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The two arrived at Jian Mingzhou's vegetable garden, and the situation here was also very bad.

The vegetable field is full of rotten leaves wrapped in mud. From a distance, the green of the leaves and the yellow of the sand are mixed together, like a sea of ​​abstract color.

Yan Chong walked to the vegetable garden first, pulled out a young potato seedling from the mud, shook off the sand, and observed it carefully.

In just a few seconds, his expression changed from worry to relaxation, and from relaxation to regret.

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but the potatoes in these fields only grew a few small leaves, which should have been planted not long ago.

Compared with the situation where the space station has already produced fruit but is not fully mature, it is much better.

Yan Chong got up and checked the two or three young seedlings in the adjacent field. The damage to the basic seedlings can be roughly estimated. Two-thirds of the seedlings in the field were not completely necrotic.

Through subsequent rescue planting, at least half of the usual output can be achieved.

He told Wen Moer the results of the inspection, and Wen Moer was slightly relieved.But he glanced at the wooden house behind the vegetable garden, and became worried again: "Brother Chong, the house of Lobu's house seems to have collapsed. Ah! Brother Jian is moving the fallen wooden beams, let's go over and help..."

In fact, when Yan Chong just arrived in front of the vegetable garden, he had already seen the situation on the other side of the wooden house, and happened to see Jian Mingzhou's distressed look after finally lifting the wooden beam and falling to the ground.

He was careful, pretended not to see it, and deliberately pulled Wen Moer to squat in the ground and chatted for a long time, pretending to be very busy.

Seeing Wen Moer running in a hurry now, he couldn't dawdle any longer, he quickly stopped him, and walked ahead of Wen Moer first.

"Don't rush and walk slowly, slide up carefully, I'll go over and have a look first." After saying a word, he has become a helpful and enthusiastic elder brother.

Yan Chong arrived in front of the wooden house, glanced at Jian Mingzhou casually, and said, "I'm coming!" Then he immediately turned into a strongman, took the crooked wooden beam in Jian Mingzhou's hand, and carried it to the place with ease. shoulder.

Lobu on the side clapped his hands and applauded: "Brother Yan, you are amazing!"

Luo Bu was the first boy Yan Chongchu saw in the small vegetable garden on the day he arrived at Juchenxing.His male father passed away a few years ago, and he lives with the female, Joyner.Because they are from the same town as Jian Mingzhou, they are usually taken care of by Jian Mingzhou.Otherwise, orphans and widows would probably not be able to survive on such a harsh planet.

Yan Chong didn't seem to care about such compliments, but he glanced at Wen Moer who was walking towards him. Their eyes met from a distance, and a smile immediately climbed to the corner of Wen Moer's mouth.

Only then did Yan Chong look away, and asked Lobu, who was full of admiration, "Where do you put this?"

He dared to take the job from Jian Mingzhou before he knew what to do.

Although it was helping, the posture just now really felt like grabbing credit.

Lobu quickly pointed to the west side of the house: "Put it in the miscellaneous room, that's where this piece of wood comes from! Brother Yan, come with me."

Lobu was very clever and led Yan Chong to place the wooden beams where they originally supported the house.

The walls and roof of the wooden house were covered with cement, which was not that fragile. Although the tiles on the eaves were smashed and looked bad, the overall structure was not damaged.

The two wooden beams that fell were actually just the wall beams of the warehouse.

After Yan Chong propped up the wooden beams, Lobu happened to come in with a basin of mud, apparently intending to smear the mud lake on the wooden beams for reinforcement.

"Xiaoyan, come and have a drink of water." Joyna followed behind Lobu and called Yan Chong to go out to rest. "Let Lobu paste the wall. He has done it many times."

Lobu's movements were indeed very skillful. After Yan Chong took a look, he followed Joyner out of the house.

It's just that he had just walked out of the small warehouse, and when he saw the scene in the courtyard, his face suddenly collapsed.

The speed of the face-changing was astonishing, and Joyner, who was a bit presbyopic, noticed something was wrong. Following Yan Chong's gaze, Jian Mingzhou and Wen Moer were sitting on low wooden stools, talking and laughing.

Jian Mingzhou is like a big brother next door who is good at listening, while Wen Moer speaks happily and keeps gesticulating.

There was joyful laughter in the air, and Yan Chong's expression became more and more ugly.

Joyner looked left and right, and before she had time to conceive the complex relationship between these people, Yan Chong had already strode over and stood in front of Wen Moer, like a sudden mountain, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

"What are you talking about?" He said coldly, and glanced at Jian Mingzhou with a faint smile from the corner of his eye.

He always felt that this person had bad intentions.

Wen Moer was used to Yan Chong's cold face, so he couldn't feel the coldness at all, so he raised a smile and said, "Brother Jian asked me if I was scared when the hailstorm hit yesterday. I was telling him about yesterday's scene, really It's terrible!"

Yan Chong glanced at Jian Mingzhou, his eyes were not friendly.Immediately afterwards, he randomly found the same wooden stool and sat down next to Wen Moer.

This posture of protecting the calf is very obvious.

Jian Mingzhou turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, and raised his glasses expressionlessly, his face was as indifferent as usual.

"Is your place seriously affected?" He asked Yan Chong.

Yan Chong was dissatisfied with Jian Mingzhou's approaching his younger brother, but this man did not do anything excessive, and he had no reason to get angry.So he accepted the inexplicable unhappiness that had just arisen, and truthfully told the situation of the disaster in the space station.

After listening to Jian Mingzhou, he nodded: "According to my estimation, the potatoes in your place should mature in these two days."

"Listen," he looked up at Yan Chong, "you also put away the potatoes that were damaged by the hail."

Yan Chong said: "Although the size of the potato is not too big and it has spoiled a lot, it is still edible and should not be wasted."

"That's the reason." Jian Mingzhou asked again, "Then do you have a way to deal with these half-bad potatoes?"

Yan Chong really has it, and it's not a secret.And he came this time, besides helping out, he just wanted to borrow something from Jian Mingzhou.

"I'm going to sun-dry the potato slices so they'll last for months. So, I'm going to borrow some vegetable oil from you."

Wen Moer had never even seen a potato growing in the field before, and he was completely a novice in farming.

It never occurred to him that potatoes could be dried in the sun. Hearing what Yan Chong said, he immediately looked at him differently, and his round eyes were full of admiration.

Yan Chong raised his chin slightly, feeling Wen Moer's burning gaze from the corner of his eye, which was very beneficial.

"Vegetable oil?" Jian Mingzhou pondered for a moment, "Yes, there is, but it's not cheap. It takes a big bag of potatoes to get a barrel of oil, and it's not worth it at all."

This is why most people only eat potatoes boiled, stir fry?That's a luxury!

However, thinking of those potatoes that might be thrown away in vain, Yan Chong suddenly wanted to "luxury" for a while, or maybe he was really fed up with the bland taste and wanted to add some special flavors to the boring days.

"Xiao Mo, do you want to eat potato chips?" He suddenly turned to the person beside him.

Yan Chong suddenly said such a sentence, Wen Moer couldn't react for a while, and blurted out: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, I realized something was wrong, and hurriedly shook my head: "No, I don't want to eat, not at all! It's too wasteful, we... are so poor..."

so poor...

Yan Chong's body froze, and he suddenly felt that he had been hit by an arrow. Although this is an ironclad fact, can we save some face in front of outsiders!

Yan Chong slightly adjusted his cracked expression, and nodded to Wen Moer who shook his head and said no, but his eyes showed eagerness.

Then he said to Jian Mingzhou: "Just according to Xiao Mo, order a barrel of vegetable oil, and pay on credit according to the old rules."

For the current Yan Chong, there is no psychological burden at all on credit or something, and he is quite proficient.

On the contrary, Wen Moer felt quite embarrassed, and smiled shyly at Jian Mingzhou.

Jian Mingzhou didn't say anything, and agreed to buy oil.

Later, Yan Chong asked Jian Mingzhou about the reason for the large hailstones. Jian Mingzhou didn't know much about it. He only knew that there would always be two or three times a year, but the time and frequency of occurrence were not regular.

Sometimes I don't encounter it for more than half a year, and sometimes there are only two times in a month.As for the damage to the crops, it depends entirely on luck.

The land must be planted, and we must not give up eating because of choking.

Yan Chong had thought about Jian Mingzhou's words before he came, if he could predict in advance, the vegetable field in front of him would not be in such a miserable state.

Yan Chong stood up, calmly looked over the messy vegetable garden in front of him, and slowly looked out, he could see the unchanging sand dunes and Gobi.Living in it, the eyes will always be fascinated by the wind and sand, and the skin will always be stained with sand.

The wind and sand bother everyone living here, but survival itself is more important, and it seems that no one pays special attention to this point.

But if you think about it carefully, what is the difference between the sudden bad weather and the seemingly mild sand in the sky?

Yan Chong didn't speak for a long time, making the surrounding atmosphere serious.

Jian Mingzhou knew that he had something to say, so he waited calmly, waiting for what kind of surprise this person would bring him.

Finally, after a few minutes, Yan Chong turned around, looked at Jian Mingzhou firmly and said, "I want..."

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