Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang did not respond to any rumors that the child was a disaster.

A few days passed in a flash, and the villagers no longer paid attention to the Zhang family's trivial matters, but instead focused on the Li family's sweet potato fields.

Yes, today is a good day to dig sweet potatoes.

The weather was clear and the breeze was gentle. While the sun was not too strong, all the members of the Li family went out to dig sweet potatoes. Aunt Qi, Uncle Zhang, the Wang brothers, and Uncle Gu's family also dug sweet potatoes together today.

At first, the villagers came with hoes to help the Li family dig sweet potatoes. But when they came over, they saw that more than a dozen young and strong men had already started digging. Everyone immediately remembered that these people were guards brought by Daye’s eldest brother from her family!

In addition to them, there were four adults, the county magistrate, the legal advisor, and a dozen or so yamen runners they brought with them.

Let’s go, these are all important people, I’d better go and help the other families dig sweet potatoes, I can’t afford to mess with them here.

Hua Murong and others participated in digging sweet potatoes for the first time. Although they had always heard their sister and brother-in-law talk about how good the sweet potatoes were, they had not seen it with their own eyes, so they always felt like they were bragging.

Now, I dug out with my own hands a long bunch of sweet potatoes of various sizes weighing several kilograms, and I believed it instantly.

One seedling can produce so many sweet potatoes, and each one is half the size of a fist and about the length of a palm. If this is not called high yield, then what is high yield?

"Be careful not to step on the vine seedlings to death. You can still continue planting them!" Chen Yong shouted.

"Yes!" the bailiffs responded in unison.

The secret guards of the Hua family had also seen the son-in-law and the young lady replanting the sweet potato stems, which had sprouted small new shoots. The water spinach planted in the vegetable garden was also planted on stems, and now it was also green and full of vitality, so they were not too surprised by this.

Oh! All I can say is that they have already experienced the shock they deserve, and now they are used to it!

"You are responsible for moving the sweet potato vines to Li's house. You go and help pack the sweet potatoes, prepare to weigh them and put them into bags, and then transport them back to the county government office together in the evening." Chen Yong did not participate in digging sweet potatoes this time. He has already experienced it. The most important thing now is to direct the work.

Chen Yong turned to look at his master: "Arnold, why haven't the representatives of the villagers from Shijiao Village and Houling Village arrived yet?"

The master replied: "It should be soon. Those two villages are a bit far away. If we start digging early, they won't know about it, right?"

"Hurry up and send someone to urge them."

"Okay." The master responded and turned around and shouted, "Old Zhao, go for a ride on horseback."

"Yes!" Zhao, the yamen runner, ran out immediately after receiving the order.

Xin Ye and Yan Yiyi stood on the edge of the field and watched them busying around. In fact, there were enough people and they couldn't help.

The reason given to Xin Ye was "Aye, take care of your legs. There are so many people here, so you don't have to work so hard."

The reason given to Yan Yiyi was "Aye's wife, there are so many strong men here, there is no need for you to go to the fields, you should keep an eye on Aye and don't let him mess around."

Look, how considerate and reasonable.

They don't necessarily have to rush to do farm work. To be honest, farm work is very tiring. Doing a little bit is enjoyable, but doing too much is fatal. Even if they are very strong, they will still feel tired.

Farmer is a great profession!

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yayi came here with two men on ox carts. Zhao Yayi asked them to go to the fields and see for themselves the sweet potato yield to prove that what they said was true.

These two villages were the ones selected by the county magistrate to expand sweet potato planting. They were the two poorest villages in the county, and they were among the villages where people starved to death every year.

It's not that they don't work hard, it's just that their village is too remote, there's not much land available for growing rice, and there are too many elderly people. It has been known as a bachelor village for more than a decade, resulting in the two villages now having many old people and young children, and not many young and middle-aged people who can work.

"Is this the sweet potato that the adults are talking about?"

"Oh my god, it's really high-yielding, and we don't have to plant it in the fields. We have a lot of mountains over there, and with these sweet potatoes, we don't have to worry about going hungry anymore!"

“Yes, yes, it’s incredible that people in the mountain villages can discover and grow these sweet potatoes.”

A group of old men looked at the green sweet potato vines in the field, and their eyes all turned red. Some of them with shallow eye sockets were already wiping away tears.

Xin Ye and Yan Yiyi, who were secretly observing them, were also somewhat moved when they saw this scene.

When Hua Murong heard the voice from this side, he also stood up and looked at them. The image of the old man wiping tears was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Alas...it's so difficult to live in this world.

If the officials do nothing and still exploit the people's hard work, there will be no way out.

At this moment, Hua Murong suddenly wanted to be a good official, helping the people get rid of hunger and cold, and giving them hope of survival.

Chen Yong was also very moved when he saw this scene, and personally went forward to invite them to come down and learn: "These four are the adults sent by the emperor to be responsible for the cultivation and promotion of sweet potatoes. They will teach you how to grow sweet potatoes in the future.

It is a rare opportunity to participate in the sweet potato harvest. Come and learn how sweet potatoes grow. It will be helpful for your future planting."

The group of men didn't know who this elegant man in front of them was, but they could feel his kindness and that he had no intention of discriminating against them, so they thanked him again and again.

Chen Yong was not wearing official uniform, but his old clothes. Not only him, but all the lawyers and yamen runners were wearing the same clothes. Everyone knew that they were here to work in the fields, so shouldn't they wear work clothes?

When it came to the issue of future food rations, the group of men didn't care about being shy and went down to ask people nearby for advice. They didn't just ask for random people, and the four adults pointed out by the county magistrate were the first to be excluded, as they didn't have the courage to talk to the officials.

The second is Hua Murong. Even if Hua Murong is wearing plain clothes, it is difficult to hide her noble aura.

Even if the guards are restrained, they still give people a sense of being difficult to approach, so they are not within the range of choice for men.

Therefore, they excluded all the people they dared not associate with, and a group of yamen runners became the popular ones. Although the yamen runners did not know much, they had experienced it at least twice. Moreover, their own county magistrate and legal advisors often talked about sweet potatoes, so it was hard for them not to understand.

The men were all veterans who had been farming for decades. After looking around and asking more questions, they roughly understood the situation. The yamen runners were not afraid that they would make things worse, so they gave them their hoes and guided them to dig the land themselves.

Well, it’s just digging. It’s not difficult as long as you pay attention.

Soon, the group of men got the hang of it. They wielded their hoes and worked until they were sweating profusely, but they were very happy in their hearts.

The replaced yamen runners hurried to help carry and weigh the sweet potatoes and had no time to stop and rest.