After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"However, this poison is not incurable." Fang Tong put one hand on his waist, looking complacent. "The yam is buried deep underground, so you need to dig it out carefully. If you accidentally scratch the skin and the pulp touches your hand, your hand will soon become swollen and painful."

"But don't worry, just warm your hands with fire and they will be back to normal in no time."

Zhao Si was a little dissatisfied when he was being sabotaged in front of so many people.

He stiffened his neck and shouted, "Look, you know it's poisonous, but if you touch it, you can warm yourself up by the fire. And if you swallow something, you can turn your belly inside out and warm it by the fire, right?"

"That's not necessary." Fang Tong said slowly, "I've tried it. As long as you make sure it's cooked thoroughly before eating, the toxicity of the yam will be gone."

The village chief's heart finally settled down.

As he spoke, Fang Tong broke off the part that the village chief had bitten, peeled the remaining yam and took two bites. He found it delicious and did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Everyone swallowed subconsciously.

He broke off two pieces of copper and handed them to the crowd.

“It actually tastes pretty good. Does anyone want to try it?”

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, and soon a thin man came out, picked it up without saying a word, and peeled the skin just like Fang Tong did, "Let me try."

He was so hungry that he could eat anything that was poisonous, and he would die of a full stomach.

After peeling the skin, he threw the yam pieces into his mouth without hesitation.

The next second, his eyes widened.

You know what, this thing is surprisingly delicious.

Everyone stared at his reaction.

"How's it going?"

Wang Dashan didn't say anything. He took all the yam from Fang Tong's hand, including the small piece that the village chief had bitten, and stuffed it all into his mouth and chewed it in no time.

No answer could be more convincing than his actions at this moment.

Seeing that it was really edible, the men became anxious.

Someone remembered that in the morning they saw the Qin family carrying soil down in baskets. No wonder, it turned out that it was not soil but yam!

No wonder!

The smart one had already come up to Fang Tong and asked, "Old Three, where did you dig it? Can you tell me?"

They all changed their previous attitude of disbelief.

Fang Tong didn't argue with them and smiled, "Don't worry, come with me up the mountain, I'll tell you how to find the yam."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

A large group of people surrounded Fang Tong and his daughter and headed up to the top of the mountain.

Fang Tong memorized the location and quickly found a spot above. He pointed and said, "This kind of leaves is yam. Be careful when you dig it..."

After he finished explaining, he even dug up a plant on the spot for display.

After everyone took note of it, they dispersed.

Some couldn't wait to start digging, while others plucked a yam leaf and went home to gather help.

Fang Nanzhi followed the path and detected two more locations with yam through the system.

Whispered to her father.

Fang Tong led his men around twice, pretending that he had found two more large pieces.

Soon, many people came to dig in the two yam bushes.

Fang Tong retired after completing his mission and took his daughter home.

"Zhizhi, don't worry about what's going on here. Go home and rest."

Let the villagers find the remaining yams themselves, otherwise if he finds one, he will be exposed.

The news that there was food in the mountains spread quickly, and almost all the members of many families went out with large baskets and small hoes to dig yams.

At the same time, there was constant discussion.

Fang Tong, who discovered the yam, became the first topic of discussion.

"I didn't expect that Fang Tong, who has always been idle, could find out about this."

"Of course I am. I used to think he was a loser, but I didn't expect him to think of us even after finding food."

"In my opinion, he's just a little lazy, but he's a pretty good person."

"I've been wrong about this kid all these years."

Wherever he goes, people praise him.

This sound was very unpleasant to the Fang family.

The old couple from the He and Fang families were digging yams with their butts sticking out, but their faces did not look very good.

"Dad, Mom, I'm not saying this, but is Third Uncle a fool? He discovered new grain and didn't even tell his family first, but instead went and told the whole village?"

Now the whole village is competing with them to dig the yams.

Looking at the baskets of yams carried on the backs of those people, He felt as if her heart was bleeding.

Those should all belong to their family!

Fang Tong sent his daughter to the doorstep, then picked up a basket and a hoe and went to the mountains.

Although the yams dug out now will probably have to be divided equally among the villagers, and the amount will not be much, but if he doesn't go, doesn't it mean that his family will not be short of food?

Besides, the more you can take, the better. Who would complain about having too much of this stuff?

Fang Nanzhi heard the noise coming from the main house and ran in with his short legs.

Qin Yan was in the house taking over the work that Fang Tong had not finished last night, digging the cellar with a shovel.

The boy had a hard time digging in his wheelchair, and the shovel would occasionally bump into the wheelchair. Even so, he still dug slowly and patiently.

Seeing this, Fang Nanzhi immediately picked up the shovel in the corner and wanted to help.

The length of the shovel was almost as long as three Fang Nanzhi branches. She was small but very strong, so she managed to lift it.

"Brother, let me help you!"

Fang Nanzhi walked towards Qin Yan unsteadily with a shovel in his hand.

Qin Yan was stunned. For some reason, he wanted to laugh.

The young man quickly took the shovel from Fang Nanzhi's hand and said helplessly: "No need, I'm here."

This little girl is just digging mud with a spoon.

Fang Nanzhi refused: "I want to help my brother!"

Qin Yan held his forehead and didn't dare to let her do it. After thinking about it, he simply put down the hoe himself.

I took Fang Nanzhi to the small compartment, which was actually a space separated by a screen.

There is a desk inside and a bookshelf against the wall with about ten books on it.

These were all left behind by Qin Yan's father.

Qin Yan pulled out a copy of the Three Character Classic and tried to soften his voice, "Zhizhi, shall we come and read a book?"

Fang Nanzhi was successfully distracted by the book.

She looked at Qin Yan and asked again in disbelief, "Read a book? Read to me?"

Qin Yan nodded.

"Yes."

Fang Nanzhi sat obediently on the desk, carefully touching the Three Character Classic with both hands.

After feeling the rough touch, he shook his body excitedly.

My uncle used to have a lot of books, which he kept like treasures, and girls had no right to read them.

Fang Nanzhi had always thought that books had nothing to do with her, and she never expected that one day she would actually be able to touch a book!

However, even if she touched it, she would not be able to recognize the words.

Qin Yan pointed and said, "Come, I'll teach you."

“When a person is born, his nature is good.”

The boy's voice was slow, like a warm stream.

Fang Nanzhi learned to speak ignorantly, shaking his head, "When people are born, their nature is good."

"Correct."

"The word is 'people'..."

Once you get busy, time flies.

It was not until dark that everyone reluctantly came down from the mountain.

Later they found a yam bush and dug for a whole afternoon, digging up over a thousand pounds in total.

It sounds like a lot, but there are more than 200 households in the village, and each household can only get five kilograms. There are at least five or six people in a family. If they eat five kilograms of yam sparingly, they will be eaten up in two or three meals.