out a copy of "Speaking Words" from the book bag.

Qiao Wei was shocked: "How come you have this?"

Jing Yundao: "Mr.

Qiao Wei turned over and said: "Everyone has it?"

Jingyun shook his head.

The old gentleman is actually a bit embarrassed. His book never let others touch it. Once, the iron cow accidentally spilled the tea on the old gentleman's book, and the old man was punished for a whole class. He did not understand why the old gentleman secretly sent him a book.

"Mr. likes me very much," he said.

Qiao Wei nodded and smiled: "You are a student, he certainly likes you."

"What is Xueba?" Jingyun asked inexplicably.

Qiao Wei explained: "It is the first student."

"Oh, the last one?"

"slacker student."

The old gentleman likes him because he is a schoolmaster, but his sister is a student, how can the old gentleman like her?

Jingyun is very confused.

After lunch, Qiao Wei took the children to the ten-acre field in Dongcun.

Quickly spring, she wants to quickly plant the field, the income from selling snacks is stable, but it is not enough to support an entire family. The child has had a disease, and spent more than forty or two before and after. If it is solely for selling snacks, If you pay for it, I am afraid that even a fraction is not enough.

She must think more about making money. This piece does not charge any rented fields. If it is right, it will bring a lot of income.

She walked into the village as usual, but it wasn't her illusion that she always felt that the big guy looked at her eyes strangely, it seems... there was such a hint of vigilance and jealousy.

The iron cow is squatting at the door to tease the puppy. He saw a family of three coming towards this side, busy holding his little pet, and proudly said to Jing Yun: "I also have a dog! It is also white! It is better than yours. Big! Better than yours!"

Snapped!

Liu Xiezi ran out of the house, slaps his son's head, and stunned Qiao Wei from afar, and hated and feared to break the iron cow into the house.

Qiao Wei turned to look at the rest of the villagers, who also moved their chairs back to the house.

Jing Yun and Wang Shuyi looked at the girl with a scorpion, and Qiao Wei did not know how to explain to the two, touched the heads of the two, and whispered: "Go."

"Where are you going?"

The old man’s voice suddenly appeared behind him, and the three turned around.

The old man came to the front and raised his hand to touch the forehead of the little buns: "Well, it’s not hot, Jingyun has a rash."

"Quick, sir." Jingyun said.

The old show was serious: "That's good, I have been tired of your mother's tiredness in these few days!" People have had older meat, and Missy has grown older and thin, so he really doesn't know what to say.

Seeing that he did not hide from them like the villagers, Qiao Wei slightly let go of his heart, and listened to him so concerned about himself, could not help but pass a layer of warmth: "Mr."

The old show looked at her with a distressed look. She wanted to ask her about the things in the town. She also thought that it was inappropriate to talk about these things in front of the children. She cleared her throat and said, "Would you like to see the field? I will take you there, Lest you can't find a way."

Worried that she couldn’t find a way to be fake, it’s true that she was so isolated. The villagers probably knew that she had a bad relationship with Qinglong’s boss, and she was afraid of getting into trouble. She was hiding from her like a plague, but this did not say anything. After a few words of the show, not afraid to die in front of her.

Although she does not need the sympathy of anyone, she does not cherish the kindness of others.

Qiao Wei nodded gratefully: "Mr. Lao."

The four people came to the wasteland of Dongcun, and the snow had not finished. The snow in the fields was like a cloud of white clouds floating in the clouds. A ditch that had iced the ice was passing through the "Baiyun", which was desolate and spectacular.

"It's here." The old man stood on the field and pointed to the innocent wilderness road: "Look at the big? But what kind of death, I went back to the village fourteen years ago, then I read something myself. The book, more than they can bear, the field has come over, and for three years, the grain has not been collected. Liu Xiezi is not forced by the creditor, and will not find the village head to the field. In your hand, listen to me and don’t plant it."

Qiao Wei put the children on the field and walked down the field: "Is it all in the first place?"

The old man only shook his head: "This is not the case. When I was a child, I saw a piece of crop here. After somehow, I died in a piece."

"What have you planted in this field?" Qiao Wei asked.

The old show said: "Wheat, soybeans, rice, cotton, corn... can be planted."

"No one survived?" Qiao Wei wondered.

The old show recalled: "I planted corn that year, but I lived a few plants, but those few pieces of meat could not be replaced, and I was killed!" The old man sighed and walked into the field.

Qiao Wei squatted and pulled out a small wild grass from the soil.

The old show was busy: "There is still, the crops are not long, and the grass is long!"

"It can grow grass, indicating that this land is not a dead land. It has the possibility of cultivation." Qiao Wei smelled the grass on the tip of his nose. "This is not grass, it is wild vegetables. I used to eat it when I was a child."

The old show was shocked: isn't it? Enber House Qianjin... I actually ate wild grass when I was young? After the death of his uncle and his wife, what did the second and third houses do to the lady? !

Qiao Wei chewed: "It is Suaeda."

"Salt?" The old show had never heard of this wild vegetable.

Qiao Wei touched the soil with her fingers and tasted it with the tip of her tongue. If she thought: "Sir, has anyone planted a sorghum here?"

"No." The old man only shook his head.

"That's right." Qiao Wei patted the dirt on his hands and smiled. "I know why those crops don't live. It's a saline-alkali land. 'There must be a horse in the sand, and the salt-alkali must have a soda.' It can be seen that it has a very high salt content, and its high salt content will affect the normal growth of crops. This is the reason why everyone is planting what is dead. While corn is more salt-tolerant than ordinary crops, all of them have survived several plants."

The old man was surprised to ask: "How do you know..."

The back mountain of the orphanage is a saline-alkali land, where she grew up!

There are many ways to form saline-alkali land. There are climatic reasons and geographical generation. Since the old gentleman saw the crop here, he said that it has nothing to do with those. It may be that the water side seepage in the ditch causes the groundwater level to rise, prompting the accumulation of salt, and the formation of saline-alkali land.

Qiao Wei smiled and bent, and said with excitement: "Sir, salt and alkali can grow crops! I know how to grow!"

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Qiaomei finally has to farm \\(▽)/

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