Bai Honghai said: "Yi Xiu, you can carry the rest to the foot of the mountain tomorrow and move it back home after it gets dark."

If you have such good food, of course you can't waste it, and you have to carry it home.

With these sweet potatoes, at least the Bai family, a family of more than 30 people, can eat well.

Bai Yixiu nodded, "Well, don't worry, leave these small things to me. In addition, we transported sweet potato seedlings to the animal husbandry team today. I guess Old Man Yang knew that we might have planted sweet potatoes on the mountain."

Although Old Man Yang is easy to get along with, who knows if he will report the news?

Bai Honghai was not worried at all when he heard this, "If it were just Old Man Yang, then he would not be afraid. He is a lonely man and has a good relationship with me. I usually take care of him.

Then, you can bring him a sack of sweet potatoes and let him hide it. He will never talk nonsense outside, so don’t worry.”

A group of six people went down the mountain carefully. When they arrived at home, it was already past one o'clock. All these sweet potatoes were placed in the cellar of Bai Honghai's house.

When I am free, Bai Honghai will give you some more.

However, before leaving, they were given two big sweet potatoes, each of which was three or four kilograms, enough for a meal for the whole family.

Everyone was very tired and did not delay, and quietly returned home.

The thought of food in winter makes everyone full of energy.

When I woke up in the morning, Bai Yixiu nodded to Sun Yingying, "I dug one piece last night, and we will dig another piece during the day today. In addition, there is no need to hide it from Grandpa Yang. My uncle said that when the time comes, I will give Grandpa Yang a bag of sweet potatoes and salted marinated to keep it confidential."

"Okay, there are so many sweet potatoes anyway, give them to two bags." Sun Yingying actually has a good impression of Old Man Yang. Usually, Sun Yingying has something to do, so he has done Sun Yingying's work.

Such an old man deserves respect. Now there are so many sweet potatoes, Sun Yingying is willing to share them with Old Man Yang.

Bai Yixiu nodded, "Okay."

Today is another busy day. The sweet potato seedlings were carried back and gave Grandpa Yang half a bag of sweet potatoes. Even though Sun Yingying had planned to give them two bags before, she still had to give them one after another.

Old man Yang accepted it and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know what to say and what not to say. These sweet potato seedlings are good things, don't waste them, get them all. As for sweet potatoes, just give me some, don't give them to me anymore."

Of course, it is not wild, but it must have been carefully planted by Sun Yingying.

However, Old Man Yang also understood that after all, Sun Yingying earned not much centimeters, and when the village was worth it, it was estimated that it would not be much.

Sun Yingying smiled and said, "I don't hide it from Grandpa Yang. I planted those sweet potatoes. After planting a few small pieces of land, I thought that if I don't have enough food and I can still have sweet potatoes, my sister and I won't go hungry."

Old man Yang smiled and said, "Haha, I understand, I understand it. Don't worry, this matter is up to me, I won't talk about it. They won't come until the busyness ends."

When Sun Yingying heard Old Man Yang say this, she said gratefully: "Thank you Grandpa Yang for reminding me that I will dig it before the busy farming ends.
Chapter completed!