60s white-eyed wolf

"Qiao Yingnian... Qiao Yingnian?!"

Just thinking about the familiarity of this name, Cao Fugui shuddered suddenly and came to his senses, this, isn't this the name of that vicious man in his nightmare?Speaking of it this way... He gasped, the ins and outs of the jade finger and the reason why the man in the dream was looking for the jade finger in his house were strung together in a blink of an eye.

The ancestors in the smelting hut said that this finger is a treasure inherited from his Qiu family's bloodline. When it was passed to Qiu Bancheng, he probably didn't know how precious this thing is, otherwise his family wouldn't be just a nest in the county. The hill is half the city.Tuyouping's father somehow obtained this finger wrench when he was beating local tyrants, and later gave it to his son, but he, the exiled blood of the Qiu family, snatched the treasure from Tuyouping by mistake, and opened the alchemy , hehe, this can be regarded as returning the property to the owner.

If it is the "future" of this oil bottle or something in his previous life that ran into his nightmare, it is no wonder that in his dream "Tuoyou bottle" sneaked around outside his yard, seeing his family suffering, he couldn't wait to see him. Go into the house and look for the finger wrench that he snatched.

However, the finger in the dream was bloodstained but not broken. My family was so hungry that "Cao Fugui" went to the commune to grab food in a hurry, and even carried it on his shoulders to go home desperately.From this point of view, [-]% of the "he" in the dream did not open the alchemy.

Perhaps accidentally breaking the jade ring finger is the reason why the current situation is different from the dream?So is this nightmare a harbinger, a warning, or something else mysterious?

The more Cao Fugui thought about it, the more confused he became, and he was almost dizzy. He used a lot of "spiritual power" just now, and his head swelled up. He was about to ask a few more questions, when he heard something outside, and Mrs. Sun was cursing. The sound got closer and closer as her footsteps, and he quickly slipped out of the firewood house and ran away.

It's not that he's afraid of the mean-spirited old woman, but he has too many things to sort out in his head, and he has a lot of treasures in his chest, so he doesn't want to cause trouble, so that kid Qiao Yingnian can ask for blessings!

When he ran home, the moon had already climbed up the treetops.

The family had already had dinner and did some housework by moonlight. There was a kerosene lamp in the house, but grandma was reluctant to light it if it was not an important matter, as it would cost too much "kerosene".Seeing the precious grandson come back, Mrs. Zhang hurriedly asked her granddaughter Yingzi to serve the sweet potato porridge covered in the stove.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Seeing Fugui yelling anxiously, not even chewing, and wolfing down, Grandma hurriedly advised.

Cao Fugui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Grandma, this porridge soup is so thin that you can count the rice, it's possible to choke, but where can you get it?"

"Bah, bah, bah! There's nothing wrong with a child's words, the strong wind blows away." Grandma gave him a reproachful look, sighed, and said, "Don't blame your second aunt for having small eyes and being picky, her family is also hard to deal with. If we don’t save on the rations left in the team, it will be difficult for the Ala family to survive the winter.”

Yingzi stood aside, looked up at his cousin uneasily, then lowered his head, and hurried back to his house.

Cao Fugui sipped the soup, just said it casually, he didn't intend to blame his bitter-faced second aunt in charge, he suddenly remembered the miserable state of his family's starvation in his dream, his heart shivered, and he swallowed the thin sweet potato whole Porridge, put the bowl aside, and hurriedly asked: "Grandma, there is not much food left at home, and there is no food left in the team? How is the wheat in the field growing? Will there be a good harvest next year?"

"The big dining hall is closed, so where is there any surplus food? The wheat in the field is growing well. I just hope that the weather will be good next year and there will be a good harvest."

Mrs. Zhang did not dare to say something to her grandson, so as not to worry him. The big canteen was opened last year, and she ate for more than a year.If the government doesn't allocate relief food during the spring famine next year, I'm afraid it will really stop.

These days, she is also thinking about saving some food, and she took out the money to let her son-in-law who works in the county agricultural machinery factory buy some food, but the son-in-law asked someone to bring some food back, and most of the money was returned, saying that it was necessary to buy food in the city. It is difficult to get more food with the household book and tickets, I am afraid that the rural areas are still well off.

These days, seeing that the rice bucket is about to bottom out, and the second daughter-in-law even digs up the rotten sweet potatoes in the field to eat with food, she is also so worried that she can't sleep well all night.If we really can't make it through, in the beginning of the spring, we can only go to the mountains to get some wild vegetables and sweet potato leaves mixed with some rice to save a little, just like the few impoverished debtors in the team.

"Fugui has grown up, but now he knows how to worry about his family's livelihood."

She stretched out her hand to touch the handsome face of her grandson, seeing the child's innocent and innocent eyes, her heart throbbed with pain.

"Grandma, you said that. The old saying goes, 'the male is the outsider, the female is the inside'. Of course the livelihood must be carried by the man. I am sixteen years old. I didn't know how to make a living before. I don't know how to make a living. Hold it up, Ala's grandma's hair is going to turn gray."

Fugui leaned against his grandma with a smile, and gently helped her smooth a strand of gray hair that was hanging down behind her ear.

Grandma's eye sockets were wet, her eyes were closed when she smiled, and her wrinkles stretched out. She said, "It's as sweet as eating honey with your mouth."

"Grandma, do you have rapeseed and wheat seeds in the house? Some of my brothers may be able to get some food, but they want better seeds and more money in exchange." Seeing that Grandma was in a good mood, he asked with an excuse rise.

The land in the refining hut was empty and empty, with a stream beside it, the land was not bad, it could be regarded as well irrigated land, it could be used to grow medicinal herbs, maybe also vegetables and food.Eating is the first big thing for ordinary people. The frightening famine in the dream, whether it is an omen or a warning from God, it is better to be more prepared than to do nothing at all.

It is estimated that the rice cannot be grown, and the project of turning it into a paddy field is too huge, how can he bear it alone.If you can grow wheat and vegetables, you can more or less fill your family's stomach.

"Your few...friends still have little contact with each other. They just idle around and don't work. Maybe one day they will be caught by the police as bad guys."

Mrs. Zhang has always been displeased with the "brothers" her grandson hangs out with, not to mention being lazy, and stealthy, and all good children are spoiled by them.He's obviously a smart and sweet grandson, but he's just doing nothing. How can a grandma have no resentment in his eyes?It's not good to vent your anger on your own baby, but how can you not hate these bastards? !

Cao Fugui responded with a grin, but couldn't tell the difference. Grandma sighed a few times, but finally found a few packets of rapeseed, gave half of it to him, gritted her teeth and took out two yuan, and repeatedly confessed: "The rapeseed is not It is worth a few coppers, and the good ones and the bad ones can’t be said. They are always planted in their own fields. Now they are all planted in the team’s big fields, and the seeds bought by the commune. Now the wheat harvest is still early. How can there be any in the Ala house? Wheat seeds? There may not be any in the team."

She hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Be careful when interacting with people. If you can really buy food, grandma will pay for it if it is more expensive. I'm afraid..."

"Grandma, don't worry, your grandson is such a smart person, he is better than a hozen when he sticks to it. I am the only one who can deceive people. How can anyone else deceive me? I will go back to sleep first." Cao Fugui snatched it away with his hands. The few bags of rapeseed and money bounced back to the house.

As soon as he went upstairs and entered the room, he immediately bolted the door, and brought a few bags of radish, cabbage, and shallot seeds into the refining room. These are the seeds of the vegetables grown at home. It's not a pity to waste it if you fail to try.

The smelting hut was still the same as when he came in last time, the white mist was misty, the land was barren, the stream flowed slowly around the field, no one knew where it came from, and it didn't know where it went, the time inside seemed to be stagnant , without the ancestors jumping out to make noise, the whole space seemed to be dead silent.

Cao Fugui touched his creepy arm, and found another "?" mark at the foot of the rocky mountain beside the field. He quickly reached out and patted it, and the old ancestor appeared in the air with a "swoosh" and began to explain.

"Oh, no ancestor's voice is so quiet and scary."

He looked around uncomfortably, and settled down to listen to the old ancestor's long-winded explanation of the method of planting the medicine field.

After listening to it several times from beginning to end, I finally understood the key to planting this land.

It is easy to say that it is a good plant, but it is also troublesome to say that it is troublesome.

The medicine fields can not only grow medicines, but also can grow any crops and fruit trees, as long as they grow in the ground.

Just like the furnace, this place can also use "spiritual energy" to increase it. There is an energy tank on the side of the small stone mountain. Putting in the jade with spiritual energy can make the crops "grow faster" and improve their character. It is a good field for immortals.There is also a small platform on the side to control the growth speed of crops, roughly divided into three gears - "low speed", "medium speed" and "extreme speed".

Sowing, fertilizing, weeding, catching insects and other hard farm work, if you choose "extreme speed", you don't need to do it at all. The crops are ripe in an instant, but the aura consumption is very fierce; if you choose "low speed" and "medium speed" crops, although they grow To grow faster than normal outside, these farm work cannot be saved, it is the difference of how much.

According to the experience gained from many years of experimentation by the ancestors, "medium speed" is the most "economical" in terms of energy consumption - Cao Fugui wondered, maybe it means that it does not consume much jade, but also allows crops to grow faster and better?There is relatively less farm work that needs to be done, and these things can be done with "spiritual power", which is also good for exercise.

Following the instructions of his ancestors, Cao Fugui found farm tools from the house, dug a pit and sowed seeds with his waist down. It was the first time in his life that he learned to do farm work seriously.

The land of the fairy family consumes "spiritual energy", and there is no great need for breeding or anything. Even if he wants to do it, he has neither the skill nor the ability.

Without much effort, this small body can't stand upright, it's really dripping with sweat.Ouch!Facing the loess and back to the sky is indeed the hardest job in the world.Cao Fugui is poor when he beats the poor, sweet-mouthed, lazy, treacherous, and cheating. Where has he done any serious crop work and suffered such hardships?

Hundreds of small pits have been dug, and there are not many seeds to be used sparingly. Two or three seeds should be carefully placed in each pit. Girls are not so meticulous in embroidery.Bending over and straightening up, straightening up and then bending over, a few rows of rapeseed were planted crookedly, sweating profusely, the back was so stiff that it didn't look like my own, twisted slightly, a sore numbness went straight to the sky , what a bitter word this taste is!

He wanted to give up several times, and then remembered the miserable state of his family in the dream where he was starving, and he gave away his life just to get some food...

Cao Fugui shivered, gritted his teeth, and went to work!

He also has a vivacious tenacity in his bones, don't you believe that a little farm work by Te Niang can stump him, an extremely smart person?However, there must be some way to be lazy, right?

Recalling that his ancestor said that "spiritual power" can be used for various affairs in the refining hut, he squinted his eyes, looked at the few remaining seeds in his hand, concentrated his mind and said silently: "Plant, plant, plant!"

My head was dizzy for a while, the blood on my temples was swollen and throbbing, and I felt something in my heart. I tried to use "spiritual power" to lock a few small seeds firmly like the method of fetching water from the stream with an earthen pot just now. With his mind all over the place, the seed moved slightly, and as expected, it slowly "floated" into the pit according to his thoughts.

Cao Fugui was overjoyed, his mind was relaxed, and the remaining few seeds could no longer be "planted". He was sweating all over his body, and he was even more tired than the hard work just now.

It's good to be able to plant!He panted and sat down on the ground, using "spiritual power" is much better than bending over and planting seeds one by one. I didn't hear the old ancestor say, if you exercise more mental power, can this thing get stronger the more you practice it? .

As for the time when he was suspicious and suspected that the "ancestor" was a goblin who sucked energy, Cao Fugui had long since forgotten about it, and he didn't even think about it-even if he sucked energy, he was better than his mother who was exhausted!