"And we tried to plant some this year. How was the harvest?" Zhao Shiying asked curiously.

"Generally, although some rice is harvested, it is not much." Chen Dadong said that this was the result of his careful care, otherwise there would be no harvest at all.

"Although it's not much, it shows that this thing is still feasible. As long as we grow seedlings in advance, and when the villagers start planting millet, we will plant the rice. This way, the rice will grow much longer than others. You can tell me how much the growth time will be shortened, and the maturity time will naturally be advanced. We can definitely plant two seasons of rice like the south." Zhao Shiying continued to explain.

Everyone was a little excited by what was said.

"But no one here has ever grown two crops of rice," said Chen Dadong.

"Then let's set a precedent. Maybe if we succeed, the villagers will follow our lead and plant two crops of rice. Then everyone will have enough to eat and won't go hungry," said Zhao Shiying.

"Okay, your idea is great, I think it's feasible." Mr. Tai applauded.

Zhao Guocheng: Mr. Tai never felt that there was anything wrong with what Nannan said.

"Why not give it a try!" Zhao Guocheng thought for a while and said, after all, what the little girl said was usually right.

Whether doing business or farming, sometimes he really doesn't believe it, but the consequence of not listening is that he is wrong.

I feel that even if what this child said is wrong, it is also right. God will always prove it. He is really a child who is being chased by God and fed.

He had to believe that this child was some great figure in his previous life, and that he was here to transcend tribulation in this life, but just happened to be born in a peasant family like his.

Wang Ronghua and others also thought it was feasible.

"Let's give it a try. I'll start preparing after the Lantern Festival," said Chen Dadong.

"Okay, you should pay attention to this matter, but it is impossible to grow rice seedlings at that time. It is too early and too cold. The ice and snow here probably haven't melted yet. It is estimated that we can only grow rice seedlings after February." Zhao Guocheng said.

"Dad, it's still not too late after March." Zhao Shiying said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, your uncle will take the imperial examination in February, so we should pay more attention to him during the New Year," said Zhao Guocheng.

"Yeah, uncle will definitely be admitted to high school." Zhao Shiying grinned.

"Then I'd like to borrow your good words. Your little mouth usually speaks very effectively." Wang Ronghua joked happily while hugging Zhao Shiying.

The family was having a lively conversation while eating melon seeds and snacks. It was a rare moment of leisure.

The children were soon taken by Grandpa Tai to a corner of the yard to practice martial arts.

This time we are not doing horse stance, but directly learning the moves.

Qin Hai and Qin He went to find two bamboo sticks that were handy, and then began to practice with Grandpa Tai.

Compared with Zhao Shisheng and other three, they found learning more difficult.

But the children had limited physical strength, so after an hour, Grandpa Tai stopped and asked them to take a shower and go to bed. They didn't have to celebrate the New Year, and if they couldn't sleep, they could just stay up a little longer.

After hearing this, Zhao Shihui and Zhao Shiying definitely wouldn't stay up late.

Nothing is more important than beauty sleep. Besides, their training intensity is getting stronger day by day, and Zhao Shiying can't bear it anymore.

So I washed up and fell asleep.

Zhao Shihui did the same, while Zhao Shisheng wrote two long pieces of calligraphy before going to bed.

Zhao Shimin also returned to her room, leaving only Qin Hai and Qin He, who were overly excited.

I wasn't sleepy at all at the moment. I was still thinking about the moves. I got up from time to time to practice a few times. I didn't go back to sleep until I had dumplings on New Year's Eve.

The next day, New Year's Day, everyone got up early and the children had already gone out.

After doing morning exercises, Zhao Shisheng and his friends went to visit every household in the village.

They were not the only ones visiting. A group of children in the village went out to greet each other with Happy New Year, Wish them good luck and prosperity, and offered snacks.

Every child had a lot of snacks in his pocket.

Zhao Shiying's pocket is very big. Wang Ronghua made it specially for her so that the child can go out to find food and have fun.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Shiying actually found some fun. Many people in the village invited them into their houses to have snacks when they saw them.

A handful of melon seeds and a few slices of dried sweet potato are all tokens of your thoughtfulness.

After walking around for a while, Zhao Shiying felt bored.

"Brother, let's go back. I feel that these snacks are not as delicious as those in our house. I might as well go home to eat some snacks." Zhao Shiying is considered the most likable child in the village. She packs the most snacks, but Zhao Shiying feels that most of them are not her favorites.

"Okay, let's go." Zhao Shisheng nodded.

They came from the end of the village to the beginning, and now they are going back from the beginning to the end.

There is no room in my pocket for the snacks, and I am full with all the food I eat, so I don’t even need to eat breakfast.

With them were other children from the village. For them, the happiest thing about the Chinese New Year was that they could go to other people's homes on the first day of the New Year to get fruits and snacks, and they could also eat meat at home and wear new clothes.

Even though there were no new clothes, the treatment was much better than usual.

A group of children were running around the village cheering, which was quite a sight.

When she got home, Zhao Shiying took out all the snacks in her pocket and shared them with Grandpa Tai.

"Grandpa Tai, eat quickly, you have definitely never eaten this before." Zhao Shiying said while holding a dried sweet potato in her hand.

"I've eaten it, it's not tasty, but since you gave it to me, I'll have a piece." Mr. Tai nodded.

Zhao Shiying: “….”Grandpa Tai really has a temper.

Zhao Guocheng happened to come over and was quite curious when he saw several people bringing back so many snacks.

"Why did you bring back so many snacks?"

"We didn't take it. The villagers gave it to us on their own initiative. They also tried to put it into our pockets, fearing that there wouldn't be enough. There was nothing we could do," Zhao Shihui said distressedly.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Guocheng was amused.

As the villagers’ lives have improved in recent years, they buy more snacks and are not too stingy with other people’s children.

What's more, the children of Zhao Laoer are all the best.

The other family had enough food, so they just had an extra opportunity to curry favor with the villagers, so they were naturally very attentive.

Jinbao and Tietou were also at home at this moment, taking out snacks for their parents to eat, and they could have breakfast after tasting them.

Zhao Guocheng came to call a few people to have breakfast, but he guessed that they didn't need to have breakfast at this time because they had already eaten enough snacks.

Zhao Shiying is small and can’t eat too much, so she is full now.

But in the morning, there was her favorite red date porridge and meat buns, so she still wanted to eat some.

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