Mrs. Li is a particularly pertinent old lady. She came to greet the New Year in the snow, and she gave them meatballs and fried fruits, just not mentioning the leek box that she was preparing to make.

Of course, the filling was only prepared at that time.

I baked five leek boxes, and ate one for each person. Add some chopped flakes to the remaining filling to make dumplings.

The custom of Dalizi Village is to eat meat dumplings on New Year’s Eve and vegetarian dumplings on the first day of New Year’s Eve, and avoid meat dishes.

Li Po Zi is good at craftsmanship and is willing to add oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Even a plate of vinegar and cabbage is delicious, and finally comforts Li Xingxing's extremely lonely heart.

On the third day of the Chinese New Year, the snow stopped.

Li Dazhu organized everyone to transport snow and store water for spring plowing.

There is a reservoir at the foot of Wutong Mountain. Last spring, summer and autumn, the reservoir dried up. However, two consecutive heavy snowfalls in winter, and some water accumulated. The earth's veins were moistened, and the Phoenix Spring began to gurgle again.

However, everyone still dare not be optimistic.

They eat at the weather and when the weather is good, they are all happy. However, when the wind and rain are not smooth, everyone has to use their brains to prevent in advance and try to improve their living environment.

Li Xingxing showed admiration to Li Dazhu, who was in charge of shoveling snow.

If she remembers correctly, the old man once read the book: In the next eight months, the entire China will continue to flood in the south and drought in the north, and frost will occur in the north and south, but by the autumn harvest, both flooding in the north and south, especially in the eastern region, from the three eastern provinces to the south, from Minyue to the west, and from Henan and Anhui, there will be continuous typhoons and heavy rains, and countless disaster areas will be affected, which can be said to be without harvest.

A major disaster and a disaster, no harvest, is really not something that can be described in just a few words.

Therefore, the more than 100 tons of grain donated according to the old man's order is just a drop in the bucket.

Li Xingxing poured the snow shoveled from the roof and ground into the holes near the cultivated land, and the holes were distributed in a relatively scattered manner, one in the east and one in the west, not dense, and couldn't help but wonder: "Mom, why pour the snow into the hole instead of the reservoir?"

Li Xiuhong was also among the working people. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Silly child, that's a cellar!"

"Cellar? A cellar where radish, cabbage and leeks are stored?"

Cuihua, who shoveled snow with Li Xiuhong, laughed: "I am a city man. I don't know how hard our farmers work! The cellar is a cellar for water storage. Our Dalizi Village is a mountainous land, and the soil is poor. It requires water when farming, but it is not very convenient to transport water. When your grandfather was young, he organized everyone to dig a cellar for water storage. After your uncle became the village chief and team leader, he organized us to dig ditches. When water was flooded, he was used to store water in the cellar, and when dry, he used water to water. For decades, relying on the water stored in winter and various rainy seasons, our Dalizi Village has survived several severe droughts."

It didn't rain for most half a year last year, especially during spring plowing. It was because they didn't see a drop of rain. The reason why corn and sweet potatoes were harvested was that they used the water stored in the cellar.

Without water, sweet potato seedlings and corn will not grow and sprout, let alone sweet potatoes and corn.

Li Xingxing was even more strange: "Why didn't the first snow store water?"

"Who said that you didn't store water? You and your mother were not at home at that time. We were busy for two days!" Cuihua said, spitting into her palms, holding the shovel tightly, and shoveling the snow piece by piece onto the flatbed truck.

It is related to the harvest of the next year. Even lazy people are whipped by their families to work.

There is not enough iron shovel, and wooden shovels are still in handy. They pull carts and push carts by people, and they are all busy.
Chapter completed!