Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

To get to Liushu Village, one has to cross a mountain. Considering Cui Zhaozhao's messy hair, Lin frowned and nervously pinched her arms and legs. There were no broken skin or injuries.

"The mountain is dangerous, don't go there alone."

Lin knew her daughter's personality very well. She had always been calm and composed since she was young, which made people feel at ease.

But I don’t know if it’s because of my original personality, but since I came here, I’ve shrunk a few years, but I’ve become a lot braver.

Before, she definitely wouldn't have dared to walk the mountain road alone.

"No, I'm not going with anyone, Lidong is going with me." Cui Zhaozhao patted his head and rubbed the fallen leaves in his hands.

Lin was speechless. If they encountered danger, even if they shouted ten Lidongs, it would be useless.

"And Dahei is following too."

Since she finished her confinement, Dahei has resumed patrolling the village, and only comes in to see the cubs when she passes by occasionally.

"I bought two rabbits." Cui Zhaozhao whispered.

The leaves on my head are from the bushes I crawled through to avoid the beginning of winter.

She hadn't eaten meat for a long time and was really greedy. God knows how much effort she put in to convince Dahei to get the wolf with the broken ear to cooperate.

But the final result was very good, Lidong had already gone to deal with the two fat rabbits.

Lin glanced at her and said, "Don't tell me you went to Willow Village just to fish in troubled waters and catch a few rabbits."

"The main thing is to go and see the crops."

Cui Zhaozhao argued confidently, but Liushu Village really scared her.

There are not many crops left in Liushu Village. Most of them have just been planted, and green sprouts have just emerged from the soil.

The already bare fields were now covered with nets filled with densely packed locusts.

My scalp tingles just thinking about it.

"The Li brothers said that their village had no crops and couldn't keep the locusts away, but locusts could provide food, so every family was busy catching locusts, drying them, and making stews for the winter."

Cui Zhaozhao couldn't accept this way of eating, but there was some sadness in his voice as he spoke.

If you have food or money, who doesn’t want to eat delicious rice?

When I think of the people in Liushu Village happily catching locusts, my heart aches.

The poverty here can really kill people.

It also strengthened her idea of improving seeds. If she wanted to avoid starvation, the fundamental solution was to increase grain yield per mu first.

No matter what era it is, the first people to suffer from social unrest are the lowest-level farmers. They obviously work the hardest, but their survival security is negligible.

When natural disasters and unrest occur, a large number of refugees will lead to large-scale rebellion.

Even if there are good weather and good harvests for years, there will still be changes in imperial power, or corrupt officials, any of which can strip people of their skin.

Ultimately it’s because of poverty.

She cannot lead every household to become rich, but since she owns a mall, she can still buy seeds from the mall and improve the yield per mu.

But this is easier said than done in a short time.

So Cui Zhaozhao is now full of energy. Since he started planting soybeans in the fields, he goes for a walk whenever he has nothing to do.

Cui Zhaozhao expressed what was in her mind. Lin looked at the little guy who was not even as tall as her waist, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

"Do whatever you want to do. Mom supports you."

"I can definitely do it!"

Cui Zhaozhao was never a top student, and he just managed to get into a third-tier university. He spent his entire college life battling wits and courage with Zaoba. On weekends, he would go out to eat with his roommates, and he never had to worry about anything as long as he had enough to eat.

At the same time, I have never experienced pressure and responsibility.

But since I came here, people's lives have been in decline, and they can't get enough food. Facing the purgatory-like scene on earth, something seems to have quietly emerged from a corner of my heart.

It seems to be a responsibility.

It also seems to be growth.