With a Door In Mind

It was said that Jiang Xiaomei would be back in a few days.

No one was seen either.

It's not yet the busy farming season, and it's just been a few days since the family was separated. She also did not go to work in the fields.

And now they are all fetching water. Although Yang Yuemei wanted to go, despite the high work points, he stopped him.

As for Jiang Xiaohe, he was driven to school by him.

Jiang Xiaomei was not waited for.

Jiang Dingzhong came to Jiang Xiaochuan's house and brought him a household registration book.

Jiang Xiaochuan took the household registration book in the other's hand and flipped through it.

There are only Yang Yuemei and her brother.

At this time, the names have become Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohe.

Looking at the name above, he was still a little awkward.

After all, the name of his previous life for more than 20 years. has become a habit.

Jiang Dingzhong watched him flip through the household registration book, and suddenly said, "Xiao Chuan, the village has allocated private plots."

Jiang Xiaochuan, no, it's Zhou Xiaochuan now.

Looking at Jiang Dingzhong, he said suspiciously, "Uncle Jiang? Now you have a private plot?"

"Yes, but you have to raise pigs. According to the farmland in the village, you have 1.2 points of land."

Hearing Jiang Dingzhong's words, he thought of something.

Originally wanted to refuse, because there will be changes in February next year.

But I thought that I would be leaving at the end of the year at the most.

Then he said to Jiang Dingzhong: "Okay, thank you Uncle Jiang. Where is our private plot?"

"You can choose a nearby land, but if you want a good land, you can arrange it in the village. If you are in this wasteland next to your house, you don't have to wait for the arrangement."

The quality of a piece of land determines the quality of the harvest.

But he has space, and he doesn't want to be crowded with other people.

Thinking of this, he said to Jiang Dingzhong, "Uncle Jiang, then we won't be separated. It's just the wasteland next to my house."

"By the way. Uncle Jiang, when will the pig go to buy it?"

Jiang Dingzhong looked at him, hesitated, and said, "The village has started raising pigs in mid-to-late February. If you raise pigs now, you won't have such small cubs. A little weight is about 20 pounds."

"It's okay, Uncle Jiang, you can get me four pigs."

Yang Yuemei was also taken aback when she heard his words. Before so many people in the Jiang family raised only 2 pigs.

Jiang Dingzhong frowned and said, "It's too much. Where did you get the pig grass for them to eat?"

Now it is to encourage pig breeding, but you have to have so much pig grass for him to eat.

When there was no private plot before, the villagers were discussing how many pigs to raise this year.

Only one can be raised, and one must be raised.

I can't feed it. If you don't keep them, during the New Year, those soap tickets, match tickets and cloth tickets will not be your share.

In the countryside, all the tickets for a year depend on the pigs at home.

Looking at Jiang Dingzhong's surprised expression, he smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, it's okay, I'll go to the mountains for more runs. I'll catch hogweed from the mountains then."

Hearing his words, Jiang Dingzhong stopped persuading him. He had to encourage the villagers to raise pigs.

It's just that people don't want to raise it because they really don't have anything to eat.

"Okay, then you can figure it out yourself. Go to the pig farm to get it by yourself."

After thinking of something, he said to him: "If you want to raise chickens and ducks, buy them together."

"Okay, then thank you Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Dingzhong waved his hand when he heard the words: "What is there to thank, I can't wait for you to support so many, but..."

Jiang Xiaochuan understood what the other party meant, and was afraid that he would not be able to support so much.

He smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Dingzhong left without saying anything.

See Jiang Dingzhong is gone. Yang Yuemei then said: "Xiao Chuan, why do you raise so much? It's too much. If you lack any tickets, give your sister money and let her think of a way for you."

Hearing Yang Yuemei's words, he smiled and said, "It's okay mother."

He didn't explain too much either.

Yang Yuemei looked at him and said nothing. The other party is grown up now. I can't even be home.

Thinking of going to hold piglets in the afternoon, he came to the pigpen and chicken coop in the corner.

This is done when the house is built. And it's brick.

It's just that there have been no pigs, and now it has become the home of the fourth child.

After driving the four out, he began to clean up the pigsty and chicken coop. There's really nothing to fix. Just clean the inside.

Seeing that the four little ones are homeless, they can only let them live for a few days. Anyway, it is not too cold now, so I will make a nest for them.

It's still early, thinking of the corn and sweet potato porridge that Yang Yuemei has been at home these few days. His stomach was sour after eating.

Before Jiang Xiaohe was a little fooled, Yang Yuemei was not so fooled.

Will the meat not get moldy in the cabinet?

How many things can be put in such a small cabinet?

Thinking of this, he said to Yang Yuemei:

"Mother, I'm going to the county town to get some farm tools back. Don't run around."

Yang Yuemei nodded when she heard the words, and took Zhou Xiaomi back to the house.

Jiang Xiaochuan rode away.

Because of the iron smelting before, the nearby communes lacked agricultural tools. The county seat is also lacking.

Go to the county to buy a ghost. It's just that Yang Yuemei didn't know about it.

Not far away, I found a convenient place to enter the space.

When he came to the space, he first prepared the food to be prepared.

I got 10 catties of rice and 1 catty of pork, and also got twenty eggs and some vegetables.

I didn't do too much at one time, one was for fear of scaring Yang Yuemei, and the other was for fear of others finding out.

After all, when Yang Yuemei was there, she kept all these things. It's too late to hide.

At most, in a few days, I will find an excuse to make a little more.

"Hey, it's still inconvenient."

Shaking his head, since he has done it, he will not think about it any more.

Then he set foot on the hill. Looking at the dense bamboo forest that has grown.

It's a pity that I don't have tools in my hand, otherwise it would be good to make a house out of bamboo for the four children.

Look at the dense weeds and lush trees all over the mountains. Still feeling a little lack of anger.

There are already a lot of plants, but there are still too few kinds of animals.

After a few days into the mountains, I will catch some and come back.

It's almost the same in a space with normal flow rate. This is the space.

Put things in a bag, and take out the previous farming tools, a shovel and a hoe.

That's when I went back by car.

When she got home, Yang Yuemei was preparing to cook.

Seeing this, he hurriedly stopped him, "Oh mother, don't do it yet, I brought something back with me, you can make this and eat it."

After speaking, he handed the thing to Yang Yuemei.

Yang Yuemei looked at the things in her hands and said in surprise, "Xiaochuan, did you bring your sister's things. What did your sister eat?"

Hearing Yang Yuemei's words, Jiang Xiaochuan said innocently, "Mother, how could I bring my sister's food."

Then he whispered, "Mother, I bought this from the black market. Take out what you ate today and hide the rest."

Yang Yuemei was startled when she heard this, and hurried to the kitchen to put things in the cabinet.

Not feeling very safe. Take out a little lunch.

She put things back under her bed again.

Jiang Xiaochuan pouted at the scene in front of him, if someone came to check, there would be nothing to hide in this room. Except for your own space.

But he didn't say it. fair enough. At least there is a sense of anxiety.