Chapter 1191

Mo Lingyuan was full of surprise: "Interplanting crops?"

"Yes." Chu Yunyao pointed to the surrounding mountains in the distance: "The water for irrigation can come down from the mountains, and can also be dug from the river to divert water for irrigation, and there is no shortage of water.

After the wheat is planted and harvested, rice can be grown.

When the rice grows, you can raise rice fish in it. These fish can not only eat the worms in the rice, but also ensure the rice harvest. When the autumn harvest comes, the rice and the fattened fish will be harvested in two.

The land on the mountain is relatively barren, with a lot of sand and gravel in it. These lands are not fertile and will not yield good harvests for most crops. However, if you plant tubers, especially sweet potatoes and potatoes, it is not only very suitable, It is also easy to store. If the grain harvest is not good, it can be used as food to satisfy the hunger, and it can be eaten after cooking.

Where there is water in ditches and ditches, taro can also be planted.

There are mulberry trees everywhere on the ridges, which can be used to raise silkworms and weave cloth, and also plant cotton and hemp. The people here are so hardworking, they cannot live up to their hard work.

Don't over-hunt, don't over-fish, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to drink water. If the war doesn't burn here, they can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment. "

There was a hint of admiration in Mo Lingyuan's doting eyes, "I never expected that you even know how to grow farmland."

Looking at the bustling scene in the farmland, he whispered softly: "When the east wind arrives, the green lake will go up the mountain. The spring on the lake is already early, and the fields are not idle every day.

Where the ditch and the flowing water lie, between Leisi and Pingwu. Let's eat in the evening, and return to retreat. "

Chu Yunyao supported her back with one hand, and stroked her raised belly with the other: "I just know it, and I have never farmed the fields myself, let alone done farm work."

Mo Lingyuan supported her and walked beside her, looking at the lush and lush field, "I hope that in my lifetime, I can see the world is peaceful and everything is peaceful.

The common people live in peace and enjoy their work, and they are happy with their food and food.

Everyone has a house to live in, food to eat, clothes to wear, flowers to hang down, and enjoy themselves.

Young people have something to support, and old people have something to rely on.

When Xiu'er grows up, he will be able to build a peaceful and prosperous world without going through the bombardment we have experienced. "

Chu Yunyao looked at the dirty Xiu'er rolling in the field ridge in the distance, pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, although the long road is long, there will be a day when we finish it.

Ling Yuan, I'm so happy that you're back to the old you again. "

Mo Lingyuan's warm fingertips picked up her hair hanging by her ears, "It's all thanks to you. If you and Xiu'er hadn't been by my side all the time, I can't imagine what I would be like now."

Mo Lingyuan asked the guards behind him to write down the interplanting method Chu Yunyao just described, and sent someone to convey it one by one...

At noon, Mo Lingyuan took Chu Yunyao back to the farm for a simple meal. Chu Yunyao was a little tired and lay down in the bedroom to rest.

Xiu'er was full of energy and clamored to go out to play, so Mo Lingyuan took Xiu'er to play in the nearby stream.

Xiu'er's chubby little feet stepped on the clean stones, soaked in the cool water, and held a small basket to touch shrimps and catch fish in it.

After Mo Jinyu settled Qin Zhirou, and coaxed Qin Zhirou to sleep, he heard laughter, came out of the room, and saw Xiu'er rolling around in the water, covered in water, smiling so brilliantly, he couldn't bear it. She walked over and teased him: "What is Xiu'er doing?"

Xiu'er raised her head and smiled exactly like Chu Yunyao, with curved eyebrows and soft lines: "Uncle, there are a lot of small fish, Xiu'er is catching small fish."

Mo Jinyu stared at Xiu'er's wanton smiling face, his heartstrings seemed to be plucked by something...