"Okay, the potato digging competition is over. The winner is the Zhangjiabao team, and the awards are presented below."

The furry children in the village who participated in the competition lined up to receive the prize. The prize was not candy, but a new schoolbag, stationery, and a pair of new sneakers for each person.

In fact, it’s just a saying that everyone in the village has it, and the candy is also given, and there is also a big apple.

The children were so happy that they couldn't even close their mouths. They just smiled foolishly when they held their schoolbags and new shoes.

The land was confiscated, and that was the case. I distributed the potatoes I dug out for everyone, and the children who had not dug out were asked to dig them by themselves.

In the afternoon, the guests and children went to complete the task of picking vegetables with Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou.

Small cucumbers, eggplant, squid and early kidney beans.

The children in the village did not take action this time, and as the instructor, he followed them and told the children in the city what kind of picks, how to pick, and what kind of can't be picked. This is all knowledge.

I ate fresh potatoes stewed in early kidney beans at night. I put some pork belly and stewed them on the earthen stove, sprinkle some chopped green onions, and an indescribable fragrance spreads on the valley ground, making people feel salivation.

In the words of the people in the crew, it is delicious without adding meat, so you can eat an extra bowl of rice.

...

"Oh, oh, oh, my old waist." Huang Ke stood at the door frame and moved his waist.

It was the next morning, and together, there was a wailing in the crew. The old man said it was correct. When I got off the ground yesterday, all the people who had lost the function of walking upright. It hurts sore and sore.

"After you're active for a while, the more you lie down, the heavier you're."

"It's really not easy for farmers. How many days will it hurt?"

"It's enough to start the activity for two or three days. Don't do anything next, just slow down and don't struggle."

"Just like this, I'm still going up the mountain. If you go up the mountain and play jungler, you probably won't be able to get back."

"No wonder mountain goods are expensive, it's so fucking."

"The farmers actually can't make much money, they are all taken away by the second dealer."

"In the future, the mountain goods will come to the village to collect them. It will not be tiring to drive and let the farmers earn more."

"It's not easy, how much can an individual charge?"

After eating breakfast in a mess, after a while, everyone started work with their "remaining bodies".

The work in the field is definitely not done, so that the children who are not tired at all can do some activities of picking up eggs, feeding sheep and cows, teaching them to know food, and distinguishing vegetables and grass.

It rained in the middle.

OK, suddenly a cool mountain wind blew up the valley, blowing away the heat. The elderly and children in the village stopped watching the excitement, greeted each other and turned their heads and ran home.

"What's wrong?" Huang Ke and the crew couldn't understand what was going on.

"It's going to rain. Go back and close the doors and windows to collect things." The old man calmly knocked his cigarette pipe on his feet: "Collection of things, so he's afraid of rain."

"How did you know it was going to rain?" Huang Ke looked up at the sky, and saw that there was no change.

"If you want to do it, hurry up, the rain feels quite heavy." Zhang Yanming brought the children into the house and directed everyone to collect things and cover them.

The temporary resting room was the original team office, empty and nothing. At this moment, most of the time, everyone had laid plastic cloth and wooden boards, laying their luggage on it, and the children jumped and played.

"Stretch the rear window and the rear window with plastic cloth, hurry up. Stick it outside and nail it."

Fortunately, the things were prepared well, and they were not messy, and they were quickly prepared.

The world suddenly became brighter, with a hint of coolness mixed in the air, and a yellow light shining between the whole world.

The wind was getting heavier and heavy, and the dust on the ground was raised. Zhang Yanming took his staff to cover the equipment that was afraid of being poured. He covered it with plastic cloth, tied it tightly with a rope and pressed it on the stone, and took all the small things into the room.

"Uncle, can't you leak the tiles?"

"No, I asked someone to see it."

"Do you need to go back and see at home?"

"No, I cleaned up when I came out in the morning. If it didn't work, your aunt would have run back long ago. I'm still waiting for you to ask. Are the car windows closed?"

"Oh yes, car windows, driver, driver, go and close the windows and the doors."

Looking from the valley farm to the opposite hillside, I saw that the things dried on the fences of each house were taken in, and the doors and windows were closed, and the sauce jars were sealed with plastic cloth, covered with wooden boards and pressed with large stones.

In an instant, the small village became quiet and people were waiting in the house.

"There is no weather forecast, how can you know it will rain?" Huang Ke still couldn't figure it out.

He even wondered if it was going to rain. Looking at the sky, there was nothing else except brighter and yellow.

It's even though it's strong and it's still cold.

"Hehe, the weather forecasting is useless in the countryside. It's not accurate at the right time. It's over to point at that." The old man smiled and pressed the tobacco leaf powder into the tobacco pot.

Zhang Yanming and Zhang Yanjun both bought cigarettes, but the old man was used to smoking pipes, and the cigarette rolls were changed from time to time or entertaining guests.

The tobacco leaves are planted in the fields of our own, dried and crushed, and added nothing.

Farmers rely on the experience passed down from generation to generation, which is more accurate than anything else. Those who collect grain and dry grain rely on these, and rely on the weather forecast to starve to death.

A group of children were playing on the floor, slid the window and looked out, not understanding what was going on.

"It's going to rain heavily, it must be very heavy. If the wind is outside, it will blow you away." Shuanzi explained in a fake way.

"No, how did you know it's going to rain heavily?"

"I didn't see that everyone ran back to collect things? Everyone knew, just wait and see."

“Where did you see it?”

"..., I don't know, I haven't learned it yet."

"Uncle, do you know it will rain today when you wake up in the morning?" Huang Ke ran to ask for advice.

"Well, I'm almost inseparable from all over the world. I can't say that this thing is accurate. It's better to prepare than to be busy when I come."

"What do you know?"

"It's up to you, I can't tell you anything if I have to say it. This is how it comes from generation to generation."

The wind outside suddenly accelerated and made a huge roar. The old man turned around and looked at the children: "Take a little more attention, don't be scared."

Zhang Yanming nodded, took off his shoes and walked to the children.

People in the city don’t know about it, but he still knows that he has lived here. The heavy rain in the mountains feels completely different from the city, which is indeed a bit scary.

The strong wind blew the sand and dust everywhere. In a blink of an eye, the sky that was bright and yellow just now turned dark. The sky suddenly became as dark as ink. A flash of lightning split the dark space and was ferociously scattering its teeth and claws.

A thunder roared, scaring several children so much that they screamed and threw themselves into the adults' arms. The heavy rain fell, and a fishy smell of soil floated in the air, and the sound of rain covered everything.

As lightning walked among the mountains, thunder sounded in my ears, and the dense heavy rain instantly formed several streams in the valley.

As lightning thunder and heavy rain poured, the black between heaven and earth gradually faded, and the rain lines hanging over the sky and the earth gradually came into view. You can see clearly.

"Damn, it's so scary." Huang Ke cursed in surprise: "Why doesn't there even be a buffer? It's a rainstorm?"

"Not counting," the old man shook his head: "It's considered heavy rain at most."
Chapter completed!