Chapter 217 Late Rice Heading

The harvest of chili peppers was far less exciting than the earing of the late rice. They only knew that they could get money by helping Aunt Jiang grow chili peppers, but they did not understand the wonderful uses of the chili peppers.

But rice is different. In addition to water resources, food is indispensable for people's survival. Food is the most important thing for people. For the villagers, this is the basis for their survival.

At this time in previous years, the autumn harvest was over, the village had paid taxes, and the remaining grain had to be carried back to the town to be exchanged for coarse grains. Even so, this little coarse grains could not keep them fed every day.

In winter, many people starve to death in these eight villages every year, but this year is different. With this late rice season, not only will no one in Linjia Village starve to death this year, but every year in the future, as long as every household

If we plant two crops of rice every year, no one will starve to death again!

Before planting late rice, they couldn't believe it, and even suspected that Aunt Jiang deliberately tricked them into wasting their energy on planting late rice.

But now that the rice ears have come out, all their previous doubts have disappeared. Now Aunt Jiang is their benefactor and the benefactor of everyone in their Linjia Village!

"Xiao Jiang... you are the benefactor of our Linjia Village!" The village chief changed his tone in vain, the excitement just now disappeared instantly, his small eyes were instantly filled with tears, and his old face with vertical lines was covered with tears, and his voice was choked with sobs:

"I'll go back right now and ask the old patriarch to write down the late rice incident in the family tree."

Li Zheng on the side was also in tears, but he snorted coldly, glared at the old village chief with his hazy tearful eyes like sharp knives, and said in a crying voice: "Look at how stingy you are! It's not just this time.

late rice, village

The water source in the village, the pepper harvest, the private school in the village, and the newly built roads are not only due to Xiaojiang. Not to mention anything else, the hundreds of taels that the village received from improving farm tools are all because of Xiaojiang!

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Li Zheng wiped his tears and shrugged his stuffy nose, "Mr. Qiao can draw, right? Let me tell you, we will ask Mr. Qiao to paint a full-length portrait of Xiao Jiang and hang it in the ancestral hall.

Set aside a special genealogy to record all of Xiaojiang’s contributions to the village. From now on, during every new year and festival, our whole village will provide for her!"

The village chief also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will make arrangements right away!"

A group of people had their faces full of tears, and they were excited and moved. They cried loudly. After listening to Li Zheng's words, everyone nodded in response.

Jiang Yan:......

Jiang Yan looked at this scene speechlessly. The smile on her face had turned into numbness. There were so many flaws that she didn't know how to speak for a while.

There is an old house with green bricks and white tiles in the center of the village, which is the Lin family ancestral hall. As far as Jiang Yan knows, the memorial tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall are all the memorial tablets of ancestors, and the portraits enshrined are usually portraits of people with great achievements in the past, but these people have all passed away.

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And she is still alive! There is someone alive, and the portrait is placed in the ancestral hall for everyone to worship!

Don't say she can't bear it, even if she can! She doesn't have the courage!

In the past, Jiang Yan did not believe in ghosts and gods. She was an out-and-out atheist, so she was not afraid of walking at night. But since traveling through time, she no longer dares not to believe in these things.

With the mentality of not trusting others, she didn’t dare to walk at night!

"There's no need for portraits or anything like that. Village Chief, Li Zheng, this late rice is not my fault alone. If it weren't for you, the village wouldn't be able to grow late rice. I just made suggestions, and it mainly depends on you all!" Jiang Yan said to

Said to everyone.

Finally, she quietly turned her head and said in a low voice to Jiang Wen: "Remember to tell Qiao Le later that no matter who in the village asks him to draw a portrait of me, he doesn't want to draw it, and you are not allowed to draw it either!" She didn't want to be hanged!

Go to the ancestral hall!

Jiang Wen lowered his eyes and smiled softly to cater to her. It was rare to see such a cute side of his little aunt, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

Many old people from the village gathered near the small field bank. The number of people the Lin family needed to build a house gradually increased, from fifty or sixty at the beginning to hundreds at the end. Therefore, most of the people in the village who walked around the fields were the old people at home.

But to say that he is an old man, he is not really very old, only forty or fifty years old. However, in this era, forty or fifty years old is already considered an old man. After all, Jiang Yan is only in her thirties, and she is already called "old sister-in-law"

Already...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Ah... me too! Did a mule kick my head in the head back then! I didn't believe Aunt Jiang..."

"Wuwu...my family is the same..."

For a moment, some people were excited and some were crying. Those whose families had less crops knelt down and beat their chests with regret, because they suspected that what they had less crops was not only food, but also their lives!

For farmers, food is their life, the guarantee of their livelihood, and what they use to exchange for money, so the less food they grow is not just food, but also the less money they get!

"It's okay, it's okay! All the paddy fields in my family have been planted!" The small group of people who believed in Jiang Yan at first smiled widely, looking at the rice in the fields, they were even more happy from ear to ear.

This late rice has never lacked water, and it has been carefully taken care of by them. It grows better than the autumn harvest. As expected, the harvest will definitely be more than the autumn harvest!

Some of the villagers' words were happy and sad, but most of them were grateful and happy. No matter what, at least all the people in the village could harvest a harvest of rice for free this year without having to pay taxes.

"Aunt Jiang! Thank you...you are the benefactor of my family!"

"You are also the benefactor of my family. If it weren't for you, even if I didn't pay taxes this year, my family's food wouldn't be able to survive the winter. Now, with this late rice, my family can have enough to eat in the winter!"

"My family is also..."

This year's autumn harvest is worrying, and the quality of grain is also poor. When villagers carry it to the town to exchange for money, the prices are lower than in other villages. But if they don't exchange for money, they don't even have the money to sell oil, salt, sauce and vinegar at home.

And this season's late rice arrived in time. Even if they didn't carry it to the town to exchange money, every household in Linjia Village could spend the new year safely.

As they talked, those who had planted a lot of paddy fields because they believed in Jiang Yan were all so grateful that they wanted to kneel down. Most of them were older than Jiang Yan, but they kowtowed to Jiang Yan regardless.

Nodding in gratitude.

Jiang Yan was so frightened that she hurried to help her. Unexpectedly, the village chief and Li Zheng also followed suit and knelt on the ground.

"Xiao Jiang, from now on Linjia Village will be whatever you say. Although the village chief and I are older than you, our brains are not as good as yours. The two of us have led Linjia Village for so many years, and our lives are getting worse and worse. But since you

After you become independent, not only will your family's life get better and better, but the village's life will also get better and better because of you. From now on, the village chief and I will be at your mercy!"

Li Zheng, as a minor official assigned by the county government, had the village chief's support for what he said. Looking at the rice fields swaying in the wind, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground willingly and kowtowed to Jiang Yan.
Chapter completed!