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"How could that be? We should just drink to our heart's content. My wife also made some fruit wine, the color is really beautiful. I tasted some, it's sweet, only suitable for women."

When she heard that there was fruit wine, Weng Xiaoxiao wanted to try it, but Shi Jinsheng's next words made her speechless. She had the image of a weak scholar, and she didn't want her subordinates to think of her as a sissy.

"If it tastes good, you can brew some and sell it. It's not just men who can drink."

"That's right. The fruits from the mountains are not valuable. If we make them into red wine, the ladies will probably like them. You see, the boss has shown us another way to make money. We can't just sell wine, we can also sell the wild fruits from the mountains."

"That's right. Let the half-grown children pick them. This will save them from having nothing to do."

"Are there many varieties of wild fruits on our mountain? Do they taste good?"

“The taste is average, most of them are not sour.”

Weng Xiaoxiao frowned, "Then it seems we have to choose some good varieties from outside."

"It's not difficult to buy saplings, but the rich and powerful have their own farms and won't buy fruit from outside. What's the point of planting too many?"

That's true. Fruits are hard to store. How much can you use to make fruit wine? Who would be willing to spend time on this? It's probably hard to find people who can take care of fruit trees.

You can grow some in Maoxian and eat it yourself, but it’s really hard to arrange here.

It seems that the vision is full, but the reality is very skinny. Weng Xiaoxiao sighed in her heart, but did not show it on her face. "Then let's plant more nuts such as walnuts, hazelnuts, and pine nuts. These nuts are durable and valuable even if they are shipped far away."

"Yeah, nuts are easier to take care of than fruits."

As they chatted, the dishes were served. They were all farmhouse dishes in large bowls and pots. Although they were not exquisite, they still smelled delicious.

"Sister-in-law has good cooking skills."

Shi Jinsheng grinned, "It's still edible, everyone, please feel free to eat as much as you want."

As the host, Weng Xiaoxiao picked up the chopsticks first, and everyone started eating without any hesitation.

A few hearty dishes accompanied with sorghum rice, and everyone enjoyed the meal with gusto.

But the sorghum rice was hard, and Weng Xiaoxiao had a hard time chewing it. She had to chew it many times before she could swallow it.

Xiaokong was not used to the sorghum rice here. He would rather eat noodles than this hard rice. Thinking that although Weng Xiaoxiao was not particular about food, she would not like this, he quietly went out and asked Sister Xiuhong to cook a bowl of white noodles for Weng Xiaoxiao.

Weng Xiaoxiao was grateful for Xiaokong's thoughtfulness, and couldn't bear to see her work hard while pregnant, so she thanked him again and again.

Shi Jinsheng felt apologetic and quickly stopped Weng Xiaoxiao from thanking him. He said, "We were not considerate enough. The owner is from the south and is used to eating rice. This sorghum rice tastes much worse."

The area north of the desert is suitable for growing rice, and in later generations it became an important granary. But she didn't know when the rice was introduced here or what variety was suitable for this place. At least it was not a simple transplant of southern varieties.

After dinner, everyone went back home. Weng Xiaoxiao also returned to her residence and lived a leisurely country life.

......

In the morning, the village was awakened by the crowing of roosters. The villagers began their day's work. Weng Xiaoxiao ran around the village for exercise.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm, and Weng Xiaoxiao sat in a rocking chair under a tree, reading a book and taking a nap occasionally.

In the evening, people who had been busy all day finally relaxed and after dinner, they gathered in groups of three or four in Weng Xiaoxiao's yard.

By teaching five new Chinese characters every day and telling a few random stories, Weng Xiaoxiao put an end to their busy day.

When she couldn't sleep, Weng Xiaoxiao would take Chunxia for a walk by the river. The stars were twinkling, the moon was high in the sky, and the calls of frogs and crickets intertwined into a beautiful symphony.

This day has a special flavor.

When she first moved in, Weng Xiaoxiao was in a very peaceful mood, as she liked this kind of simple life. But more than a month passed, and there was no news from Yang Shuo, so Weng Xiaoxiao became a little uneasy.

I want to leave but I’m afraid of leaving regrets behind, I want to stay but I don’t know how long I can stay!

"Master, why is this summer so much hotter than last year?"

"It is a bit hotter. We bought this farm last May. It is quite comfortable with the cool breeze at night."

"It has been drizzling since we arrived. It's been so dry. The children have been helping to fetch water for irrigation during the day and have no energy to come and study at night."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, saying that this was the hardship faced by farmers, as they completely depended on the weather for their livelihood. It was better when the weather was good, but once there was a drought or flood, life would be difficult.

"Fortunately, we have a well here, so we don't have to worry about drinking water. I heard that some of the rivers downstream have dried up."

Water is the source of life.

Weng Xiaoxiao has never experienced such days, but she has seen relevant film and television materials. In water-scarce areas, a can of water is more valuable than oil.

There is no place to hide from floods and no place to escape from droughts. If the drought continues for a few more months, this year's harvest will be ruined.

Chunxia wanted to say something but stopped herself. She didn't dare to ask her master when he would return. Her master stayed for so long just to see the general. Her master was even more anxious but couldn't say it out loud.

......

After Weng Xiaoxiao went back to rest, Chunxia quietly called Ping'an out.

Ping An felt a little nervous, a little expectant, and a little excited.

"Can you get in touch with the general? The master is so anxious that his mouth is covered with bubbles."

"Really? I didn't see it. If the general is still on the battlefield, no one can pass the message. Don't worry, if the general returns to the barracks and knows that the master is here, he will definitely come."

Chunxia asked worriedly, "Did they forget to tell the general?"

As if accusing him, Ping An immediately glared, "They are all trustworthy brothers. I have repeatedly reminded you that you will never delay anything."

"What if I can't tell the general right away?"

Will it happen? It seems that it is not impossible. It is better to be safe than sorry.

"How about you go there?" Chunxia expressed her thoughts.

"I am not afraid of hard work. I can run back and forth in a day and a night. But I dare not leave my master's side."

Chunxia curled her lips, very unhappy, "Even if you look down on me, I can still protect the master."

The little girl's kung fu is indeed much better than last year. She can easily deal with ordinary people, but she can only deal with ordinary people.

"We are not going out, we are just at the farm, what can be the problem? Please, go and have a look."

Never before had Chunxia spoken so tenderly, and the tough guy Ping An was a little dazed.

He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and said, "I'll tell the master tomorrow. If the master agrees, I'm willing to make this trip."

Chunxia smiled and said, "It's settled then."

"Chunxia, ​​can you give me a chance?"

Chunxia turned around to leave and looked at Ping'an in confusion, "What opportunity?"