Chapter 1: Refining the land ()

A nameless continent, one day, the sky is clear, without clouds and winds, and a scorching sun in the sky casts endless light.

Suddenly, a ring-like thing suddenly flashed from the sky. I don’t know where it came from, but it suddenly appeared, as if it had just passed through time and space, and with an extremely high speed, it shot towards the mountain below, with a strange "whimpering" sound.

On weekdays, if something flew from the sky, it would be like a whistling sound with a thick smoke tail, which would be seen by the whole world.

However, this object made only a short sound, and then a long "puff" sound penetrated deep into the stones on the mountain and disappeared.

The time was very short and it did not cause any biological reaction. Even the nearby mountain birds did not have time to fly.

Then, the startled birds took a few rounds in the air and then flew down, making their own lives, not knowing that there was only so much mysterious thing on this continent.

I don’t know how many years later, the mulberry fields and the sea changed, and the mountains also sank, and turned into hillsides. Many places have become flat grounds, gradually becoming popular, and some people even lived around the hillside. What wonderful stories can this mysterious circle bring? Zhang Xiaohua was very happy, with a happy expression on her face.

His eyes were staring at the wasteland in front of him, as if this land was a piece of fragrant pork belly.

In fact, it is better to say it is a mountain than a wasteland, because this land is half a middle waist of a hillside, but the slope is relatively slow and it can produce about four parts of the land. But even this land is also the result that Zhang Xiaohua's father worked hard to find a patriarch for nearly two months to find a place to produce food. Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua also knew that there were many barren mountains in the village, but there were very few lands that could grow crops, so everyone wanted to find a place to produce food outside the original land.

Most of the others in the village looked for wasteland near the river, and their family looked far away because they had no money to manage the patriarch, looking for places that others didn't want, and searching everywhere, and then they found such a piece of land.

The village where Zhang Xiaohua lives is called Guozhuang. It is about four miles in a radius, surrounded by mountains on both sides. This mountain is not high, so it is more suitable to be called hills. A big river flows through the village head, and a small bridge over the river connects the path of the neighboring village. There are about forty families living in Guozhuang, half of which are surnamed Guo, and they are a small family. They live in the middle of the village, while the others live scattered around the village. The people in the countryside are simple, but they are also merciful. Guo

The affairs of the village are mostly presided over by the patriarch of the Guo family. Although they live in the same village, there are different surnames after all, and when the patriarch handles things, they will inevitably tend to be in the tribe. The good residential location in the village, and most of the good farmland outside the village are controlled by the villagers of the Guo family. However, after all, they are from the villagers. Although there are small trivial matters and big disputes have never appeared in this small Guozhuang. People in Guozhuang think that they are living a peaceful life in the Peach Blossom Land.

Zhang Xiaohua's mother, Guo Sufei, is from Guozhuang, and is considered a minor branch of the Guo family. She was once "glorious". However, in his mother's generation, except for Guo Sufei, there was no more male in the family. Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua's grandfather Guo Shan was also a daughter in old age. He raised his daughter until it was time to get married. It was also the old couple who were in their late years. In order to support the elderly, Zhang Xiaohua's father and Zhang Cai, then married into the Guo family.

Speaking of the wealth of the rural family, it is mostly related to the labor force at home. Guo Shan has no son. Before giving birth to Guo Sufei, he always wanted to adopt a boy who had relatives, but because of various problems, Guo Shan alone supported the family. The poverty of the family can be seen from this. Zhang Cai was also very successful. After arriving at the Guo family, he was a good player in farming and was far superior to his father-in-law Guo Shan in terms of increasing the family labor force. One year after the marriage, Guo Sufei got pregnant and had a child, and gave Guo Shan a grandson, named him Zhang Xiaolong. The old couple of Guo Shan was very pleased to see the birth of their grandson. Just as the whole family was looking forward to a bright future, Guo Shan became ill and could not afford to suffer...

Disease is undoubtedly a disaster for poor families. In order to cure his father-in-law, Zhang Cai sold all valuable things, but it still could not save Guo Shan's life like a candle blowing in vain. When Zhang Xiaolong was over two years old, he passed away suddenly, so that Guo Shan could rest in peace. His second grandson or granddaughter was about to die. For this reason, Guo Shan named the child before his death. The man was Zhang Xiaohu and the woman was Zhang Xiaohua. After Guo Shan passed away, Zhang Cai's mother-in-law's health was getting worse. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohu's birth slightly diluted the old man's sorrow, which saved the family's ordinary life.

In the life of the peasant family, they don’t care about working in the fields and going home to eat. The life root is the land. In the past, the old Guo family was not strong, and the land could be used. As Zhang Xiaolong and Zhang Xiaohu grew up, Zhang Cai was always worried about farming the land. At the beginning, he and his wife Guo Sufei pulled Zhang Xiaolong and carried Zhang Xiaohu to the clan leader’s house to kowtow to pay their respects. Perhaps because he looked at Guo Shan’s face, he gave a small piece of plowing field by the river, which solved Zhang Shan’s “urgent”.

Zhang Xiaohua was born when his elder brother was seven years old. He already had two and a half laborers in his family, and the poverty of his family was slightly alleviated. Speaking of Zhang Xiaohua's birth, it was also quite magical. The weather had been dry for more than two months, but on the night when Xiaohua was born, it suddenly started to rain heavily. The rain in the mountains increased dramatically, and the river outside the village had not crossed the small bridge. The scene was very scary. Guo Sufei also saw the man when she was giving birth to Xiaohua.

The flying flowers in the sky. Therefore, Zhang Cai’s expectations for Xiaohua are very high. Even when he was naming, he asked the teacher from the neighboring village to refer to it and named many names such as Zhang Zhen, Zhang Yu, Jacky Cheung, etc., but after picking them, he was confused and didn’t know which one was better. Finally, when he thought of the rain in the sky and his deceased father, Guo Sufei disagreed with the public and gave Zhang Xiaohua such a popular name, although Zhang Xiaohua was a standard boy.

At this time, Xiaohua was already twelve years old, and the children in the farm always ripened prematurely. As early as a few years ago, Xiaohua had already been busy with the affairs of the field with her father and two brothers. Zhang Cai had thought that the children would go to school to read, recognize words, and learn to read and write, and seek fame. However, Guo Village is a small village, and there are no scholars in the clan, so they are unable to support a small school. The school in the neighboring village belongs to another big family. The fees for children in Guo Village are also high. Xiaolong and Xiaohu should not be thought about. At that time, the family was poor, so Zhang Cai was also powerless. Xiaohua also sent it to her for a few days when she was young, but according to the teacher, Xiaohua's qualifications were

The school is average, and it is only at the level of knowing and stating the words when doing all his strength. If you want to do some writing and making ink, you should be from the moon in the water. Zhang Cai weighed his pocket, looked at Xiaohua's thick eyebrows and big eyes, and gave up his expectations like yellow millet, and took the children back to Guozhuang to maintain the main business of farmers. However, Xiaohua's mother seemed to remember the auspicious signs of Xiaohua's birth, and asked young people who read literacy in the village to teach Xiaohua some things from time to time. Although Xiaohua likes to follow her brother to handle farm work, his mother's forced him to learn a lot of words and can read some things. She is considered a literate person at home. Anything related to characters is handled by Zhang Xiaohua.

Today is the first day Zhang Xiaohua has plowed independently. His father told him yesterday that this land is for him and is a job that belongs to him. Although there is still no sign of land that is plowed, Xiaohua remembers what a scholar in the village said that with a goal, you can start. With a start, you are half the success! With success, it is not far from your hope. And Xiaohua's hope is to eat a piece of pork belly beautifully~

The November day is the beginning of winter. The sun is pouring bleak light and heat on its head. The mountain wind blows through the slopes, and the treetops are whimpering. Everything shows the silent coldness.

However, Zhang Xiaohua didn't have time to pay attention to these. He took a hoe and just kept working hard to cultivate this quarter-point land. According to Zhang Xiaohua's plan, he first dug an oval or quadrilateral border around the land in the middle of the hillside, then moved the rocks in the land, cleaned the small stones, and then processed the weeds. When it gradually became large, he tilled the entire field and laid a foundation for the seeds. Farm work is always a waste of time. When Xiaohua cleaned up the surroundings and was about to move the big stones in the land, the sky had already

It was noon. Xiaohua stopped working, wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked to the ground, took a can of water from a clay pot prepared by her mother, and poured half of the can of water. She stretched her waist long and pounded her, which had not been straightened, and felt comfortable. In addition, although she worked with her father and brothers in the past, because she was the youngest, no one asked him to do more, and she didn't feel too tired. Now that she has carried it on her shoulders, she knows the hardships. However, thinking about her grandmother, her mother, her home, and her future, it feels very worth it.

Zhang Xiaohua followed the young scholar to recognize words. Although she was not serious, she often heard them talk about the mysterious future, life, love, and other languages. She had some impressions. She would occasionally think about her life when she was working and she was fine, but she would soon be destroyed by reality and face the land. Thinking of these things at this moment is probably a daydream and a busy time.

Just as Zhang Xiaohua was thinking about it, her stomach kept chirping, and it seemed that it was time to eat. In the past, she would go home with her mother to eat, but now she is an independent portal and opens the fields to farm. When she came out in the morning, her mother said she would deliver it to the field at noon, so she should see the time and it was time to come.

Sure enough, a voice came from the bottom of the slope, "Xiaohua~ Come and help me." There was a steeper slope on the slope, which was very slippery. When Zhang Cai came to see the ground last time, Zhang Cai fell. Zhang Xiaohua quickly replied, "Mom, wait a moment, I'll go down immediately, don't come up first." When Zhang Xiaohua walked down the hillside, she saw her mother, carrying a bamboo basket, waiting for him on the roadside. Zhang Xiaohua took the bamboo basket, carefully supported her mother and walked up the hillside, letting her mother sit on the stone on the ground, then she lifted the cloth on the basket, which contained a bowl of pork belly and a few pieces of rough steamed buns. Xiaohua asked her mother sensibly if she had eaten it, and her mother's answer was not beyond his expectations. She had eaten it. Seeing Xiaohua's voracious look, Guo Sufei felt a little distressed and said to Xiaohua

"Eat slowly, don't choke, drink some water."

"Mom, why did you suddenly make pork belly?" "Xiaohua asked.

"Today is your work the day before. Your father told me yesterday to make pork belly for you." The little flower girl looked at her youngest son lovingly and said. "It's hard for you. Xiaohua, you are only twelve years old this year. Seeing that the children of the neighboring village are as old as you, and you are still studying in school, you are working alone in the field."

"Mom, look at what you said, isn't my elder brother working separately with his father at the age of ten? What's this? Besides, this land belongs to mine, and my second brother is also on the same piece of land as my elder brother. I was too happy." Xiaohua saw her mother nagging, and felt that she continued, "Where is grandma, has she eaten pork belly?"

"Your grandma is in her 80s, how can you eat this? The millet porridge I made for her." Xiaohua's mother said, "I only remember your grandma until now. It's a pity that your grandma is still thinking about you all morning."

Xiaohua scratched her head embarrassedly, as if she didn't think so much about it.

Speaking of Xiaohua's grandmother, Guo Sufei was worried. As the days at home grew up, she gradually improved, but Xiaohua's grandmother's health became worse and worse. Although it was rare for rural people to live in her eighties, who would not want their elders to spend more time with her? Recently, Xiaohua's grandmother was unable to see her eyes. Guo Sufei and Zhang Cai discussed with Zhang Cai to let the doctor see it, but Xiaohua's grandmother disagreed, saying that it was normal for her to be so old and she didn't want to spend money on it anymore. The couple couldn't bear to the old man, so they agreed. Now the old man worked hard at home every day, feeding chickens and pigs in a dark way.

Seeing Xiaohua finishing her meal and drinking water, Guo Sufei said, "Xiaohua, do less work in the afternoon, go home early, grandma misses you. I still have to deliver food to your father and brother." Xiaohua was stunned, "Mom, then, I have eaten all that pork belly, what are you eating?" "It doesn't matter, there are other dishes. Remember to do less work in the afternoon, don't catch a cold." Guo Sufei kindly stroked Xiaohua's head, looking at her anxious blushing little son, as if he was still a little coquettish person in front of her knees.
Chapter completed!