So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

"Sui Sui, are you awake?" As soon as grandma entered the kitchen, she saw Sui He sitting next to the stove with a bowl in his hand. She put down the clean sweet potato in her hand, walked up to him and touched his forehead.

"It's okay, I don't have a fever, so I'm fine."

"Grandma, I'm fine. I just had a nightmare. Everything will be fine when I wake up." Sui He put down the bowl and chopsticks he had just finished eating and looked at the sweet potato in his grandma's hand.

"Grandma, is this from the field? Why is it so small?" Sui He was a little disappointed. It looked quite big in the space, but how come it is so small after being transplanted? If this goes on, she will not be able to achieve the yield of several thousand kilograms when she tells Old Ning. Why is she still negotiating terms like this?

"These are from the field. The big ones were all destroyed by wild boars. They don't like these small ones, so they just leave them here." Grandma put the sweet potatoes aside. In fact, these sweet potatoes are not small. They are as thick as an egg and as long as a palm.

"Your grandfather and I went to check it out. Fortunately, the villagers arrived in time, and the land was not damaged much."

"Damn wild boar!" Thinking of the sweet potatoes destroyed by the wild boar, Sui He felt a little distressed. Although the village chief gave her a large piece of meat as compensation, she still wanted her sweet potatoes more than the meat.

They had sweet potato rice at noon. It was the first time for Mr. Ning to eat this kind of food and he was very surprised.

"These are sweet potatoes. They will be harvested in a while. Thanks to the wild boar, we can eat them in advance." Sui He saw the curiosity in Ning Lao's eyes and explained to him with a smile.

"Not to mention, it's quite delicious, very sticky." Old Ning picked up another piece and put it in his mouth: "There are quite a lot of fruits on this vine. At this rate, one acre of land will produce..." Old Ning paused, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked up at Sui He as if to confirm something.

He had just gone to the sweet potato field with his grandfather. Although he only picked up some that were dug out, as someone who has been dealing with plants for many years, he could tell at a glance that

"Of course not. This thing not only keeps you full, but also has a high yield. If everyone grows it, we won't have to worry about not having enough to eat in the future." Grandma was still mumbling about something.

Old Ning could no longer hear anything, but just stared at Sui He. Sui He knew what he was thinking, but he didn't answer, nor did he look at Old Ning. He just lowered his head and ate the sweet potatoes in the bowl silently.

Seeing this, Mr. Ning still had nothing to understand, so he dropped his bowl and chopsticks and ran out.

"??? Hey, where are you going?" Grandma was still mumbling. Seeing Ning Lao left his bowl and chopsticks and ran away, she couldn't help but ask worriedly: "What's the hurry? Eat first and go first."

"Grandma," Sui He put down his chopsticks and stopped his grandmother: "I'll go and take a look, you guys eat quickly." Then he ran out

"Hey, Sui Sui" The first one ran away, why did the second one also run away?

"Okay, don't worry about them, eat quickly." Grandpa stopped grandma and said, "Anzhi, you should eat quickly too, eat more."

"Yes, I know, Second Grandpa." An Zhi responded with a small sound and continued to eat sweet potatoes.

Ning Lao ran too fast. When Sui He came out, there was no one there. Sui He did not delay and walked in one direction.

If I'm not mistaken, she should know where he is.

Sure enough, when Sui He appeared in the sweet potato field, he saw Ning Lao lying on the ground, digging the sweet potatoes in the ground with his hands.

There were already several piles of them next to him, and he was still digging

"Ning Lao" Sui He walked forward and squatted beside Ning Lao

Ning Lao turned a deaf ear to him and just kept searching for sweet potatoes in the soil. He had already turned the soil over several times. After making sure there were no more sweet potatoes, he picked up the ones next to him and brought them to Sui He.

"Do you know how important this is?"

"I know" Sui He nodded

"No, you don't know. You don't know at all." Ning Lao's voice suddenly became louder, his eyes red. "The rice yield per mu is three shi, the bean yield is two shi, and the millet yield is three shi. These are the yields in a good year with good weather and good harvests. If there is any natural disaster, the yield will drop."

"I just dug one, I just dug one." Old Ning pointed at the sweet potatoes he dug out from the ground. There were seven or eight sweet potatoes of different sizes. The largest one was as thick as an adult's fist.

"Mr. Ning, calm down first." Sui He just wanted to go forward and comfort Mr. Ning. She knew the sweet potato was important, otherwise Mr. Chen Zhenlong would not risk being beaten to death to bring it back to the country.

Not to mention that sweet potatoes later helped China survive two major famines.

But Ning Laoque didn't care: "We dug so much from one tree. If we dug out all the land, how much would it be? Do you know, do you know?"

She took it out, so she must know.

"Suihe, is the grain yield of several thousand kilograms per mu that you mentioned correct?" Old Ning dropped the sweet potato in his hand, grabbed Suihe, and before Suihe could speak, he began to talk to himself: "It must be. I didn't believe you when you said that. I thought that your high-yield rice was already the limit. I was so stupid, so stupid."

Ning Lao let go of Sui He, sat on the ground, and held all the sweet potatoes in his arms.

Sui He sighed and found a shady place to sit down. Never mind. Mr. Ning was a little uncalm right now. She should wait until he calmed down before talking to him.

"Second sister" Anzhi also climbed up and sat next to Suihe: "What's wrong with Elder Ning?"

"It's okay, Mr. Ning was just irritated, he will be fine after a while" Sui He held his chin up

"Oh" Anzhi didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop her from being obedient. She sat with Suihe and stared at Ning Lao.

When Mr. Ning calmed down, he turned around and saw two little girls leaning against each other in the shade. An Zhi was dozing off on Sui He's shoulder, and Sui He looked at him with a look of despair.

Old Ning coughed twice, walked calmly to Suihe and sat down. He looked at Anzhi and said to Suihe calmly, "Ahem, Suihe, is Anzhi not feeling comfortable sleeping like this?"

"Have you calmed down?" Sui He did not answer Ning Lao's words, but tilted his head to look at him.

"Calm down." Old Ning nodded a little embarrassedly. It was not his fault. He had been searching and cultivating for a lifetime. Didn't he just want to find high-yield crops so that everyone could have enough to eat? How could he not be excited when this thing appeared in front of him?

"Why weren't you excited when the rice yield was so high?" Sui He was a little curious. The rice yield was not low at that time. Mr. Ning was happy, but he was not so excited.

"What do you know? What we have now is arable land. Sweet potatoes are suitable for growing on arable land. So is rice suitable for growing on arable land?" Old Ning stared and said, "Forget it. You won't understand anyway. I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Let's go back now. It's too hot in the middle of the day." Sui He shook An Zhi and stopped arguing with Ning Lao. In fact, there is a kind of rice that can be grown in dry land, but at this time she chose to keep silent.

An Zhi rubbed his eyes and woke up: "Ah, are we back? Let's go back quickly."

"But, Suihe, the sweet potatoes in this field," Mr. Ning pointed at the sweet potatoes and said to Suihe.

"It's growing in the field, it won't run away, don't treat it like there's some treasure in the field, or else people will covet it." Sui He stood up and patted the dirt off his body: "The sweet potatoes in this field can still grow for another two days. When they are ripe, you can do whatever you want with them, but don't forget the conditions you promised me."

"Isn't this a treasure?" Old Ning lowered his head and muttered twice. Seeing Sui He and the others walking away, he said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."