What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Jing Mo and Nan Xing live in the front and back rooms, so they walk together naturally.

He carried the burden and followed Nan Xing all the way to his door.

After entering the courtyard, Jing Mo separated the burden and prepared to return it to Nan Xing before going home to cook. The fifth uncle who came out of the kitchen said, "Let's eat here at noon, and we will have to do it when we go back, so we won't have to worry about it. "

It's good to be able to eat together, bah, not having to do it: "Is it convenient?"

Fifth Uncle was unhappy: "Look at what you said, are you still being polite to me?"

Of course it's not: "I eat too much."

"Just one meal can still make me poor, so hurry up and wash your hands."

Nan Xing didn't even bother to argue with his grandfather, it was rare to invite Jingmo back, his grandfather would never give up.

And it's not a problem to always eat Jingmo, they have to express it.

So Nan Xing also opened his mouth and said: "My family only has ordinary food, just don't dislike it."

"No." Seeing that Nan Xing also expressed his willingness to stay, Jing Mo dared to agree to stay.

Uncle Wu nodded, thinking that his brother did a good job this time, so while the two of them were washing their hands, he went to the cupboard to get an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.

The lunch is simple, a green skin loofah scrambled egg soup, a stir-fried cabbage heart.

It is also the first time for Jingmo to eat at someone else's table. I don't know if it is so simple, but according to the current living conditions, it is impossible to say that there is meat and fish on the table.

Judging from the physical condition of the villagers, this may be considered good.

Uncle Wu packed the rice for him and greeted him to serve: "The cooking is not as fine as yours, so don't be disgusted."

Jing Mo shook his head.

Fifth Uncle smiled: "Let's eat."

Only when the old man moved his chopsticks did they dare to take food.

Uncle Wu is willing to put oil in the stir-fried cabbage, so it looks good, and he also put garlic, but the old man has bad teeth, so he cooks it a little bit soft.

On the other hand, the egg soup with green skin loofah was somewhat beyond Jingmo's expectation: "It's delicious."

Uncle Wu put a lot of melons and eggs, and the soup had the sweetness of loofah.

Although Uncle Wu also knows that his craftsmanship is not as good as Jingmo, he is still very happy to be praised by young people: "As long as you like to eat, there are many green-skinned loofahs and stars, and there are still in the field. I will pick some in the afternoon." , you take it back and cook."

After chatting, Jing Mo asked casually, "Brother Xing grows a lot of vegetables?"

Nan Xing took the time to reply: "It's okay."

"What did you plant?"

"All."

"..." Jing Mo also knew that Nan Xing didn't do it on purpose. This person always talks like this, so he asked again: "Have you finished eating? If you can't finish eating, sell it to me. It will save me from running around town all the time." purchase."

Uncle Wu was happy to see the two of them talking more, so he consciously closed his mouth tightly and concentrated on eating.

Nan Xing, who was drinking soup, didn't hear his grandfather's answer, fearing that he would neglect the guests, he hurriedly said: "If you want it, you can pick it from the field, you don't need to buy it."

Jing Mo filled the rice bowl with a spoon and used it to make rice: "That won't work."

Nan Xing said, "It's not worth much money."

Jing Mo thought he was embarrassed to take money: "You don't have to save it for me, I have money."

"..." Forget it, this is a fool.

Nan Xing shut his mouth and ate obediently.

Uncle Wu almost felt his stomach ache from holding back his laughter. Although he didn't know what was funny, he thought it was funny seeing the two of them talking.

"You can't eat a few vegetables a day, so what do you buy? If you have this money, you might as well keep it for a wife."

Jing Mo thought to himself, it would be useless to use this little money to marry a wife.

But by coincidence, he first went to see Nan Xing.

Nan Xing just raised his head, the two looked at each other and moved away at the same time.

"!!!" It was so obvious that Uncle Wu almost dropped the bowl when he saw it.

Both of them felt a little guilty and closed their mouths tacitly.

Here, Jingmo thought to himself: "What do I see him doing?"

Nan Xing over there was also puzzled: "What is he looking at me for?"

Uncle Wu was holding the bowl and forgot to eat. He looked at this and that, and his intuition after living for decades told him that there was clearly something to be said for it.

In an instant, Uncle Wu became excited. He scooped a spoon full of loofah and eggs for the two of them respectively: "I have to go to the field in the afternoon and eat more."

That trace of weirdness was buried in the heart by the care of the old man, but after all, the seed was planted, so sooner or later, it will take root and sprout and grow flowers.

Although Uncle Wu was full of words, his face still ached when Jing Mo finished three bowls of rice in one go.

It's not that he is reluctant to let Jing Mo eat, but fortunately he cooks a lot at noon, otherwise he would be rude to others.

Even Nan Xing was a little surprised at this person's appetite. You must know that the bowls in rural homes are not small bowls. A large bowl of this kind is equivalent to a small bowl and a half.

People don't look fat, but they eat a lot.

Nan Xing glanced at his strong chest, and didn't find it strange anymore.

Jing Mo was finally full, so he stopped Nan Xing and took over the job of washing dishes.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks with chaku powder, Jing Mo left and went home.

When I went home, I fetched well water and washed off the smell of sweat before going back to my room to take a nap.

After sleeping until 01:30, he was woken up by the heat. Even if the mud-tile house has the characteristics of warm in winter and cool in summer, it cannot stop the invasion of heat.

Seeing that it was almost time to start work, Jing Mo simply stopped sleeping, got up, washed and prepared to go out.

In this kind of weather, I can't wait to soak in the water to cool off.

Jing Mo washed a peach, sat under the eaves, and ate it bite by bite.

In the yard, the tobacco vine bred in the severe cold environment loves the sun very much. Even when the sky is almost [-] degrees, it can still wave its two little arms and twist its body to perform for Jingmo.

After eating the peaches, just as he threw the peach pits into the pan, he heard Nan Xing shouting outside the door: "Jingmo, are you awake?"

The sound was quite loud, probably because he was afraid that he could not hear clearly in the room.

"Wake up." Jing Mo responded quickly and went to open the door.

Before reaching the door, Nan Xing outside went on to say: "Then get ready, we're going to go to the field."

He had nothing to prepare. He took the straw hat hanging on the wall, put it on his head, picked up the water bag and went out.

Nan Xing was still waiting for him outside, probably because of someone else's order to take him out, so he called out specially.

He is also dressed in a straw hat and straw sandals. The task of Jing Mo and the two is to release benevolence, so there is no need to bring farm tools.

But Nan Xing saw that there was nothing in his hand except the water bag, so he thought that Jing Mo had forgotten, so he reminded him: "Corn seeds."

Jing Mo was taken aback, the seeds were stored in the ring by him, but it was impossible for him to act out of thin air in front of Nan Xing: "I forgot, just wait."

Nan Xing knew that he didn't have the habit of farming, so he forgot everything, and for the sake of the employer's face, he forgave him.

Jing Mo had no choice but to go to the kitchen, pretending to pick up seeds.

Then they locked the door and set off together.

When it's time, there are many villagers who go out to work.

If anyone knows them, just ask casually: "Brother Xing, are you helping Jingmo cultivate the land?"

Nan Xing hummed.

The man asked again: "Jing Mo, what did you plant?"

"Corn and potatoes."

"never heard of that."

Jing Mo didn't want to talk too deeply: "I got it from outside."

"No wonder, it turned out to be something from a barbarian."

Jing Mo also hummed, and he found that the Hu people were really excellent blamers.

That person was just asking casually and gossiping, purely to satisfy his own curiosity.

I also met many villagers later, but they all passed by in a hurry, not like the previous one.

Jing Mo remembered that Nan Xing's family also wanted Xia Zhong, and asked, "Have you started Xia Zhong?"

"Well, the planting is better. If you can finish planting the corn today, you will have to plant the rice tomorrow."

Jing Mo had a difficult choice between the house and the beauty, and finally asked out of conscience: "Can you help me?"

Hearing this, Nan Xing glanced at him curiously: "You will?"

Jing Mo shook his head.

"Why don't you join in the fun?" Xu had been with him for a long time, and Nan Xing discovered another side of this person, and he would joke: "Besides, you just finished the work in the field, so you must want to rest."

"..." Jing Mo, who was poked in the center of his mind, silently turned his face away.

Seeing his reaction, Nan Xing was as keen as him, and could not help but pursed his lips tightly, but the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

The second half of the road suddenly fell silent.

Jing Mo didn't find out what the problem was, he had always been insensitive to feelings.

But Nan Xing was ashamed to speak.

So until they reached the field, neither of them said a word.

In the field, besides the village chief's wife and the other five, there were also the village chief and a young man.

The village head smoked a pipe and sat in the shade, while the young man stood beside him, looking cautious.

Jing Mo couldn't figure out what was going on: "Village Chief, why are you here?"

The village chief stood up supporting the field ridge, pointed to the young man beside him and said, "This is Zhou Jing, the recorder you are looking for."

Zhou Jing, who looked very malnourished, immediately called out: "Brother Jing."

"..." Although he wanted to find the recorder, he didn't ask the village chief to find the underage.

The village chief knew what he meant when he saw his expression, he puffed out the smoke and said, "There is no way, as long as this kid is willing, regardless of his young age, he is careful and smart at work, not bad."

All right, the village chief is always reliable: "How old are you?"

Zhou Jing, who was thin and tall, with yellow hair like weeds, replied, "Fifteen."

"Do you know what I'm looking for you for?" Jing Mo asked again.

"You want to know the exact planting plan, how much fertilizer should be applied to an acre of land, how many days should be watered, how long does it take for the seeds to germinate, and how to deal with diseases and disasters..." When talking about this, Zhou Jing's eyes It's all different.

That is a confident, but also knowledge-seeking eyes.

Jing Mo was also a little surprised. It looked like a grass, but he didn't expect it to be a treasure. The quality was unexpected: "Not bad." He said to the village chief: "Just him."

"Okay, I'll tell you the details."

This is what has to be said to him.

Jing Mo understood in seconds, he handed the corn seeds to Nan Xing, and said to Zhou Jing, "Go to Fang Ren first."

"Yes, Master."

"???"

What the hell?

The author has something to say:

Everyone, take a look at my pre-received articles, accept one if you like it, and open the article seamlessly after writing this.

Pre-received article: "When I woke up, my wife ran away"

When Chu Xu woke up, he found that he was not only a married person, but also a well-known scumbag in the village.

He got a daughter-in-law for nothing, and before he could completely change his image, the daughter-in-law took the money he earned and left a letter of divorce and ran away.

Chu Xu, who is short of money and manpower: "..."

The daughter-in-law ran away, and she just chased her back.

From then on, he escaped and chased, and he couldn't fly with his wings.

Farming + Brother Wen Shuangjie