Only by working hard in this world will we not all die."

Nance thought about it and asked: "Is there something holding you back?"

"Have you seen those people outside?" Li Ting glanced out the window.

It was already dark outside, but the afterglow of sunset still lingered faintly over the distant mountain tops. A group of peasant women and old people who had worked hard all day, shouted in twos and threes, and rushed back to the town together.

Nance glanced at it and then looked back.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly kicked open.

"Oh, what a misfortune, my aunt is about to freeze to death." Miss Su, with a lot of dirt on her face, rushed in with a lot of wind and a lot of cold night air on her body.

She glanced at the two men in the room, then sat on the last chair next to Nance, picked up his enamel cup and took a sip of hot tea. The two men didn't say anything, so she took off her shoes.

He put his feet in front of the coal stove to warm himself and muttered: "You have to work in the fields when you are a guest at someone else's house. It really refreshed my understanding. Uncle Li, you are so curious..."

"Ha~"

Li Ting smiled lightly.

Just as he was about to speak, Li Qingxian came in from outside holding an owl, and he closed his mouth again.

"No, here you go, help it catch the lice." The girl threw the owl to Susha and walked around the house for a while, flipping through the things in the house. It seemed that she couldn't find anything she was interested in.

She frowned, showing a look of disgust, then turned around and slipped out of the door.

After she went out, the whole world seemed to be asleep, and it was so quiet that there was only the roar of the mountain wind.

"Goo!"

Doraemon shouted at Li Ting.

That aggrieved voice was ten thousand times more aggrieved than when Nance forcibly sucked it.

"Don't move!" Susha patted its little head, peeled off its feathers, and helped it catch the lice that were brought out from the chicken coop.

The lice that were unfortunately caught were thrown into the coal stove and cremated.

Li Ting put down his work, held the enamel cup and said: "The people who come to work here wake up early every day, eat breakfast in a hurry, and then automatically and consciously devote themselves to their work. Except for the occasional laziness and clumsiness, they are all good in other aspects."

It's passable. However, that is based on my tolerance. Apart from me, they have no place to make a living. There are not many of them. Counting long-term workers and some who occasionally come to help, there are always three to five hundred...

"

Nance frowned, and Susha turned her head to look at him. After a moment, he sighed and murmured: "You mean, after you leave, these people will starve to death, right?"

"I'm not boasting, but it's true." Li Ting took out the nail clippers from the glove box and cut his fingernails step by step. "Right now, many seeds are still in the research stage and are not stable enough. Without me watching, they won't be able to plant them."

Live. No details to comment on, roughly

This is the situation. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is relatively closed, and the residents are generally stupid. I can do some things in peace. Please outsiders like you do not disclose the situation to the outside world, otherwise once it reaches the ears of the four major grain merchants, this

The town is about to be in disaster."

"Don't worry, I'm pretty reliable when it comes to keeping secrets."

"I feel relieved to hear you say that." Li Ting gathered the scattered nail clippings together and threw them into the coal stove. Then he took out a box of dried sweet potatoes from under the table and chewed them with relish. "You guys should also eat some to supplement.

Work hard. There is also salt here, you can eat it with it."

Nance picked up a piece of dried sweet potato and was about to eat it.

"Gu!" Doraemon had never seen this thing before, so he thought it was something delicious and immediately opened his mouth to ask for it. Nance had to feed it a piece first, but it just held it in its mouth for two seconds before spitting it out.

On Si’s hand, “Gugu (this is poison)!”

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Nance wiped it on his clothes and tasted it himself.

It's dry and woody, and the texture is indeed not good, but when you chew it, you can taste the faint sweetness of sweet potatoes, which is not bad.

"Goo!"

Doraemon immediately started making trouble again.

The chubby body jumped out of Miss Su's arms, and an eagle flew and kicked Nance's face with its talons. Nance pressed it on his thigh with his backhand, and forced it to say "Gu Gu (you are eating my saliva)"

"Pervert)" while pulling the hair on its belly and playing with it.

Miss Su moved her chair away in disgust, not wanting to be next to this pair of weirdos who had a fetish for owls.

Li Ting watched silently, carefully dipped in the right amount of salt, and chewed the dried sweet potatoes in a low voice, looking like a polite cricket.

After chewing enough, he drank the tea in one gulp, put the cup back on the table, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth. The handkerchief was as old as the clothes on his body, but he took good care of it and was clean.

"You guys should stay here for a few days before leaving." He sat upright, chin tucked in, "Give me some time, I'll sort out some seeds and information, and let you take them away when the time comes. There are also seedlings for livestock, too.

It takes time to identify the blood kinship and distinguish it well before giving it to you, otherwise it will not be possible to cultivate it on a large scale..."

Nance listened quietly.

There is a feeling of giving last words in these words.

"By the way, Mr. Adel, how are your cooking skills?"

"not bad."

"That's good. Qinglian and Qingxian are two children who are very picky. Especially Qingxian..." When he said this, Li Ting, who had always kept a straight face, finally smiled a little, "She never

You love to eat the food cooked by your mother. This has a lot to do with the fact that my mother was a noble lady and didn't know how to cook. If you have good cooking skills, I can safely and boldly entrust them to you."

There seemed to be some movement outside the house, and Nance looked outside.

It was dark outside, a coal stove was burning inside, and the window glass was as bright as a mirror.

Due to the high temperature inside the room, the glass was covered with a layer of water vapor. He wiped away the mist with his fingers and saw a pair of eyes emerging from the window.

The moment when the firelight of the coal stove overlaps with the girl's eyes, a transparent illusory beauty is formed, which is almost heart-stopping. The girl is like a sensitive and restless cub. The next second she is discovered, her eyes

Just disappeared from the illusion.

"Is there anything?" Li Ting asked.

Just as Nance was about to speak, Susha jumped in and said, "I saw an owl flying by."

After that, she secretly kicked Nance's calf and asked him with her eyes not to mess with the rebellious girl's thoughts.

Nance thought for a while and felt that he should talk to Li Qingxian first, so he did not point out the problem and changed the topic and asked: "Mr. Li stays here and plans to coexist with the experimental field?"

"That's all."

"There's actually not much difference between you dying and you leaving. Those three to five hundred people can't live either."

"You have to give it a try."

"Why bother trying for that little miracle that is almost impossible to happen? Isn't it better to save your life and make a comeback?"

"Mr. Adel, it's getting dark." Li Ting stood up immediately and said to them, "I'm going to stay to repair the fence tonight, so I can just sleep here. You guys should go back and rest early."

"Okay, let's come back tomorrow." Nance stopped giving unnecessary persuasion.

Li Ting gave them a lantern, sent them out, and stood in the corridor for a long time.

In the quiet snowy night, the little daughter ran out of nowhere, merged into the small light, and was carried away by Nance.

That little back figure, like a suppressed dream, filled with a wonderful unrealistic atmosphere, disappeared from the field of vision.

O God...

Li Ting prayed in his heart.

Although praying to the gods might be useless, he still closed his eyes and prayed for blessings.

For the eldest daughter who suffered so much, for the younger daughter who hated him, and for his shameless heart...

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Coming out of the house, the cold air rushed from his nose to his forehead. Nance sneezed and his nose kept flowing.

This is the northernmost part of California, with a high altitude and much colder than New Yokohama. As soon as he stepped out of the heated area, his nose stung with cold, and the cold air seemed to penetrate deep into his head.

He walked down the dilapidated stairs, and every step he took made the wooden boards creak slightly.

Under the cover of the plastic greenhouse in front, a girl with long pink hair stood tall and graceful. She lowered her head and sobbed softly. Her cry gave people a cold feeling.

Nance went over with a lantern.

A cold wind blew over, causing her long pink hair to flutter.

The girl raised her head and blew her nose.

In the sight, an old man with a scarf wrapped around his nose and a hat pulled over his ears was walking slowly through the snow with an oil lamp in his hand. The small bungalow behind him had been swallowed up by darkness, giving people a feeling of desolation.

"What are you doing hiding here alone?" Nance asked.

"Hate……"

Li Qingxian muttered, and then rushed forward.

Nance felt a warmth approaching him gently. The girl raised her hands and her sleeves fell down, revealing the color of her shirt.
To be continued...