Bianshanhan [farming]

Although the group fleeing from the famine did not enter the city, there were so many people and there was a lot of movement. The officers, soldiers and exiles in the camp knew about it. Some were talking about the famine, while others were happy. The dirty work of mowing grass, feeding horses, shoveling horse dung and cow dung, hunting and patrolling can be paid for with money.

Later, people from the Sun family, the kitchen, and the stable and cowshed all came, bringing the most practical iron pot and several pots of pickles.

One step behind them, the officers and soldiers in the camp also came to recognize their faces and said a few polite words. Most of them had received favors from Jiang Liping and Jiang Cong, or they were familiar with Li Qingwen.

Originally, everyone was still a little apprehensive, fearing that they would be rejected by the people in the camp when they came, but they didn't expect the people here to be so enthusiastic, and the big stone in their hearts immediately fell to the ground.

Chicken and rabbits were being stewed in clay pots. As soon as the iron pot arrived, Li Qingwen began to show his skills, frying and frying so quickly that the people around him couldn't see the real action.

Zhou Yao and the others had gotten used to the food cooked by Li Qingwen for a long time. While helping to cut things, they looked at the things in the pot anxiously.

The men and women who just came here are very surprised. They have never seen a man cook, and they cook deliciously. At most, the men in their family can scoop water into the pot, put rice, and the rice may become mushy after cooking. Pot, it is impossible to eat the dishes they cook in the next life.

After being surprised, the women who were busy at the stove at home realized that she couldn't understand what this handsome boy was doing.

The oil in Daliang is expensive, and the pot is expensive. Except for restaurants, most farmers eat steamed vegetables, boiled vegetables, and stewed vegetables. They seldom fry fried vegetables. The oil is burned suddenly, and the oil is fragrant and the meat is burnt. The aroma penetrates from the mouth and nose , the hooked person swallowed while watching non-stop.

Jiang Shi originally gave all the children to Li Qingrui, but a group of people surrounded the stove, cutting meat and chopping ginger one by one, and she couldn't squeeze in, let alone help.

The people inside also said: "You have traveled such a long way, you should take a rest, we will do these things."

Li Maoqun guarded the next pot to fry dried rabbit meat. This rabbit meat was marinated, fried directly, and cooked in a while. The fried meat was golden and brown. brook.

Li Qingyong and Li Qingfeng were at the front of the queue. Before the meat cooled down, they quickly grabbed half of the plate with their hands, and the children behind were about to cry.

The two of them are not guilty at all, they just caught a lot of fish, and these children will have fish to eat later, and those who work hard will eat more, it is only right and proper.

Tightly guarding the rest, when the scalding meat was not so hot, Li Maoqun smiled and distributed it to the children, whether it was big or small, they all gnawed on the pieces of fried meat with their little faces full of satisfaction.

Li Qingyong and Li Qingfeng hissed and ate the meat, while thanking that Ma Yongjiang was not around.

The brothers of the Liu family and Li Qingmu's family were behind them, and they grinned happily, "Father, mother, brother-in-law, don't worry, we have collected a lot of food, enough to last us for several years."

Mrs. Liu wiped away her tears while cooking, and the two of them have survived this time.

As soon as the rice was cooked, Zhou Congxin came and gave them a few bags of noodles. When the things were put down, the unenthusiastic villagers held them down and insisted on finishing the meal before leaving.

The men and elders first sat around on the ground, and served them food first. Soon, families of people sat on the grass.

There are so many people that the dishes can't be cooked too delicately. Mrs. Chen still ate the sauerkraut fish and stewed fish cooked by her son.

Li Qingfeng said bluntly: "Mother, if there are many people eating together, those who talk too much will suffer."

Mrs. Chen smiled, and then she didn't say much. His son wanted to let her eat the fish, so he had to taste it.

It was dark when we ate, so there is a big moon today, and I will light a few pine lights next to it, so there will be no delay.

Li Maoqun went to the camp to bring a cartful of wine, one person who could drink, and no one shared half a glass, and he slammed his mouth after drinking, "Enough!"

Some people spoke quickly, saying that the wine was made by Li Maoqun, and the people in Yangshu Village began to say to Li Maoqun: "Okay, you kid came to the border town and learned so many things!"

Li Maoqun said with a smile: "If you want to drink, I will brew more in the future, as long as you don't dislike it."

Who would dislike drinking alcohol, everyone thanked him repeatedly.

This time it was really full, and everyone let go of their bellies.

The land is so big that even horses can't run it. They don't have anything, but they have a lot of strength, so they can farm here well, and they don't have to worry about it in the future!

After eating, some got up for a walk, and some lay on the grass, looked at the vast starry sky, and asked: "Why do I think the sky here is higher than ours in Bingzhou?"

"That's right, I think it's the same." Others said seriously: "Why is this place so spacious?"

It's spacious, so wide that it makes one's heart beat wildly, and the land is rich and fertile. If they take root here, future generations will enjoy the blessings!

The melancholy of being away from home, the hardship of traveling hungry all the way, the uneasiness of strangers... all kinds of things, all kinds of things, can't make them look here a few more times.

Li Qinghong stopped a group of children who wanted to play by the river, fearing that they would be in danger if they fell into the water, and at the same time warned the adults.

Because the whole family was here, Li Qingwen didn't go back to the camp, so he rested outside at night.

Some people fell down and snored after drinking, and some were still excitedly talking about building a house.

Li Maoxian, Li Maoqun and others sat together and whispered about the autumn harvest. They wanted to cover it quickly, and they had to live in it before autumn, or it would snow anytime. Adults can bear it, but children can't stand the cold.

Li Qingwen was lying on his mother's lap, but he dozed off after listening to it. Mrs. Chen pulled a thin quilt to cover her, and Li Qingwen fell asleep without struggling.

He obviously slept in the open air, but he was surrounded by relatives, so he slept very deeply this time.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the refreshing wind, and the crisp chirping of the birds.

Many people are busy at the usually quiet riverside, some are carrying water, some are making mud, some are mowing grass, some are netting fish, some are digging foundations, and some are walking around while drawing lines with wooden sticks. It is a busy scene.

An ant was looking for food, got lost with other friends, and accidentally climbed to a high place, it crawled around, trying to find a way down.

Li Qingwen was awakened by the itch on his face. He reached out to touch it, and the panicked ants fell to the ground and ran into the weeds.

The sky was bright, and there were patches of adobe and round logs on the ground by the river, and the tall and dense weeds beside it disappeared. Li Qingfeng had already taken people to the birch forest to chop wood, and the children were yelling and catching bugs in the grass.

Mrs. Chen brought over porridge, "Zai'er, wake up, let's have some food."

Li Qingwen blinked his big dull eyes, "Mom, how many days have I slept?"

Hearing his silly words, Mrs. Chen chuckled, "It's just an extra hour of sleep, why are you so confused."

Li Qingwen took the porridge, looked around while eating, did he really only wake up an hour late, why has a large piece of foundation been dug, and the adobe seems to be dry...

What he suspected was right. Someone fell asleep and got up in the middle of the night to start working.

These people are no longer a minority.

When I arrived at the place, I felt relieved and full of energy. I wanted to build the house as soon as possible, and the whole family settled down, lying on the hot kang beautifully.

Sun Yonghao, a white-faced scholar, has been working in the border town for several years, and his work is decent. The adobe can be removed quickly and well, and he is not inferior to the people next to him. Li Qingwen came over and asked him, "Has your house been built yet? "

"It's finished." Sun Yonghao wiped off his sweat and said, "Brother Jiang and your folks helped to make it. The five main rooms are quite spacious."

They have been preparing for it for many years, and this time they built a big one, and the whole family can live comfortably.

Li Maoxian and the others walked a lot under the sun before marking out the areas of each village. After they were done, they asked Zhou Congxin if it was okay, and they started the work after nodding. At that time, Li Qingwen was still sleeping.

Chen Dingxin and the others walked along the river, found soil suitable for firing bricks, and immediately built a brick kiln without stopping.

The older ones are mowing grass, and the younger ones are picking up horse manure in a basket, and now they have to prepare for the winter.

Looking at the busy people whose feet didn't touch the ground, Li Qingwen suddenly didn't know what to do.

However, soon he had something to do. Someone wanted to see the land they planted, so they just took a look at it.

Among them are Li Maoxian, Li Benshan and Guo Daquan.

When Li Qingwen walked ahead, he was inexplicably guilty, because he left after planting this year's land, and he was not there for the next two weeding and field trips...

These elders originally asked him a few words on the way, but when they saw the neat patches of crops, they stopped talking for a while and just stared fixedly.

Okay, okay, I can plant so much good land before I close my eyes, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it.

Before coming here, Li Maoxian had already told the villagers about the land, crops, and yield per mu. After traveling more than 2000 miles, the villagers couldn't just rush over with a smug look.

Even if you know it, seeing it with your own eyes is still different.

Starting from the ground, Li Maoqun told from the side, who owns this piece and whose piece is that...

When they walked to Guo Dayong's field, seeing the thick and strong weeds inside, the elders of Guo's family burned their faces.

After returning, Guo Dayong was taught a lesson by the elders of his family, because they helped earn money, the land was not cleaned up last year and this year, and the grain output in the past two years was a little less than that of others.

Guo Dayong and the others bowed their heads and listened, not daring to say a word. They are peasants, and they will be laughed at in the village if they treat the land like this.

They also regret it now. If they knew that the drought in the family would not be able to grow the land, and they would not earn a penny, they would definitely tidy up the land properly. If there is no food to eat, people will starve to death.

After the lesson was over, the elders began to comfort them again, knowing that it would not be easy for them to come to the border town first, and they would be able to breathe a sigh of relief if the clan and village people were there later.