During the period when Zhang Ran was gradually recovering, many guests also came to the courtyard of his home, most of whom were neighbors who came to visit after hearing the news.

When these neighbors with good relationships with Zhang Ran’s family came to the door, most of them brought some things like corn or beans, ranging from one or two kilograms to three or five kilograms. Although there were not many things, Zhang Ran really felt the kindness in it.

Among these neighbors, the one who impressed Zhang Ran the most was Zhang Meng's family next door. Good guy, the family brought half of the bag of corn, which was dozens of kilograms, and filled a small half of the rice jar at Zhang Ran's family in one go.

It is precisely the help of these kind-hearted neighbors that greatly alleviated the Zhang Ran family's lack of food, and also allowed Zhang Ran to eat at least one meal of millet porridge every day, without having to boil beans every meal.

Of course, not every visitor is kind-hearted. For example, the old man, the patriarch Zhang Li, who was also abominable son Zhang Qi, came to the door on the third day after Zhang Ran woke up. However, unlike those neighbors, these two people came empty-handed when they came, without even a grain of rice.

Zhang Ran obviously felt that these two guys were fake to visit him, and it was true to see whether he died or not.

Zhang Ran even owes a slut for such a bastard who will only take advantage of the situation, find ways to gain benefits, and try every means to seize other people's property.

But Youdao is to stretch out your hands and not hit people with a smile, so despite the disgust in his heart, Zhang Ran still responded patiently and politely before sending the two men with ulterior motives away.

However, this Qiu Zhangran was kept in mind. He made up his mind that he would return it a hundred times as soon as he had the chance.

On a clear morning in mid-March, Zhang Ran ate a little millet porridge made by his mother, and then took advantage of the fresher air and slowly strolled around the yard as usual.

But before taking a few steps, a faint voice came from his ear:

"Ran'er? How many times have you told you that the yard is windy and you are just getting better. Don't always stay in the yard. Go back to the house!"

It turned out that Zhang's mother, who had just come out of the kitchen, couldn't help but frown and scolded her when she saw Zhang Ran walking back and forth in the yard.

"well!"

Zhang Ran was no longer able to complain about Zhang's mother's idea that patients always thought that they could not see the wind and could only stay in the house. She was no longer able to complain about it.

However, Zhang Ran also knew that Zhang's mother's original intention was for his own good, so she didn't dare to talk back, so she hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back to the house now!"

After saying that, Zhang Ran hurriedly took a step and walked into the house in a row.

Seeing that his son was returning to the house honestly, Zhang's mother frowned and couldn't help but relax, and a smile appeared on her face.

Then, Zhang's mother stood there and hesitated for a moment, and suddenly stepped into the house with Zhang Ran.

"Ran'er, when Amu and Sui'er are about to go out, you can stay at home honestly, don't run around, do you know?"

While speaking, Zhang's mother turned around and came to the corner of the wall outside the thatched hut. She grabbed an old stone hoe and carried it on her shoulders, picked up a basket and collapsed on her arm, and raised her feet to walk towards the yard.

At the same time, seeing this, my sister Zhang Sui'er silently picked up a smaller stone hoe next to her, carried a small basket, followed her mother and walked outward.

Seeing this scene, a bad premonition suddenly flashed in Zhang Ran's heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Mother, are you... going to work in the fields?"

"Yes, brother! My mother and I are going to weed in the fields. We haven't gone to the fields to work for more than half a month. Now there are a lot of weeds in the fields. If we don't weed, our land should be deserted! We should have been weeded a few days ago, but my brother's health has not yet recovered, so it has been delayed for a few days. Now that my brother is cured, he has to go to the fields to work as soon as possible!" Before Zhang's mother could speak, his sister Sui'er turned her head and smiled sweetly and explained to Zhang Ran.

Well!

After hearing my sister's explanation, Zhang Ran suddenly remembered that this era was not a modern society where fertilizers and pesticides had been basically popular in later generations. Instead, it was an ancient farming era that relied entirely on manpower. Ordinary farmers had to work frequently in the fields.

Although I understood the causes and consequences in my heart, I saw the little girl carrying a stone hoe that was extremely inconsistent with her body proportions on her thin shoulders, and her tone was like a little adult. Zhang Ran suddenly felt a little blocked in her heart and her nose was sour. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

If the 10-year-old child had been in his age, he would be at the age of being afraid of breaking and holding it in his mouth, and he would be filled with love and a body of love. Not to mention going to work in the fields, under the care of his parents, he would feel very distressed if he was touching some soil on his body. But what about his sister? At a young age, she had to shoulder the responsibilities that should not belong to her and share the burden of part of the family.

This should be the responsibility that originally belonged to "Zhang Ran"!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ran immediately stood up, walked to the mother and daughter in three or two steps, picked up the only hoe left, and rushed to say, "Since I'm going to go down the ground, then I'll go too!"

"No!" As soon as Zhang Ran finished speaking, his mother Zhang Li refused sternly: "Ran'er, your illness is just a little bit better. Let's take a rest at home for two days first. Moreover, weeding is not too tiring. It's okay for Hui'er and I to go, so don't join in the fun!"

"My mother, don't you think I'm fine now? Don't worry, I know my own body best, nothing can happen! Moreover, I just go and have a look. If it really doesn't work, can't I come back? Besides, it's not a big deal for me to lie down like this! Even a good person will be ruined. It's better to go out and exercise your muscles, as it may be better than to get better and faster."

After saying that, Zhang Ran stood beside the Zhang Li family and his daughter without saying a word, and acted as if I would not let me go, and I would have to go.

Seeing this, Zhang Li couldn't help frowning, and found that his son's attitude was extremely firm and it was difficult to persuade him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, I'll follow you! However, let's talk about ugly things first. You are not allowed to show off when you get to the field. If you can't stand it, you must get back honestly for the mother!"

When Zhang Ran heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay! You are my mother, you are the oldest, and your son will listen to you!"

"Well, let's go! Let's go while the weather is not too hot yet, let's set off!"

With Zhang Li's order, the mother and son carried hoes, carried vine baskets, walked out of the yard, and set out in the direction where their fields were...

...

Shangyuli, where Zhang Ran is located, is located at the foot of Mount Li, south of Fenghuangyuan, and is a prominent part between Xinfeng County and Baling County. Although the capital is located in Xinfeng County, in fact, in terms of geographical location, Shangyuli seems to be closer to Baling County.

Shangyuli (Zhangli) is not too big, it is built along the mountain. There are only a few dozen families in the whole area. A small river called Qingshui winds through the west side of the village, and the Zhang Ran family's fields are near the coast east of the river.

Walking slowly along the mountain village path, more than a dozen thatched huts on both sides scattered in an orderly manner on both sides of the road. From time to time, waving insects and frogs came from the surrounding plants and trees, making people feel as if they were in a beautiful rural painting.

In this era of vast land and sparsely populated, human footprints cannot be compared with later industrial societies, so the sky here is very blue and the grass is particularly green. Even the air you breathe is particularly fresh while walking.
Chapter completed!