After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Grandpa Qin also took Uncle Qin, Jiang Dalang, Qin Xiaogu and little Jiang Erlang with him, and said as they walked: "We are farmers. We have to learn this kind of land skills from a young age, so that we can survive in the future."

Uncle Qin curled his lips and said, "But Dad, those who starved to death were all farmers, which shows that farming is useless."

Grandpa Qin was so angry that he kicked Uncle Qin: "Shut up, Old Uncle."

"Hey, I didn't kick you." Uncle Qin dodged him, looking smug, and said, "Dad, why can't you listen to the truth?"

He said to Jiang Dalang and the others, "You have to find other ways to make money. If you rely on farming to make a living, you will definitely die... Especially you, Jiang Erlang, do you hear me!"

Little Jiang Erlang was stunned: "..."

He was just daydreaming, why did you suddenly call his name?

Uncle Qin was so disappointed that he came behind him and kicked him in the butt: "Go ahead, otherwise you will be daydreaming."

"Oh." Little Jiang Erlang responded, carrying two wooden barrels and running to the front.

Uncle Qin had a headache, and Jiang Dalang also had a headache. They decided to give little Jiang Erlang some "strong medicine" to make him smarter.

Poor little Jiang Erlang didn't know that he was going to be in trouble.

"Don't listen to the second son's nonsense." Grandpa Qin said solemnly: "Farming is the foundation of farmers. You must first grow the land well before you can do other things to make a living. In short, you can't neglect farming."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Qin. We will remember it." Jiang Dalang responded solemnly.

Qin Xiaogu and Xiao Jiang Erlang in front also responded: "Grandpa/Grandpa Qin, I understand."

"Brother Qin, you're back!" Old man Hu saw Grandpa Qin rushing towards him from the field from afar. His speed showed that he was still strong despite his age.

"Old Man Hu, stop!" Old Man Qian was a step slower and was extremely anxious, but he had a secret weapon, 'granddaughter', which was to pull his granddaughter along and run over.

The two old men ran very fast, one in front and one behind, which scared the villagers who were busy working in the fields. They were afraid that if they fell, the whole village would have to suffer a feast.

"Brother Qin, did you suffer any injustice in the county government? We are all very worried, afraid that the Huang and Wu family would implicate you." Old man Hu asked worriedly, he really cared about Grandpa Qin.

Grandpa Qin smiled and said, "It's okay. The government takes good care of us."

"Brother Qin's family is valued by the county magistrate, so they will definitely not suffer!" Old Man Qian finally caught up, pushed his granddaughter forward, and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, my granddaughter Hua Ya, come and see if she has grown some flesh."

The Qin family doesn't like families that treat girls badly.

"I'm Hua Ya, and I'm helping my family plow the soil." Qian Hua Ya said with a smile.

This year, her family paid more attention to her, which gave her confidence and made her more generous.

Grandpa Qin looked down at her and smiled, "Good girl."

Old Man Hu was very good at handling things. He told the story of what had happened in the village in the past few days and then asked, "Brother Qin, do you want to ring the gong to call the villagers to come and tell them about what happened? Everyone is very concerned about the fate of the Huang Wu family and is afraid of being implicated by them."

Zhou Bantou led the yamen runners to search Huang's house three times. The villagers were very worried, fearing that they would be implicated.

Grandpa Qin: "We won't hurry today. As soon as tomorrow morning comes, I'll send someone to ring the gong to let everyone know."

Old Man Hu and his friends were relieved after hearing this, and they tactfully left and went back to work in their own fields.

Grandpa Qin took Jiang Dalang and the others and continued walking towards their own land.

"Old boss!" Xu Zhengmao and his wife, Su Sanping, Zhu Xuewei, Xiao Mutong and others were busy working in the fields. When they saw Grandpa Qin, they immediately paid their respects.

"Yeah." Grandpa Qin responded, and couldn't wait to ask about the situation in the field.

Xu Zhengmao said, "The fields at home and Young Master Jiang's have already been planted with wheat seeds, and we are just waiting for the wheat seedlings to grow."

"The black soil on the other side of the mountain has also started to be plowed, but the young master said he wants to plant rice, so we won't go into the fields to plant rice until around Qingming Festival."

Spring wheat is planted around mid-February of the lunar calendar.

Rice is harvested later, usually around the Qingming Festival.

Xu Zhengmao added: "In a few days, after the villagers have finished their own fields, the young master will ask the villagers to help continue to open up wasteland along the mountainside. By around Qingming Festival, we should be able to create about five acres of paddy fields. By then, our family's fields will reach ten acres."

Although Qin Xiaomi bought a lot of land, most of them were residential land and mountain land. Apart from dozens of acres outside the city, the only real grain land in the village was the five acres that were reclaimed last year.

There is no other way. We are short of manpower and we just settled here last year, so we can only open up five acres of land.

But this year I have more money and time, so I can open up a few more acres.

"Well done, everyone has worked hard." Grandpa Qin nodded with satisfaction, and took Jiang Dalang and the others to see the wheat ridges. He put his hand into the wet hay covering the wheat ridges, and felt the warmth: "The temperature is just right."

After lifting up the wet hay and slightly digging up the loose soil, I saw wheat seedlings half a finger long emerging from the soil.

The wheat seedlings were tender yellow with a hint of green. Grandpa Qin smiled brightly as if he had seen a treasure: "The seedlings are growing well, there are many alive, and no dead ones are to be seen."

Grandpa Qin called Jiang Dalang and others over and taught them how to detect the temperature, check the softness of the soil, and then observe the growth of the wheat seedlings.

I also told them about beneficial insects and harmful insects, and taught them a lot about farming.

Uncle Qin didn't want to learn at all, and hurriedly said, "Dad, let's go to Xiaomi's rice field to take a look. Rice is rice, and this son knows it. Go and give him some guidance, so that Xiaomi won't grow empty rice husks."

Grandpa Qin glared at him: "Pah, pah, pah, what bad words are you saying, change your words quickly, or I will beat you!"

What if saying this affects the harvest? !

Meeting such a superstitious father, Uncle Qin was convinced and hurried to apologize to God.

Grandpa Qin inspected the wheat field again before taking them to the black soil at the foot of the mountain.

The fields here have been dug half an arm deep, and a lot of water has been diverted. Now they look like paddy fields.

"Xiaomi is doing quite well." Uncle Qin walked around the paddy field and said, "Dad, how do you think Xiaomi can cultivate paddy fields? We grow millet, wheat, and soybeans in our hometown, but paddy fields are from the south."

"Then how do you know how to plant and grow rice?!" Grandpa Qin scolded, "Xiaomi learned it from the book you left behind. Besides, we have paddy fields in our hometown, and we saw rice fields on the way to escape famine. If you look more and ask more, you will be able to plant it."

Speaking of escaping famine, Grandpa Qin pointed at Uncle Qin and scolded him: "How dare you ask how Xiaomi has grown so much? If you, as an elder, hadn't neglected the family, Xiaomi wouldn't have matured so early!"

Uh, Uncle Qin was scolded and was quite confused and speechless: "Dad, I'm just curious, you don't have to scold me like that, right?"

Grandpa Qin: "Humph, I'm just cursing casually, you don't have to care."

"..." Uncle Qin felt that he shouldn't doubt Xiaomi, he should even doubt his own father.

Because Uncle Qin asked a question, Grandpa Qin kept him behind to open up new land.

"You should set an example for the younger generations. You should work hard to reclaim the wasteland and go home after dark. If you dare to be lazy, you will be fined, forced to kneel, and beaten." After Grandpa Qin said this, he took Jiang Dalang and the others home.

Uncle Qin felt a little regretful... Dad had already told him a few days ago that he shouldn't be so rude anymore.

Uncle Qin didn't dare to provoke Grandpa Qin again, so he could only stay and dig the ground with a hoe.

Little Jiang Erlang looked back at Uncle Qin and felt that he was so pitiful.

Jiang Dalang also glanced at Uncle Qin, with murderous intent in his eyes. Qin Zhuang had better be smart, otherwise...

Uncle Qin suddenly got goosebumps and inexplicably had a feeling that... someone wanted to kill him.

Uncle Qin immediately looked up and around, but the villagers were busy working in the fields in the distance. Besides him, there was only the forest behind him... Could it be that there really was such a thing as a ghost village? Was his life in danger?