Chapter 216: Voice for Help
When it stopped raining and the ground was dry, it seemed that the rice had already matured before the ground cracked, and it was just in time to avoid it.
"Leave the sowing here to Uncle San, I will take people to plant rice in two days."
He had already asked Sangsang how to plant rice, and it should be easy to get started.
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In the small bamboo forest, Lin Caisang was holding a machete and chopping a bamboo vigorously, and next to it, there were many bamboos that had been chopped down and the branches and leaves were cleaned.
The bamboo was chopped down soon, and the machete in her hand chopped off the branches and leaves that grew horizontally.
With a sound of "dong", the bamboos were put together and tied up with rattan. Then the branches and leaves were neatly piled up and tied up.
Seeing that there was no one around, she put the bamboo and bamboo leaves into the golden bead space, raised her hand and wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeve, put the machete into the bamboo basket and put it on her back, looking in the direction of the outer forest.
I have been busy these days. Although Ya Molian occasionally brings some wild food to the family, there are only two or three kinds of vegetables, such as potatoes, old pumpkins, and Chinese cabbage, and then pickles.
She felt that she still had to get something to eat, otherwise she would really get tired of it.
Although she is a little... uh, she is very clumsy in cooking, for a foodie, she must be the one who knows best what vegetables and fruits are available in which season.
In the mountains in March, bamboo shoots, ferns, dandelions, wild mushrooms, etc., everything can be used as a bowl of rice.
After a walk in the outer forest, the bamboo basket was full of wild vegetables. She walked down the mountain steadily and stopped when she passed a stream on the side of the mountain.
"Is the wild celery growing so well?"
Plants growing on water always grow so fast. The seedlings are just seen in the field, and the wild celery in the stream can be eaten.
Putting down the bamboo basket, she came to the creek and began to carefully pick the lush wild celery.
"Pick more, and send some to Brother Mo Lian..."
Just thinking of Ya Mo Lian and thinking that there were not many vegetables left at home, her hands moved faster.
However, before she picked much, she heard a "plop" sound, and the sound of a heavy object falling into the water sounded very close to her, followed by a cry for help.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy struggling in the water not far away. She immediately threw the water celery in her hand and rushed to save him like the wind.
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After a while, she dragged the boy to the shore panting, and both of them were already wet.
"You are... Liu Chushui?"
When she saw the boy's face clearly, Lin Caisang was surprised.
It turned out to be Liu Chushui, the youngest son of Liu Baixiao's family, the one she had hardly seen a few times, who never talked much and had a cold face that showed that strangers should stay away!
"Why are you here?"
If you want to fetch water, you shouldn't come to the stream so far from their home. There are several public wells in Ya Village. You can fetch water there. And for washing vegetables, there are several ponds near the village. Why do you need to come here?
"I... I'm here to catch fish."
Liu Chushui answered with a red face, hugging his trembling body.
"Catch fish?!"
After hearing his words, Lin Caisang's almond eyes widened, looking at Liu Chushui in disbelief.
The way he just did it, it was not catching fish, it was clearly wanting to be caught by the fish and eaten, right? Catch fish, are there any fish in this stream? Even if there are fish, can Liu Chushui, a half-grown child, catch them?