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

Fang Nanzhi sensed his father's uneasiness and immediately responded obediently, "I understand, Daddy."

Fang Tong felt relieved and immediately instructed the other brother, "Second brother, don't run around during this period. Just stay with Zhizhi. Except for going to the toilet and sleeping, you must stay with her every step of the way."

This was exactly the job Fang Yin liked, so he immediately agreed happily.

Zhizhi is his best friend!

After the three of them got home, they briefly told their families the information they had learned from the yamen runners.

As for being targeted by someone named Xiang.

Qin Yan analyzed, "The county government is making big moves right now, so Xiang definitely won't dare show his face. Furthermore, his subordinates are disaster victims, desperate to survive, so few are willing to follow him for revenge."

"So, no matter how much he hates us, he wouldn't dare to enter the village and cause trouble."

These words made Fang Tong feel much more at ease.

His stepson is well-educated and very smart.

So the family put the matter aside for the time being.

After eating a bland meal, Fang Tong brought up another matter.

"It's autumn now, and the crops in the fields have all been destroyed. We have some food stored, but I've calculated that even if it can barely get us through the winter, it won't make it through the spring."

"So we have to find a way to make a living. How about planting some winter wheat?"

Two days ago, his daughter secretly told him that the gods had given him a bag of wheat seeds.

What the gods give us cannot be wasted.

Fang Tong immediately thought of winter wheat.

He continued: "Winter here is not that cold. We can have two seasons a year."

Qian Fengping was a little hesitant, but after thinking it over, she still disagreed: "In our village, except for a few years ago when the village chief's family planted winter wheat once, no one has planted it in recent years."

Wheat has two seasons a year: the first crop is planted in spring and harvested in early autumn. The second crop is winter wheat, planted in September and October and harvested in May or June of the following year.

The Qin family only had three acres of dry land. In the past, due to insufficient labor, they could only sow bean seeds and plant beans.

The focus is on the five acres of paddy fields, where rice is the bulk.

Too bad it's all ruined this year.

The families in the village with many strong laborers do grow wheat, but it is all spring wheat.

"A few years ago, didn't the village chief grow winter wheat very well? The yield per mu was three stones." Fang Tong said.

Qian Fengping shook her head. "It was okay, but the soil wasted too much fertility. Later, the land became thin. Planting crops in the spring yielded little. It took the village chief two years to restore it."

Otherwise, why doesn’t everyone plant winter wheat?

"We are not as wealthy as that landlord. Their fields are fertile and they have more fertilizers prepared, but we don't have that kind of resources. If we mess up the fields like this, it will affect next year's harvest!"

The more she talked, the more determined Qian Fengping became: "At worst, we can take better care of the land next year and still harvest more crops. It's better than ruining the land!"

"I know you want to play it safe. But tax time is coming soon, and it's not certain whether the court will exempt taxes this year." Fang Tong said in a serious tone: "If it's not exempted, you'll have to pay the taxes with money. I'm afraid the little money left at home will have to go into it."

"As for the fertilizer issue, I have a brother who collects nightshades in the city. Next spring, I'll ask him to collect some, and we can just spread more on our fields."

When Qian Fengping heard this, she was also a little tempted.

"Mom, what uncle said makes sense." Qin Yan listened silently for a while, then spoke after thinking for a while: "We're all going to starve anyway, so why not give it a try?"

Not to mention the fertilizer, he was the one who paid the family's grain tax over the years.

Naturally, I could calculate how many there were, and I knew that what Uncle Fang said made sense.

"Okay, you two are smart. Since you both said so, let's give it a try!"

Qian Fengping agreed, and the matter was settled.

Fang Nanzhi was small, and after listening for a long time, he understood some of it but not others.

She didn't care and scratched her head: "Yes, listen to aunt."

Qian Fengping was happy, what a little flatterer!

Because the soil needs to be turned over in the fields, the farm tools need to be taken out and repaired before starting work.

The hoe was used to chop someone down two days ago, and there was still dried blood on it, which needed to be wiped clean.

Qian Fengping suppressed her disgust and wiped it.

Fang Tong took a bent sickle, which was caused by his second brother's chopping off the edge that day and hitting a rock.

He picked up the hammer and put it on the grindstone, knocking it "clang clang clang".

As Fang Tong was working, he felt something strange. It didn't seem like he was repairing farm tools, but more like dealing with a murder weapon.

He shuddered at the thought.

Qin Yan had some shovels and plows in his hands that had been left for a long time and were a little loose.

He made most of the things at home and he got the hang of it quickly.

Fang Nanzhi was weak and could only help out.

After the whole family finished their work and had dinner, they went to bed early.

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, after eating dry food and biscuits, the whole family, except Qin Yan who stayed at home, went to the fields.

There was still no one in sight.

Even in the dry fields, there was a lot of water. The continuous heavy rain in the middle of the night was so heavy that not much water evaporated after these days. Instead, some withered soybean seedlings were floating on the water surface.

Looking at this large area, Qian Fengping couldn't help but feel a little distressed, this is all food!

This is how farming works. If God doesn’t favor you, all your efforts will be in vain.

Fang Tong and his wife took shovels and started digging along the ridge.

Fang Yin dug a hole in another place and shoveled the mud a few times.

The water accumulated in the fields began to flow out.

In the sunshine, Fang Tong squinted his eyes and said to his daughter, "We have to drain the water for a while. Zhizhi, go to the side first and come back later to avoid getting your trouser legs wet. But don't go too far. You have to stay within Dad's sight."

Fang Nanzhi naturally responded.

Taking the small dagger given by my father, I went to dig in the surrounding weeds.

The sound of ding ding ding immediately came into my mind.

[Ding——Ancient plant, foxtail grass, discovered. I suggest the host collect it. You can get a random blind box*1 and health value +1.]

[Ding—Ancient plant discovered, Amaranthus spinulosa. Recommended to the host to collect. Receive 1 random blind box and +1 health value.]

[Ding—Ancient plant discovered, Xanthium sibiricum...]

【Included, all included! 】

The system covers a wide range of content and does not restrict what can be eaten.

As long as it has not been included, it is within the target range.

After hearing so many blind boxes, Fang Nanzhi was full of motivation. He rolled up his sleeves and dived into the weeds to get to work!

The system kept beeping for several minutes, and I was silently wondering while it was reporting.

No, why isn't the host's health value added?

Looking at the host pulling weeds with its little butt sticking out, the system felt guilty, but also somewhat relieved. Fortunately, its host was small and didn't care about health values, otherwise it really didn't know what to say.

Although Fang Nanzhi is ambitious, there are only five or six kinds of weeds in this area.

After everything was recorded, the system became quiet.

The little girl was not disappointed. She turned her head and saw that a lot of water in the field had been drained.