Chapter 54: Wandering in the village

Gu Xiaowan didn't want to be a hero, even the kind of unknown hero. She can understand what her parents do, but she cannot accept their approach.
They died, they lost money, they made others cheaper, but their four children suffered.
Gu Xiaowan felt that these children should be well educated. They should not be hot-headed, do things that regret a lifetime, or live in the past forever.
The four people quickly left the old house of the Gu family, and followed Gu Ningping to say a few more words, and Gu Ningping's mood at the moment was more relaxed. Talking and laughing all the way.
Looking at Gu Ningping's conversion, Gu Xiaowan was very happy. The child is a child, and can't hide anything in her heart, but she will soon become cheerful.
Gu Xiaowan used to think that traveling to such a poor family was unlucky and tribulation. Now, looking at the innocent brothers and sisters who are holding their hands tightly beside them, Gu Xiaowan feels that this is really a blessing.
At the very least, it's as good as living in a mansion with good clothes and good food but slipping his head on the belt of his pants.
This is a simple, peaceful and natural farm life.
Gu Xiaowan took a deep breath, the cool breath, sweet, fresh and timeless, and only this ancient countryside can have such clean and clean air.
(See the bamboo forest, there are winter bamboo shoots inside)
Gu Xiaowan went out this time just to get to know the people in this village as soon as possible. Relying on her previous memories, she walked through the door of every household, and then thought about which households had good relationships on weekdays. If she can't remember it, let Gu Ning'an remind her. It is also necessary to distinguish which households have never been with each other, because I look down on Gu Xiaowan's family and are too poor.
Gu Xiaowan didn't want to have any contact with such people.
On one side of the village are the houses of the villagers, and on the other side are patches of fields. Because it is winter, most of the fields are deserted, and the waste of some crops harvested in autumn is not leveled. It just grows in the sky and the earth, bare, withered, and looks very desolate.
In this world, the only things grown in the village seem to be rice. Looking at the roots of the cut rice ears, they are thin and weak. I can imagine that the number and quality of the rice ears are not limited. Compared with the Longping Super Rice of the 21st World, it is completely incomparable.
Gu Xiaowan sighed, hey, there have been experiments on rice hybridization before, but in this age of material scarcity, there is no equipment, it is simply a luxury to want to do experiments. It is just a dream to achieve high yield.
Gu Xiaowan is not discouraged. If the yield per mu cannot be increased, can we increase the number of mu? Do you multiply? You can't work the front factors, but you can work on the next factors, and you can also make a qualitative leap.
Gu Xiaowan was very confident. Thinking of the five hundred taels of silver hidden in several places in the house, his waist stiffened unconsciously. As the saying goes, money is bold. Although the speech is rough, it is not rough to reason. Although it sounds bad, Gu Xiaowan doesn't think this sentence is wrong.
auzw.com In modern times, men and women are equal. Women, like men, are under tremendous pressure from work outside, earning money to support their families, and after returning home, they have to be filial to their elders, raise children, do housework, and have children. It can be said that women are paying more than men. .
The security of women can't be brought by men at all. Women's sense of security in the new era now comes from: having a little mobile phone, having money in a wallet, and having gas in the car. Although Gu Xiaowan's sense of security is only a little bit satisfied just now, she can be regarded as a hand-to-hand money in this era when it may not be necessary to go out.
Looking at the desolate land, I feel more pleasing to the eye.
Gu Xiaowan knows that I am at home. But I don’t know where it is. She came out this time just to know where is her home? And people who want to see this world. What kind of crops do they usually grow.
It was very cold in winter and I didn't see any villagers working outside.
Gu Xiaowan couldn't help but wonder, why not make preparations for agricultural work next spring on such a good day!
"How come there are no people in this village who don't see people working!" Gu Xiaowan asked.
"Sister, they harvested the rice, and everyone is fine." Gu Ning'an replied.
"Is it only planted once a year?" Gu Xiaowan asked again.
"Yes, sister, everyone here only grows once!" Gu Ningping looked at his sister in a puzzled manner. Throughout the year, the crops can only be seen in the ground in autumn. Other times, the ground is like this. It's abandoned. Why didn't my sister know.
"Oh!" Gu Xiaowan said nothing. It turns out that crops in this era are so scarce. Throughout the year, crops are planted in the ground only once.
In normal times, isn't the fields all deserted here?
What a waste! Gu Xiaowan sighed inwardly. The crops at this time have no genetically modified plants, no chemical fertilizers, no pesticides, and no growth agents. They grow naturally. The growth period is slow enough, and only once a year.
In the previous life, each plot of land could be planted with two crops of rice. When rice was not planted, the villagers could also grow potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn and other high-yield foods on a large scale to ensure a year’s ration.
If only one crop of rice is grown here a year, the food rations of that family can't keep up at all, so what can everyone rely on to eat?
Is it the same as Gu Xiaowan's home, have a meal? Hungry?
Gu Ningping seemed to see her sister’s doubts, and said,
The harvest of the land in our village is good. If you can eat it for three months, you can replace it with sorghum noodles and you can eat it for half a year if you save a little.
Gu Xiaowan suddenly realized that in this case, the price of rice is very high in this world. Ordinary poor people don't eat it, even if they grow it in their own family, they are reluctant to eat it. After harvesting, they sell it to others and exchange it for cheap sorghum rice noodles.