Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

The Yang family looked at each other, as if Xiaocao had just said this.

Yang Dashan: "Then let's do this. Da Mao, you brothers will go up the mountain to collect some firewood starting tomorrow. After a few days, bring back these lumps, oh no, sweet potatoes. Your grandma and I will go and level the land. Big brother will also bring some back later."

Old Lady Yang: "Do you prepare the land the same way you would for wheat?"

At the critical moment, Miss Grass spoke out again [Rows up, one by one, let brother figure it out himself]

A piece of paper fell lightly on the table. Da Mao's eyes lit up. He quickly picked it up and then silently put it in his arms.

Several people were confused and looked at him at the same time.

Damao said embarrassedly: "I didn't understand it at first. I need to study it slowly." Mainly because he couldn't understand many of the words on it, so he had to ask his sister for help.

When Uncle Li and his friends returned home, they carried several baskets of sweet potatoes back home, and Miss Xiaocao generously gave them some sweet potato leaves as well.

In the next few days, Yier Sanmao went to the mountains to collect firewood, and Simao followed the adults to the fields. While the adults worked, Simao was responsible for watching over his sister. He felt that watching over his sister was the most important thing.

On the third day, each of the three Maos carried a backpack covered with a layer of sweet potato leaves, which looked very heavy. When they came back, they shouted loudly outside the door: "Dad, Mom, we are back, look what we found."

"It's a big lump, pink inside, and tastes sweet."

The whole family is full of drama.

"Hey, you little brat, you put something in your mouth without even knowing it. If your stomach hurts, I'll beat you up."

Sanmao: "Milk, it won't hurt. I ate it for more than an hour and it didn't hurt. I think it's okay to eat."

Ermao: "Yes, grandma, we ate them all."

The villagers who came back from the fields heard the children shouting about what they had picked up and what was edible and sweet, so they turned around and headed straight for Old Yang's house. The group included the village chief Yang Dazhui.

After being busy planting winter wheat for half a month, the village chief finally took a break and went to visit the surrounding villages and towns to learn about the situation. He hadn't been to Yang Dashan's house for several days.

Hearing the news from afar, he was so excited that he said, "Da Mao, what good stuff did you pick up?"

Sanmao immediately offered her treasure: "Grandpa the village chief is a lump, you see."

Village Chief: You are the bad guy, your whole family is bad guys

There were several full baskets, some big and some small, still covered with dry soil, and it looked like they had just been dug out a while ago.

Village chief: "You just said this lump can be eaten?"

Sanmao: "Yes, we saw it today when we went up the mountain to collect firewood. We shared one and ate it on the mountain."

You clever fellow, I and my brothers share one. It would be embarrassing for you guys, with so many of us, to each ask for one, right?

The village chief knew that food was precious, so he would not ask for a whole root: "Da Mao, find me a small one, so we can taste it together."

Someone standing in the crowd was dissatisfied: "There are three large baskets, how can one small piece be enough? I said that giving each of us one piece would be enough."

Cuihua's mother glanced at the man and said, "Hey, Dahonghua, you are so courageous. Why don't you give us some of your food? You have enough food anyway."

Dahonghua's full name is Chen Yanhong. There are many people in her family. Her husband and son are hardworking, but she is also stingy. Although there was a famine before, there is still some food stored in the family. She is stingy and likes to take advantage of others and listen to gossip, but she doesn't spread rumors.

Dahonghua was very upset: "Why should I share the food?"

"Then how can you have the nerve to ask Da Mao to take out the lumps and share them? He went to the mountains to find them with great effort."

"That's all I said. I didn't let them really divide it." Dahonghua said with a pout.

The village chief said: "Okay, if you want to eat, go find it yourself, don't delay me."

Da Mao took a few small ones and asked San Mao to wash them clean. Then he cut them into small pieces with a knife and let everyone have a try.

Each person only had a small piece, and everyone took small bites. You could hear the crisp sound when biting, followed by the sweet and refreshing taste.

Village chief: "It's delicious." He couldn't help but glance into the backpack.

Da Mao: "This is the leaf of the pimple."

The village chief picked up the leaf and looked at it carefully, and showed it to other villagers: "Where did you find it? Is this a knotty leaf? I have never seen it before. Have you seen this kind of leaf?"

They are all people who have been farming for a lifetime and have walked through the surrounding mountains. They can tell at a glance whether they have seen it or not.

Everyone shook their heads and said, "No, we've never seen that. We usually go up and down the mountain in fixed routes. We've never seen anyone chopping wood or anything like that. Have you ever seen you women digging wild vegetables?"

After the men finished their research, it was the women's turn, and then the children's turn. Everyone shook their heads.

The village chief said: "Then you should remember this kind of leaves. You can dig them up and eat them wherever you see them."

Sanmao received Li's instructions and distributed a sweet potato leaf to each family present, which won him a lot of praise from the villagers.