Chapter 79 Arriving in Shengping County

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 79 Arriving in Shengping County

The carriage was so big, and those people had super capable of storing it, so they were stuffed properly. It wasn't over yet, and the hatchet, kitchen knives, hoes, rakes, and hammers were also prepared for her.

Chen Fan felt that she could stand at the intersection of the three-way road with a rake and shouted: "I opened this mountain and I planted this tree. I have to pass by it from now on and leave it to buy wealth!"

Early the next morning, Chen Fan set out and Liu Da sent her over.

The location of Shengping County and Yuanfeng County is a bit like a "stone". Yuanfeng County is the mouth, and Shengping County is the horizontal and horizontal, half wrapped around Yuanfeng County. Liu Da drew a map for her. If you go to Yema Beach, you can go first.

After walking for a while in Yuanfeng County, you will arrive after passing through a few villages in Shengping County.

The carriage went west and south. After walking for nearly an hour, it reached a riverside. This is the Qingxi River, which runs across Shengping County and Yuanfeng County. The river bank in Yuanfeng County is wide, and the river in Shengping County is over.

It's very narrow, and the embankment is also bumpy.

"Didn't anyone clean up the silt?" Chen Fan looked at the river water like a waterfall, falling from Shengping County to Yuanfeng County.

"No one has taken care of for many years. As long as there are rainstorms for a few days, the water can overflow the river bank. Look at the water. The plum rain has only been there for a few days, and the water is almost full."

"The people can also organize it spontaneously."

Liu laughed: "Who organizes it? Who goes to work?"

Chen Fan had nothing to say.

"Wild Horse Mountain is not far from the river. You can go to Wild Horse Mountain first, and then north to Qijiadu."

The official road here is not very flat, and it is a little muddy, so Chen Fan was a little tired from chasing the car.

"What do they do in corvee every year?" Chen Fan muttered. The two days of fleeing famine were sunny. I didn't think the road was too bad. Now it rains a little every day, and the difference between the roads appears. Chen Fan

I have already started to miss Yuanfeng County.

"It's hard to say, just think about it yourself." Liu Da kept it in a hurry.

Chen Fan didn't ask again, saving some effort to catch the train.

After walking for nearly two hours, I finally arrived at Yema Mountain in Shengping County. It was already noon.

The two got off the horse, moved the stove, boiled water and cooked noodles, and used pickles and scallion pancakes to solve the lunch problem.

Looking at the bare mountain, Chen Fan asked Liu Da: "What do you like about this mountain?"

"The soil is loose, not turbid at night, has good breathability and water permeability, and there are not many large stones on the outside, which is suitable for planting. However, the people here cut down trees too far and only cut down but not planting, which is so wasteland."

"Is it enough for them to cut trees now?"

"It depends on how you train." Liu Da disagreed. He got on the horse, waved at Chen Fan, and left with ease.

Chen Fan washed the pot and bowl, put it back in place, got on the horse again, and began to circle around the mountain.

There are 600 acres of this mountain. Chen Fan walked around and drew a square in his mind, which was 600 meters long and 540 meters wide. It is estimated that when they measured the mountain, they also measured the edges and corners, and then put them together.

Integer.

She found a gap and drove the carriage into it. There were loess layers along the way, and countless tree stumps were pestled there. Some grass buds appeared on the ground, shaking delicately.

There are many small stones on the mountain road, which makes the mountain road less muddy and difficult to walk.

After walking for a while, my eyes suddenly became clear, and the middle was empty, almost flat!

There is a pond in the mountain, and there is a waterfall ahead. There is water, and it turns out that there is water here!

There is water that makes the mountains look like this! Chen Fan is so heartbroken that he wants to beat the ground.

There are still several thatched huts in the mountain. Chen Fan walked into one and looked at it. It was abandoned; when he walked into another, it was abandoned.

How hard it is to get through this.

She parked the carriage under the waterfall and asked the horse to drink water. She looked at the seemingly no one around, so she climbed up the mountain and looked at whether anyone was approaching the carriage.

The mountain is not difficult to climb, and Chen Fan quickly climbed to the top of the mountain. At the top is a big lake, which is estimated to be fifty or sixty acres. There is not a big tree by the lake, only a circle of high and low stones, and finally some grass grows and

shrub.

There were only these green grasses and shrubs, and some aquatic plants in the water. Chen Fan was so heartbroken that he wanted to beat the ground again.

Looking around, there are four villages scattered around, all of which are sparsely populated by more than a dozen families. Compared with the neatly tidy high-walled courtyards of more than 100 households in Wangjiadun, these villages can be described as withering.

Chen Fan walked slowly on the top of the mountain, two or three miles away, without any fatigue. The mountain can be said to be surrounded by several mountains. The terrain on the top of the mountain is very flat, with a few strange rocks that can be regarded as a landscape.

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There is only one steep mountain wall, which is the mountain with lakes and waterfalls. The rest of the hillsides are very smooth and the slopes are very wide. The slopes are covered with cut tree stumps, which is shocking.

There is also a pond, at the foot of the mountain in the northeast direction. It looks less than ten acres and is also bare around it. The water in the pond is a bit turbid.

After walking for so long, she didn't see a villager coming out to work. What do you want to do in the fields? Don't you come out to watch the fun?

Chen Fan arrived next to the carriage and looked at the hillsides. She didn't want to find the villagers for the time being.

She closed her eyes and quietly thought about the sweet potato vines, the trees on the third floor, and imagined them falling on the clearings in the mountains.

She waited for a few minutes and heard the continuous thumping sound.

The space did not disappoint her. When she opened her eyes, she saw saplings like hills, sweet potato vines like haystacks, and sweet potatoes like small soil slopes.

The saplings were all lying there and needed someone to plant them. Several thick trees broke into large pits and stood there.

Chen Fan took out a shovel and built soil for the trees. He closed his eyes and watered the trees.

It’s better to go to work with the villagers. She entered the carriage, found a few sacks in the space, and put all the sweet potatoes into the sacks.

She drove the carriage to a family and shouted twice: "Is anyone at home?"

An old lady came out and looked at her: "Girl, are you doing something?"

"Auntie, I want to cook some things. Can I borrow them from your kitchen?"

The old lady nodded and opened the fence door. Chen Fan took the carriage in and moved the bag of sweet potatoes from the carriage.

Two young women and five children walked out of the room.

She picked five big sweet potatoes and said, "This is for your family. You can eat your stomach. You can put them away first. I'll cook some small ones now, and they will cook faster."

She took some smaller ones, washed them with the old lady and the others, put them in the pot and added some water, and then started to burn the fire.

During the chat, Chen Fan learned that the village was called Shangma Village, the village on the north side of the mountain was called Xiama Village, the one in the east was called Shuanma Village, and the one in the west was called Huima Village.

The mountain name is Youma and the village name is Youma. However, people from the four villages are not surnamed Ma, with Du, Yuan, Xia, and Jiang.

The old lady's surname is Luo, and her mother's house is more than 20 miles away.

Old Mrs. Luo has two sons, and they all went to the city to find work, and their daughter-in-law and grandchildren were at home.

The sweet fragrance of sweet potatoes was emitting, and the five children stood in front of the pot and watched with eager eyes.
Chapter completed!