Later, the son came back here with his wife and children, and their family continued to open up wasteland for afforestation.

The forest owner's son met the world outside and encouraged his father to sell these local products through the Internet.

Nowadays, the economic benefits of forest farms are getting better year by year, not to mention, the control of sandstorm also has certain results.

"Compared with before, we have pushed the sand line back 20 kilometers."

When the owner of the forest farm said his achievements, the light in his eyes was like a champion in an electronic competition and a champion in an examination.

The first time I heard it, I was moved.

"Moreover, for example, many elderly people in the village have no financial resources. Every spring and autumn harvest, we will hire them to the forest farm to help, and they can also reduce the burden of life through their own labor."

Fenglanchu soon saw the old people, each of them was dark, thin and energetic. Especially, everyone was like a strong laborer in his thirties and forties.

Now this season, people are mainly responsible for taking good care of the Haloxylon tree, so that every Haloxylon tree can survive as much as possible.

In the past two days, Feng Lanchu and his party have been wandering around the forest farm to help plant and watch trees. Because it's not the harvest season in autumn and the hiding season in winter, the work here is much easier than that of drafting the checkerboard base.

As soon as they relaxed, they suddenly realized the tiredness of planting grass.

All of them have backache and leg pain. As soon as they lie on the Kang, they all cry.

At this time, no one thought that Feng Lanchu suddenly took out a bottle of medicinal wine and threw it to everyone.

"You help each other, and it's sure to work."

"Eh?"

Except for Jiang's father and son, all of them were dumb.

I know that teacher Xiaofeng is omnipotent, but I don't know that teacher Xiaofeng is also in charge of medicine and wine.

Looking at the expression of the people, Feng Lanchu thought that they didn't believe her and said, "this is my grandfather's match. He is a famous orthopedic master. You can rest assured."

Teacher Xiaofeng was sure that they didn't believe it, so they helped each other.

Wind LAN Chu and Jiang Che also put the wine on their hands to show Jiang An Zhi to lift up his clothes.

After such an examination, it was found that Jiang An's arms and thighs were OK, but there were good blood bubbles on his hands, which should have been grasped by a shovel when he was planting grass squares.

"Daddy, does it hurt?" Jiang Che blew his hand.

Jiang Anzhi shook his head: "no skin, no pain."

Wind haze at the beginning of speechless looking at him, if the skin is very easy to infection pus, OK.

Besides, who talks about the pain of blood bubble?

I can't understand why this guy is so infatuated with the word "muffled voice".

Jiang An Zhi saw the breeze haze beginning one eye, smile to stretch out a hand to her in front.

"Well, help me."

Many people treat blood bubbles by breaking them first and squeezing them out. But Lao Feng's family doesn't follow the usual way. Their medicinal wine has the effect of detumescence and pain relief. Such blood bubbles can be eliminated by rubbing them with hands for a while.

At the beginning of Fenglan, he didn't have a good look at him. He rubbed the medicinal wine in his hand and covered it in Jiang'an's hand.

The greasy little hand rubbed his fingers back and forth in his palm, as if it was not his blood bubble, but his heart.

Jiang An's light hook lips, eyes color deeply looking at the small hand in his palm, the joy of the mood over the words.

Toni make complaints about Chen Ge's long fingernails, and Cai Jiao's voice is not allowed by Zhu Zhengkui, but only two people in the corner interact with each other.

Alone Jiang Che looked at the two, sighed silently, rubbed the wine in his hand, and patted his father's back.