That day, Wang Yong went up the mountain alone to send cold clothes, and did not ask anyone to accompany him.

I came to the graves of my parents, grandpa and grandma, and put the "cold clothes" and "bedding" I brought, as well as a lot of paper money on several graves, and then began to burn the cold clothes according to the procedures assigned by the aunt.

First of all, we must pour a circle of water around this pile of paper cold clothes, bedding and paper money with the water bottles brought, and leave a gap facing the grave.

In doing this, according to the aunt, you must define the place so that the things you gave can be received by your ancestors without being misled by others.

If you find it troublesome or forget to bring water, it's okay. You can find a stick or stone to draw a circle, and of course you have to leave a gap to face the grave, which is said to be able to achieve the same purpose.

After completing these things and preparing for merit, Wang Yong began to ignite the fire. These things are all paper products, all of which are very flammable, and they ignited them without much effort.

While Wang Yong casually broke a dead branch on the road, he kept pulling the burning paper money to make them burn better and faster. At the same time, he stood by and looked after carefully to prevent wildfires.

The weather today is OK, with cloudy weather and no wind. The sun appears and disappears in the gray clouds. Since the solar term is almost at the beginning of winter, the sun has long lost its former power and has become surprisingly gentle.

Fortunately, there was no wind today, otherwise so many people who burn paper to send cold clothes would attract weeds or forests if a gust of wind led to weeds or mountains and forests.

In previous years, there have been several forest fires in this mountain area. Fortunately, they were discovered in time, and most of them were extinguished in time and did not cause much damage.

There was only the most recent fire, which was the autumn of the previous year. Wang Yong was still living in the provincial capital at that time. He heard his uncle mention a few words to himself two days ago, and the purpose was to remind himself to pay attention to fire prevention when burning paper.

The fire occurred at the foot of the mountain village, a distance from Libanshan Village, which is located at the foot of the mountain. Behind the village is a slightly desolate mountain covered with weeds.

No one knew how the fire started. When people discovered it, it was around 2 pm. A villager who was about to go around the mountain and pick some dried mushrooms, fungus and other mountain products first discovered the situation.

As soon as he saw a thick smoke rising from the mountain, he immediately realized what was going on. Without saying a word, he took out his cell phone and called the village secretary, and then shouted and called the villagers to go up the mountain to put out the fire.

The mountain people have this tradition. When a fire lies on the mountain, no matter who encounters it, if you don’t threaten your own safety, you should go up the mountain to put out the fire immediately. Because this wildfire is really scary.

Haven’t you seen the horror of fires in the mountains and forests on the TV news? It’s like a big piece of fire! It won’t stop if you don’t burn for a few days or nights!

Not only does it burn until it is over, but more importantly, if the wind blows towards the direction of the village at the foot of the mountain, it is very likely to ignite the crops and houses at the foot of the mountain.

And if the trees and weeds on the mountain are burned out, then once there is a heavy rain, the villagers living at the foot of the mountain will suffer. The mudslides are quite terrifying and irresistible.

Therefore, even for their own safety, the villagers often actively participate in the firefighting operation.

That time, the entire mountain was burned out by a fire, dark and bare and ugly. Finally, a large amount of manpower and material resources were used to open a large isolation belt to block the fire.

Afterwards, the relevant government departments investigated for a long time and severely punished the relevant responsible persons. In the end, they didn't know why the situation stopped. However, they carried out more than three months of fire prevention knowledge publicity and education activities.

Until now, every summer and autumn, when the forest fires are frequent, and around Qingming Festival, you can often see fire prevention propaganda vehicles from the Forestry Bureau and the villages, carrying loudspeakers on the roof, constantly preaching fire prevention knowledge in the villages in this area.

So this time, Wang Yong was taught for half a day of fire prevention knowledge before going up the mountain, and he was dizzy and drowsy.

But today he came to send cold clothes. The fire was ignited, and he was more careful in his heart. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would really ignite the wildfire, which would be a big trouble.

Of course, it really ignited, and he was not afraid. Before it could burn, he had a way to eliminate it in the bud, and would not expand its scope because it had no time to rescue and trigger uncontrollable wildfires.

At the same time, he spread his divine thoughts and stared at other places. He didn't have to worry about triggering wildfires, but what if someone else ignited the wildfire? He could also help put out the fire as soon as possible.

Now these trees on this mountain have grown to this point, but it is very difficult.

This was when the forestry department dispatched a small plane to sow afforestation in the mid-1990s. It was scattered with countless kilograms of seeds. Then, after more than twenty years of maintenance, the scenery today was created.

If a fire is burned out, then Wang Yong will not be able to recover the green mountains here in a short while without revealing the secret of his spiritual water.

While paying attention to the surrounding situation, Wang Yong used his branches to pull the burning ashes, allowing him to burn completely under his nose, and could not keep any sparks to prevent it from rekindling.

Soon, Wang Yong burned the cold clothes and paper money, and after confirming that the ashes had been completely burned, he was worried that he would water the four piles of ashes one by one with water.

Just as he clapped his hands and was about to go home, a sudden scene in his mind made him stop his foot that had already stepped out and stood there blankly without saying a word.

Within the range of divine thoughts, he found that the two wild boars that he had been released into the mountains were not two, but two big, five, and seven very fat wild boars.

When they found them, these guys were constantly urging something to eat at the foot of the mountain with their long mouths. What attracted Wang Yong's attention was this strange thing that was urnated by the wild boar.

What is that?

Wang Yong is not unfamiliar with this thing, because it is very common in many places in the local area. Especially when he was a child, almost every household in this generation had planted this thing.

Its heads are big and small, long and short, thick and thin. The skin is red or yellow, and many of them are arched out from the bottom by wild boars. On the surface, there are clusters of frozen black seedlings, so it can no longer see its original appearance.

If Wang Yong hadn't recognized what was arched from the ground by a wild boar, then he wouldn't have recognized what it was immediately because of these seedlings that had been arched in a mess.

So what exactly is this? Why did it attract Wang Yong's attention? This is a good thing, especially for many city people.

The answer is very simple, that is sweet potato. Northerners are more accustomed to calling it sweet potato, sweet potato or sweet potato, while locals are more accustomed to calling it sweet potato.

Because the sweet potatoes grown locally were originally specially designed to produce starch-like white skin and white flesh, people are used to calling them sweet potatoes. After that, they gradually became used to it. For other varieties of sweet potatoes, they also habitually became sweet potatoes.

Of course, you have to pretentiously say that there are red ones, aren’t they also? Why aren’t they called sweet potatoes? Then the locals will definitely tell you that there are yellow ones, and so what’s wrong?

The red one is called the red-pull sweet potato! The yellow one is called the yellow-pull sweet potato. No matter what color it is, what's wrong with it?

In fact, it’s just that people are used to it, and there’s no big fuss. This situation is too common, mainly because China is too vast, the transportation in the past is inconvenient and communication is underdeveloped, so it’s not as easy for people to communicate now.

Therefore, there are many different pronunciations in Ten miles and Sanli. It can be said that there are many different names. Although the names of them seem to be too different, they are really too common and there is no need to be demanding at all.

I don’t know who brought sweet potatoes to such a place so weirdly? After thinking about it, Wang Yong was sure that this was not done by the adults. He didn’t have the adults’ job to bring sweet potatoes to the valley with such a big deal, right?

It's too troublesome. You have to cross a mountain that is not high or steep, but it is not easy to climb over. In addition, there is no water in the valley and the terrain is not good. It will rain if it rains, and it will be drought if it doesn't rain. In such a place, it won't grow crops well.

This valley is not affected by the hot springs in the village. After all, such a mountain is blocking its way and the heat is transmitted here, the impact is almost gone.

Now the weather is beginning of winter in a few days. After leaving the mountain village, the coldest temperature has dropped to three or four degrees. Even at noon during the day, the highest temperature is twelve or three degrees.

With such a low temperature, almost all crops in the north have stopped growing. Of course, the sweet potatoes underground are not dug out in time, except for being plagued by wild boars, as long as they are left underground, they will probably be frozen and rotted in a short time.

It seems that God is not guilty of not taking anything? Wang Yong felt itchy when he looked at the sweet potatoes arched out by the wild boar.

The sweet potato is put in the sun for a while, and after it becomes wilted, it is put into the pot and simmers (synonym for steaming) and eats it. It is sweet! It is so soft! It will definitely make you unable to stop eating it. When you watch others eat it, the saliva flows, and you can't stop it!

At least Wang Yong had seen people eating sweet potatoes more than once, so he suppressed the saliva secretion in his mouth and kept holding back his greed. After a while, he could feel saliva coming out at the corner of his mouth.

However, after eating too much, I gradually became less fond of this thing. But it would be nice to eat fresh occasionally. Especially my wife, I guess she is quite fond of this thing, right?

No matter what, this thing must be a good thing done by the greedy child. Maybe it was that kid Wang Meng, who is also a sweet potato.

However, many villagers nowadays have too much trouble harvesting because of sweet potato planting and field management, and the final profits are not high compared to investment, so sweet potatoes have almost disappeared in nearby villages.

Now we either go out to work and stop farming. Or we grow high-value things such as grapes or other fruit trees, vegetables, etc., and at the least it is also to plant time-saving and labor-saving corn. So it is not easy for villagers to eat sweet potatoes now.

I don’t know where this is the sweet potato seedlings that Wang Meng came from. It depends on the situation and it is not young. But this time I will be in vain. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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