Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Wasn't she being tricked by an honest man?

She pretended not to know how to count, and was rummaging through the sacks counting the saplings, "One, two, three... eleven, fifteen, sixteen!

Oh no, we dug too many! There are sixteen trees now. My grandma said to plant four in the front yard and four in the back yard. Four plus four means eight will be enough. This is half too many!

I also want to find my fellow villagers to buy some corn, millet, and rice seeds. I hope I won’t get beaten when I go back!

Brother Sanzi, Brother Sanzi, come here quickly, I seem to be in trouble! "

Han Zhaozhao laughed in her heart but pretended to be about to cry on her face, and called out "Xiao Sanzi" at the top of her voice.

Xiao Sanzi followed Mr. Xu to the jujube forest. When he heard Han Zhaozhao's call, he pulled Xu Xiaoguo back.

The third child hasn't come back yet, and Mr. Xu was frightened by Han Zhaozhao.

"Don't cry, Ni'er. This sapling is not worth much money. You won't get beaten!" As he said this, he rushed into the small thatched house and came out with a few bunches of things.

He stuffed the things into Han Zhaozhao's arms and said, "Here, you just want some seeds. We have them at home. Uncle just left them out this year. Do you have land to plant them at home?

Especially rice, it has to be planted in paddy fields, it won’t grow well in the yard!”

Han Zhaozhao held the things in her arms, her expression changed instantly, and she smiled like a flower: "There is land to plant, there is land to plant!

My family has a well, so I can just ask my grandma to plant less cabbage. As long as we plant one crop of rice, it will be enough for me and my grandma to have rice porridge for a month. "

Han Zhaozhao suppressed his excitement and acted young and ignorant: "Uncle Xu, these are good seeds, right? They won't sprout after I plant them, right?"

"No, they will definitely sprout, but I don't know whether they will produce ears or not!"

Father Xu thought: I can only try to stop you from crying! You are just a little kid. Even if we plant all of them, there will only be one or two hundred seedlings. It is still unclear whether they can grow big or not, and whether they can be pollinated or not!

"Zhao Zhao, have you finished digging? Should we go back now?

Here, these are the jujubes I picked up in the jujube forest. I’ve tasted them and they’re quite sweet and edible!”

Xiao Sanzi ran over and took out seven or eight red dates from his jacket pocket while asking, and gave four to Han Zhaozhao.

This precious friendship!

Han Zhaozhao was so touched, "Brother Sanzi, keep it for yourself, you found it with great difficulty.

Brother Sanzi, I seem to be in trouble. I dug too many saplings. Can you help me count them and calculate how much money I should give to Uncle Xu's family?"

Xiao Sanzi slapped his butt and said: "By the way, you haven't started school yet, you don't know how to count!

It doesn’t look like much to me, is that all?

Hey! I thought it would take a big car!

Your yard is so big, including the front yard and the back yard, you can plant everything if you plant more densely.

Why are you still holding corn cobs and ears of corn? You don't want to grow crops in your backyard, do you? Will your grandma agree?"

Xiao Sanzi's mouth was chattering like a machine gun, and it was not even Han Zhaozhao's turn to speak.

Han Zhaozhao's inner groundhog screamed, "You don't know how to count! I'm eight years old!"

There is a real difference between pretending to be stupid and being called stupid by others. The feeling of being touched just now was ended by Xiao Sanzi's words before it could grow!

He was rummaging through a sack counting saplings when Xu Xiaoguo went into the house and took out a small cloth bag.

"Han Zhaozhao, you can also grow crops! You are amazing!

The rice seeds in my family were carefully selected by my father. These three ears are the Jingxi Imperial Rice. It is said that it has been improved by three generations of emperors. It is a good rice that even the Empress Dowager Cixi eats for every meal.

These ears of rice seem to be Nanyuan rice, which was once used as tribute rice. The rice made from this kind of rice is delicious when used to make porridge.

Dad, how could you bear to let this little girl play with your precious seeds? If I move, you will chase me for two miles. It seems that what my grandpa said is right, you really love your little girl!

It's a pity that you are not destined to have it, so you can only make do with raising the four of us!"

Mr. Xu: ...It seems that these kids are all stupid and none of them can make any sense!

Grandpa Xu also came over slowly, and when he got closer, the old man burst out laughing!

I thought: Whose prodigal son is this? He said he was going to buy saplings, thinking that at most he would just dig up five or six and that would be it.

Well, how big is the yard at home? Can I plant them? I took a quick look and saw that there were about 20 trees. They must be selling them wholesale!

"Nizi, how many yards does your house have? Did you dig up these plants?"

The third child answered excitedly: "Grandpa Xu, her house is right in the yard, but there are only two people living in it, and there is a big vegetable garden at the back.

This is just the beginning. Dig a little more. I think it’s a little too little. At worst, you can plant it more densely.

Zhao Zhao, have you bought all the varieties? Don’t leave any behind, or we won’t have to spend money on buying any fruit in the future.”

Xu Xiaoguo was amused: "Qian Shujie, don't give orders if you don't understand! You think you are planting cabbage and radish? Plant one for every two bunches.

Although this sapling is small now, it will occupy a lot of land when it grows up. Look back at my orchard, how far are the two trees apart?

You have to leave room for the sapling to grow. This is not a poplar tree, so you can't just let it grow taller.

How big is the top of a fruit tree? Only when the top is big can it bear more fruit!"

Xiao Sanzi looked back at the distance between the fruit trees and was a little dumbfounded. He also knew that he might have been acting stupid!

After being stunned for a while, as a young man in Beijing, he insisted on being firm and honest, "Well, it's not that much. At least we should be prepared in case someone dies!

All the soil has been dug up and taken back to be planted. If half of them fail to survive, the remaining half will be just enough.

There is no need to worry about replanting seedlings anymore, that would just waste time and shorten a year of growth!

"Okay, these are worthless things. We are all stingy people. These are the least we can afford! Grandpa Xu, please calculate the price. Given our relationship, you will definitely not charge more!"

Mr. Xu laughed: "Well, the old man is being held hostage by a little Beijing guy like you.

Okay, I used to sell the seedlings for 1.5 cents in the past three years, so I’ll give you 1 cent. The seedlings for the past two years will be 8 cents, and those grape trees were planted last year, so I’ll give you 5 cents.

Two grape trees cost ten cents, peaches, apricots, and plums are all two-year-old, three trees cost twenty-four cents. The remaining fourteen trees are all three-year-old, costing one dollar and forty cents.

Please give me one dollar and seventy cents in total! This is the lowest price. I, your grandfather Xu, have never sold it at this price before!

Even if the adults in your family come, you can't buy these seedlings for less than three dollars. Only you two little guys and an old man like me have good tempers, and grandpa likes you, so grandpa will give you a friendly price.

But remember, next autumn, you two have to come and help Grandpa Xu plant the fruits!"

"The price you ask is really not high, but you are so particular! Don't worry, next autumn, not only will we come, but if you are not afraid of more people eating your fruit, we will invite all the friends in the alley to come and plant fruit for you."

Xu Xiaoguo secretly gave Xiao Sanzi a thumbs up: You are awesome, you can chat with his grandfather!

All the talk in his family is said by his grandfather alone. No one in his family can chat with him so happily!

Han Zhaozhao handed the cloth bag of grain seeds to Xiao Sanzi, and pretended to take money out from the inner pocket of her jacket. In fact, all her assets were stored in the space, mainly for safety and anti-theft purposes!

Under the three people's fixed gazes, Han Zhaozhao took out a handful of banknotes. The largest denomination was 50 cents, and there were also a few 10-cent notes, and a small pile of 5 cents, 2 cents, and 1 cent notes.

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