It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 260

Jiang Yan's new composting material successfully attracted the interest of Jiang Lu and his family of three.

The distant mountains were full of locusts, and without Aunt Yu coming, they were temporarily unable to find water sources on their own.

Because they had been staying at home for the past few days and their consumption was not high, Jiang Lu's family only took a small amount of water to moisten their throats, thus saving most of the water.

Jiang Yan drank more, although not as much as she normally drinks, but she was alone and there was still a shallow bottom of the water left when she brought it back.

With several rows of bamboo drums filled with water already stored in the cellar, Jiang Yan didn't have to worry about running out of water for the time being. One drum a day was enough to meet the minimum needs, and Jiang Yan used it to help Jiang Lu's family, which could last for another five or six days.

After five or six days, the half-month rain that the county government had promised would come should have arrived.

The four of them picked the time of day when the sun was not so strong and went around the village collecting the scattered locust carcasses and dust mixed with feces.

Jiang Yan pulled out a bamboo tube from her bosom, opened it, poured a little water for the three of them, and took a sip herself. "The village is almost cleared. I'm going to go clean up the fields. Do you want to join me?"

"Go ahead." Jiang Lu slowly swallowed the tea in her mouth. The land of her and her two daughters was in Hezhou Village, but her father and nephew's land was still there. Apart from other things, if she lived here, she should help clean up the land.

However, "Jiang Yan, what did you soak in the water? It tastes a little bittersweet."

"Goosegrass."

"You can also soak it in water and drink it." Zhou Xun thought about it for a moment, and soon his expression became indescribable.

Bermuda grass is a weed that can be found everywhere in the fields, but it grows better than carefully tended crops.

Ever since he could remember, he was ordered by his elders to pull it out because the roots were deep and difficult to pull out. When he was a child, he was scolded if he couldn't pull it out cleanly. If he tried to pull it out cleanly, he would fall on his butt and get his clothes dirty, and he would be scolded again.

Even though I am older now and am more adept at pulling weeds, and have crushed it many times to apply to wounds to stop bleeding, it is still hard to have a good impression of it.

"It's drinkable, it can clear away heat and relieve summer heat. But it's a cold herb, and drinking too much can hurt your stomach." Once, it was brewed too strong, and Jiang Yan felt uncomfortable in his stomach after drinking it, and he almost vomited in public.

Zhou Xun looked at the remaining rhizomes of the cowgrass that he had just pulled out from under the wall, feeling regretful. Why didn't this grass have another ability to be eaten as millet?

The sun was setting in the west, and a gust of wind blew in Dongshan Village after a long absence.

Not long after Jiang Yan and his three companions went to the fields at the entrance of the village to clean up the locusts, Zhou Huan, who was near the village road, was the first to discover that three people were rushing towards Dongshan Village.

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes and walked closer. She found that one of them was the thug from Fangge Village who she had beaten not long ago. She had no impression of the other two.

Jiang Lu had met many villagers from nearby villages, and they also felt unfamiliar with the two men.

"Looks like he's here to cause trouble." Jiang Yan muttered, bent down to pick up the hoe and took a defensive stance.

No matter how convenient it was to travel between the village entrance and home, it was still better to compost on the spot, where no one would steal. She brought a hoe with her, not only because of its long handle and sharp blade, which was useful for self-defense, but also because it was convenient for digging holes.

The three men also saw Jiang Yan and his four companions guarding the village entrance. When they were about to approach, the scoundrel made a ferocious expression and said, "Hand over all your food and drinks, or I will kill you all."

Then he pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist and said, "Ugh—Ugh—"

These three people were probably in poor condition due to excessive dehydration. They looked very listless and had dark circles under their eyes.

Because one person vomited loudly, the other two couldn't help but dry heave as well. The three people, who already had a sour smell all over their bodies, smelled even more disgusting.

Jiang Yan subconsciously took two small steps back, then caught the three people vomiting and leaned over, swinging the hoe at them one after another.

"Ah!" Zhou Huan let out a short scream, and then stared at Jiang Yan with sparkling eyes.

Zhou Xun loosened his clenched fists in disbelief: "So fast?" He hadn't even started yet.

Jiang Yan looked at the three people lying on the ground with disdain, "I just want to take advantage of his illness to kill him."

"Brother Zhou Xun, please run home quickly to get a rope. I have to stay here and keep them from waking up."