Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 199 Mowing the Grass

"I didn't think they were human traffickers. There are many people in Zhangjia Village and Zhaojia Village whom I don't know, and some of them I haven't seen before."

"I thought they were from Zhangjia Village and that the couple had a quarrel at home. I didn't observe them carefully."

Shen Rongshan stopped, turned around to face her, and comforted her: "This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't take it to heart."

"Even if I saw them, I wouldn't suspect they were human traffickers."

There is no writing on the human traffickers’ faces, so at first glance, no one can tell what kind of person they are.

"Fortunately, Shen Huairen is fine." Ji Wenhe liked him very much and would chat with him with a smile every time they saw each other.

Very flattering.

Then he asked, "Can we really catch all the people behind the human traffickers?"

As far as she knows, there should be an industrial chain behind it.

Those who are responsible for kidnapping people, those who are responsible for finding buyers and sellers, and so on.

It definitely wouldn't be as simple as just the two of them.

Shen Rongshan turned his head to look at the two people tied up at the foot of the mountain in the south: "It's hard to say."

"Let's go home and eat first. I'll tell you in detail after dinner."

As it got dark, there were more mosquitoes.

The manure water in the field has not been used up yet, so I have to go to the field early tomorrow morning.

After dinner, Ji Wenhe lay on the bed, waiting for him to come back from taking a shower.

She was a little worried that the two men might run away secretly.

Hearing the door open, he whispered, "Brother Shen, is that you?"

He replied softly: "It's me, wait for me a moment."

"it is good."

He sat up, crossed his legs, and rested his chin on one hand.

After a while, the three brothers came in from outside, and the two twins came into the house talking and laughing.

Shen Rongshan closed the door, propped it with a wooden stick, and walked to the bed in the dark.

Ji Wenhe couldn't wait to ask: "Why did you say 'it's hard to say' just now?"

He took off his coat, lay on the outside, and turned sideways to face her: "The law stipulates that human traffickers must be executed immediately if they are caught. There is no need to wait until the autumn to execute them."

“But not every human trafficker will be dealt with according to the law after being caught. It depends on the county magistrate.”

"County magistrate?" She lay down beside him. "You mean...the county magistrate will protect me?"

"You can't say that."

Shen Rongshan hugged her, put his hands on her back, patted her gently from time to time, and continued speaking.

"If they have a big force behind them, then when they are caught, the people behind them might use their connections to get them out."

"But it depends on whether these two people are of great use to the people behind them."

Ji Wenhe probably understood what he meant: "The people behind this will give money to the county magistrate and find a way to get them out."

"At this time, it depends on whether the county magistrate is greedy for money. I heard you mention it before. Our county magistrate is greedy for money."

"It would be fine if these two people have no connections behind them, and they can be executed directly after being convicted. If they have connections, and they can still play a big role for the people behind them, then we will definitely find a way to save them both."

Shen Rongshan patted her on the back gently and praised: "Wen He is really smart."

She didn't reply, but thought about it carefully.

"If Aunt Yang hadn't happened to see them today, they would have arrested Shen Huairen long ago. This is a blessing in disguise."

"But I don't think there are any big names behind these two people."

Even if there are, they should just be the minions under his command, unable to contact the central figures, and it is unlikely that any key information can be obtained from them.

"I don't think I can get anything out of you. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Go to bed."

Ji Wenhe responded and stepped back because he was too hot.

Shen Rongshan was helpless, he had been like this since he was a child.

No matter it is winter or summer, his body is always hot, and his younger brothers like to sleep with him in winter.

He touched her belly and covered it with clothes, then carefully moved closer to her and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

In the morning, Shen Yuanshan was making lace while watching the shop. He couldn't leave his place because people would come to buy things from time to time.

Ji Wenhe wore a straw hat and took a sickle to the vegetable field to cut grass.

The vegetables refused to grow, but the weeds grew vigorously.

"Wen He, I'm mowing the grass."

She looked up and said, "Yes, Aunt Miao, you are here to cut the grass too."

"You have to mow the fields. We have to remove the weeds before we plant the vegetables. It's only been a short while and the weeds are starting to grow again."

Miao Zhaodi carried a small stool to the edge of the field and sat down, looking at the dung bucket at the foot of the mountain.

"After mowing the grass, it's the right time to water the vegetables with manure so that they can grow well."

Ji Wenhe threw the weeds in his hand into the ravine: "I wanted to water it with manure last night, but I heard Aunt Yang shouting that something happened, so I just left the manure there without moving it."

She talked to Shen Rongshan and asked him to remove the weeds in the field where cabbages and radishes were grown and water them together with manure water.

"Aunt Miao, you said the corn was growing quite tall, but how come the corn it produced is so small?"

It's very different from the corn I saw in my previous life, at least half the size.

Miao Zhaodi bent over and mowed the grass skillfully. She looked up at the corn in her field and said, "I didn't use enough manure and water."

"The farmers grow crops at home, and no matter what they plant, they will produce big fruits. They throw chicken manure into the fields every now and then, and the vegetables grow very well."

"If you plant crops on those wastelands of yours next year, the harvest will surely be good."

Ji Wenhe replied with a smile: "Then I must be very happy, the money was not wasted."

"What's the money?" Wang Erfeng was planning to go to the field to pick beans. When she heard their conversation, she asked curiously.

Miao Zhaodi straightened up: "She was talking about her family's wasteland. We can plant crops next year."

She nodded in agreement: "Yes, we can plant it next year. There are so many chickens, ducks and geese running around in it, so we can plant it in the spring."

Feces is good fertilizer.

Ji Wenhe bought so many chickens, ducks and geese in the first place, on the one hand for them to lay eggs, and on the other hand so that he could quickly cultivate the three pieces of wasteland.

She simply didn't have the patience to raise the crops for two years before growing them again.

"We'll see next spring. If we can plant crops, we'll plant all three plots of land. If not, we'll wait a few more months and plant wheat."

"Hey, why are you all chatting here?"

"Guilan, is the village head's grandson-in-law here?" Miao Zhaodi asked.

Her house is next to Shen Zhong's house, and she can see who is coming from their family when she stands in the yard.

Niu Guilan held a piece of wild vegetable cake in her hand and took a bite: "No."

"Who did the village head ask to go to the town to call for help?"

Shen Rongshan and Shen Wenshan went out to sell goods with a cart early in the morning. It couldn't be them.

"I heard from Hongxi that they stopped a hunter outside the village and asked him to help pass on a message. It is estimated that people will not be able to come until noon."

Most of the men in the village went to the town to find work, and the rest were young. We had just caught the human traffickers last night, so how could we dare let them go to the town alone?

Wang Erfeng picked a few beans, poked her head out of the vegetable garden, and looked at the half-eaten vegetable cake in her hand: "Your family is just having dinner now."