The south of the Yangtze River is mostly two seasons of rice, early rice is planted after the mid-April and the early May, and harvested in late July. Immediately after the late rice seedlings before autumn, the late October autumn harvest.
Although the Wellhead Village was located to the south of the Yangtze River, it was still far from the river and was filled with dry lands.
There are only two species of upland rice, and the yield is low and the quality of the rice is poor.
It was the sweltering summer day, and the fields on both sides of the village road had bright red clouds rolling in between the rising and falling green waves. The sorghum had long since dropped its heavy tassels.
Jin Xiaolou walked through the sorghum fields one after another. After a while, she finally arrived in front of her own field.
The one acre of land that was distributed to Jin Xiaolou was originally given to the village elder Tong.
Old Tong's head was also called Tong Er'zi. Ever since he was born, his face had grown up. No one in the village looked at him with contempt, and he spent the rest of his life as a bachelor. At the beginning of this year, old Tong went into the woods to hunt wild game, and then rolled down the slope and died.
Old Tong's parents had long passed away, and his only sister had long married into his village. His entire acre of land had been abandoned, and now, it was finally up to Jin Xiaolou.
Jin Xiaolou stood on the farmland's ridges and looked around. There were a lot of weeds in the fields, and a grass hut stood not far away.
"The terrain is not bad!" Jin Xiaolou was very satisfied with this mu of land.
Since the water source was so close, he could dig a canal to bring the water over and change the dry land into paddy fields.
Jin Xiaolou wanted to plant rice. That day, she found a natural male sterile plant in the forest, which was the key to hybrid rice.
At this time of the year, it was the season for the rice to blossom and pollinate. If she could use the wild rice and the dry rice in Wellhead Village to pollinate, this autumn's harvest would let Jin Xiaolou to make the entire village sigh in admiration!
In this regard, Jin Xiaolou had absolute confidence.
Seeing that it was still early in the morning, Jin Xiaolou suddenly turned around and looked at the Silly Young Master who was squatting on the farmland and pulling the grass.
His ears were white as a piece of jade in the sunlight, perhaps hot, and pink in the walls.
As if he had felt Jin Xiaolou's gaze, he suddenly raised his face, opened his eyes wide, and met Jin Xiaolou's gaze without any hesitation, as she naturally smiled.
It was as if he had seen a beautiful bird, a bright and clear cloud of cloud, a joy that came from instinct.
The sincere and clean smile was burning hot, it made Jin Xiaolou panic, and she immediately looked away.
He really was a young master who had lived like a prince since he was young.
Look at his skin, it's like satin, it's really enviable!
Jin Xiaolou sighed, she could not bear to continue, ai, what could she do, one person's abilities were limited, more people means more power!
This Silly Young Master will just treat it as participating in the Metamorphosis and come to the countryside to train and experience a different life.
Jin Xiaolou did her own work and a warm smile that felt like spring hung on her face. She then met Silly Young Master's eyes again and asked softly: "What is your name?"
She didn't even know that at this moment, she looked like a weird aunt trying to trick an ignorant youth with a fake smile …
"Gao Lang." The Silly Young Master returned, "'The first rays of the sun shall resound in the brocade sheds, and the winds of the nine heavens shall shine'."
"Ai, not bad, not bad. You even know how to recite poems!" Jin Xiaolou was so pleased that she sounded like an old mother. "Gao Lang, do you like pulling weeds to play with?"
Jin Xiaolou smiled even more obsequiously: "Then how about we play a very fun game?"
Gao Lang nodded, his eyes blinking like two little stars.
"This afternoon, you will pull all the grass in the field and not leave a single one!" Jin Xiaolou raised her tone as she spoke of something extremely interesting.
"Alright!" Without thinking, Silly Young Master jumped into the field and started digging.
Looking at her happy figure in the fields, Jin Xiaolou felt that it was good to be a fool!
Jin Xiaolou walked around the village twice, and after about an hour and a half, he finally understood. In the entire Wellhead Village, only the two families, Carpenter Tan and Hunter Sun, grew dry rice.
Since the yield of the dry rice was small, the two clans both had other ways of settling down. Raising rice was just a mouthful of food. If they could exchange it for other food, they should be able to exchange it for a few stalks of rice.
Jin Xiaolou had a plan in her mind, and quickly returned.
If he could get rid of all the weeds together with Silly Young Master today, and dig a ditch tomorrow, plow the ground, and introduce fresh water, he could go into the forest tomorrow and harvest rice and dry rice to pollinate and he could catch up!
Just as she walked to the front of the field, Jin Xiaolou was dumbfounded.
The fields had long been cleaned and the weeds were neatly piled at the side. Silly Young Master Gao Lang was sitting in the grass in the middle of the shed, crooking his body and fishing for something in the ditch.
Beside him, on a large leaf of a sweet potato, were some small shrimps.
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Silly Young Master raised his wet hands and said excitedly, "My wife, you're back!"
"This... Did you get all of this? " Jin Xiaolou was very shocked, and as she asked that, she naturally pulled up her skirt to help Gao Lang wipe his hands clean.
Gao Lang nodded his head, while obediently allowing Jin Xiaolou to wipe it away, he asked for praise at the same time: "I made it all by myself, is it powerful?"
Foolish people truly have dumb luck! Jin Xiaolou sighed in admiration!
He had originally thought that he would be a burden, but to think that he would be a capable assistant!
Jin Xiaolou carried the small shrimp in her arms as she followed behind, tightly grabbing onto Jin Xiaolou's clothes.
The two of them returned to the thatched cottage, one after the other.
"From now on, this is your home."
Before entering the house, Jin Xiaolou said these words softly.
It was unknown whether he said this to himself or to Gao Lang behind him.
However, when the door was pushed open, she was stunned by the scene inside the room.
The thatched cottage that was originally neatly and tidily cleaned had been turned into a mess. All the large and small items within the hut had been plundered. Other than the broken pieces on the ground, nothing else was left.