Yan Yu wanted to open it and take a look, but her father stopped her.
"No, the vegetables are very small. When you open them, a few of them might leak out. What a pity. Let's go take a look at them later."
Yan Yu:......
When it comes to picking, you have to be the one, dad!
"By the way, there are also handwritten books and bamboo slips!" Yan Yu quickly went to look through the bamboo basket carried by Grandma Rong.
The messy stacks of books and bamboo slips make people feel relaxed.
"So many!" Yan Laoer looked in and exclaimed.
"Still not bought everything." Yan Yu regretted slightly.
But he immediately became excited again.
Plans can never keep up with changes, there is nothing we can do about it.
They didn't expect that the time would be shortened this time, and they didn't expect that selling trees would be so laborious. Trees won't line up waiting for you to touch them. They are naturally long, some are clustered together and some are sparse. In the later stage, she will clear out a tree regardless of it.
After watching the movie, I still have some regrets.
Secretly warned myself not to do this next time.
"Dad, it's wrong not to sell trees in the forest next time. If you want to sell trees on a large scale like this time, it's best to go to the mountains."
Yan Laoer looked around and saw holes one after another. His scalp was numb. Just leveling the soil was a big project.
There are also later replantings.
"Aunt Rong, how many trees have I touched in total?" Yan Yu asked.
Grandma Rong gestured with her fingers: one, two, and six.
126 trees!
Yan Yuhan is about to come down.
"Dad! Which one are we in? Can we finish planting?"
It's so exciting to sell the tree, but so sad to replant it.
First of all, the location must be chosen well. It must be a place where people don’t go often. Otherwise, as soon as they plant the front legs, whoever tries to pull them out later will lose all their efforts.
"You have to plant in the mountains. This forest is not suitable. Many people in our village come here to look for firewood." Yan Laoer said seriously.
"We have nothing to do today, just plant trees." Yan Laoer said fiercely: "We also have to bring Aunt Rong with us to help us plant."
ah?
Yan Yu glanced at Grandma Rong, who had kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
"Is it possible? Does planting trees fall within the scope of family services?"
Yan Laoer raised his voice and said, "Why don't you count it? We will green our home's environment and enclose the land for our home." After he finished speaking, he felt that it was a bit unreliable.
Shamelessly, he asked Aunt Rong, "What about that? Can you plant trees in our land?"
Grandma Rong smiled and nodded.
Yan Yu rolled her eyes and said to Aunt Rong: "Aunt Rong, I declare that the land we are on now belongs to our family. You can clean up the weeds first."
After she finished speaking, Grandma Rong pointed to the land and shook her head.
Father and daughter:...
Yan Yu said anxiously: "Write it down, why are you shaking your head? Can't you?"
Grandma Rong picked up a branch and wrote on the ground: "This is not the land of the family."
Yan Laoer:......
Yan Yu:......
Oh my god! Auntie Rong, you are amazing!
How did you identify it?
He actually knew that this was not his family's land.
"It's over. How can we fix this? Without Aunt Rong's help, how can we plant two hundred trees?" Yan Laoer was confused.
There is no need to make up for the shortage, there is also a problem of survival rate.
Also caught blind was Yan Yu.
Selling the trees is a temporary pleasure and replanting the crematorium.
In order to complete the replanting in the shortest possible time, Yan Yu used her brain crazily.
"Dad! I thought of it, haha! Isn't the five acres of land I took out still vacant? Let's plant trees!"
Yan Yu spoke quickly: "Don't worry about clearing away the stones and weeds above. Let's dig out the hole first, then insert branches and water it, and then we'll be alive!"
If you plant it in our land, we can guarantee its survival."
Yan Laoer was overjoyed at first, then frowned and shook his head, "No way, if we put branches in the ground, people won't think we are sick. Even if someone saves wood for their daughter, they won't plant more than a hundred trees in the ground.
Unless... it’s a fruit tree!”
Yan Yu flattered her father fiercely: "Dad! You are so awesome. You can think of all this. Fruit trees are so good. Let's do this! Plant fruit trees!"
"I don't know if I can buy saplings." Yan Laoer said that he really didn't want to go to Yongning City this time.
"How can I have surgery if I can't buy it?" Yan Yu looked pitifully at the only biological father she could count on.
"If there are no saplings, just plant fruit cores." Yan Laoer said bachelorly: "What kind of fruit trees don't have cores? Apples, pears, persimmons, dates... don't all have cores. As long as they can be planted, they are not all trees."
"
Yan Yu was so impressed that he fell to the ground!
The two little hands slapped loudly and turned red.
As expected of her father!
That makes so much sense!
"We said we want to grow fruit. No one can say that we are wasting land. It's just the five acres of land you grabbed. From now on, it will be our fruit forest. Whenever we sell trees in the future, we will replant in that land and return it.
Just plant fruit trees, don’t clean up those messy things, they have no economic value." Yan Laoer became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and even disliked planting trees that cannot bear fruit...
Yan Yu nodded like a pound of garlic and could no longer agree.
The father and daughter discussed it and figured it out. They immediately realized that time was tight and hurriedly packed up their things and loaded them into the car.
A lot of the small mountain of snake meat has been replaced, and it doesn't look so scary anymore.
The two men decided to make half of the dried meat and eat the remaining fresh snake meat these days.
Just do it.
Sanbao started processing again.
But the difference is that this time it eats and spits it out, using only one mouth.
Although the speed is slower, Yan Laoer and Yan Yu don't mind.
The father and daughter began to clear the pit. Fortunately, Yan Yu was now considered a strong laborer. Coupled with Sanbao's vigorous back-and-forth stamping, the two of them worked hard for two hours before they were able to see through.
Yan Yu picked out the quilts, cotton clothes and shoes and put them alone, patted them and said, "These have to be taken to Grandma Rong's house. I remember that she knows how to do needlework. I will take them out and make them again when I have time."
The thick ones are changed to thin ones, and one piece becomes multiple pieces.
Yan Laoer nodded.
Grandma Rong's basket couldn't hold so many things, so they had no choice but to carry the basket with the people and secretly deliver it to a secluded place some distance away from Grandma Rong's homestead.
Waiting for Grandma Rong to transport it back one by one.
"As soon as the trees are planted, I will build a house for Grandma Rong!" Yan Laoer made up his mind.
"Use bricks?" Yan Yu asked.
"No, smash adobe bricks." Yan Laoer said, "If that doesn't work, let's hire someone to do it. No, Grandma Rong will spend money to hire someone to do it."
He was very distressed. Every copper he spent was a small private house for his family.
"Dad, I think you should follow what uncle said and give Aunt Rong wages." Yan Yu thought of Aunt Rong exchanging big cakes with the children for shrimps and fish. "She doesn't mess around with money even if she has it.
Flowers, whatever you want to buy or buy in the village in the future will be convenient.
If the money comes from somewhere, the people in the village will not complain about it.
After all, Grandma Rong is not a member of our family. From afar, the five acres of land under her name will have to pay taxes in three years. From a closer perspective, she has to dress, eat, and live her daily life more or less.
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You can build one room of the house first, but the main thing is to enclose it. It’s best to enclose it first. She lives alone, so everyone should understand that she should build the wall first.”
Yan Laoer thinks it makes sense.
"Okay, give Grandma Rong the wages and let her keep it herself."
