It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 282

The next morning, when Jiang Yan and Chunying returned home from the fields wearing conical hats, the elders reached an agreement on the placement of Bai Xiang and her grandchildren.

Because the boy, Mu Yang, bore a striking resemblance to Jiang Liao and Chun Jiang as children, the village decided to keep the two of them temporarily. After this winter, Bai Xiang would have to leave, but the child could remain in the village if she wished.

Jiang Yan developed a dislike for Bai Xiang, and whenever he saw her outside, he would avoid her as much as possible. In any case, within half a year, they hadn't seen each other again.

As for reconciliation, she couldn't even think about it. If it weren't for the kindness of the village elders, she wouldn't know how long she could have lived with that destructive intention.

For the next ten days, Jiang Yan was busy with everyone in the mountains and fields.

On this day, several veteran farmers gathered around Jiang Yan's fertilizer pile after watering the fields.

Since they heard that Jiang Yan used locust corpses and locust excrement as compost raw materials, they were surprised and very curious about the fertilizer effect.

During the process, Jiang Wang helped Jiang Yan, who was not very familiar with the process, to turn the pile over twice. Due to the high temperature and the fact that the interruption was not too much, it has now been fully fermented in just over a month.

Where is this new fertilizer used?

Everyone was talking about it and wanted to sow it in their own vegetable garden.

We all planted millet together. If the millet didn't grow well due to problems with the fertilizer, I don't know how regretful and sad we would be.

But the vegetable garden is different. This is grown at home. If the crops are not good, the worst that can happen is that you can eat less or pick some from other people's gardens. At worst, you can dig more wild vegetables from the mountains. At least you won't go hungry.

Jiang Yan's application to be the owner of the manure pile was directly rejected. Grandma Juhua said righteously: "Jiang Yan, you are still young and need to grow. It would be bad if the vegetables don't grow well and there are not enough to eat because this fertilizer doesn't work.

We, a bunch of old men and women, don't eat much, and we know how to use fertilizer better than you young people, so we should give it a try. Don't worry, we'll tell you the results after we try it."

Jiang Yan was speechless.

Seeing several elderly people in their sixties and seventies vying to expose each other's past unreliable behaviors, Jiang Yan quietly reminded herself that there was a super small fertilizer pile in her yard.

How could composting people not be among the first to use it? Moreover, this fertilizer is hard to come by, and once it is used up, it will likely not be reproduced for several years.

Another half a month passed, and Jiang Fu, who was on leave, finally returned to Dongshan Village with Aunt Yu Qian, and brought a new Huang Ji to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan took Huang Ji's hand and unfolded it, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. "It's completely clean. There's nothing there."

The native place documents of Northern Jin would indicate the name, gender, date of birth, native place, family situation, occupation and property.

If a person was reduced from a good citizen to a slave, the information of the master and the details of how he became a slave would be filled in the blank space reserved in the yellow book, and then a cinnabar-colored slave/maid seal would be printed on it, which was very glaring and ugly.

Because of the power at that time, all the people in Dongshan Village were reduced to slavery without their knowledge. The original yellow register was not submitted to the county government to update the information, but a new version was directly issued.

The details of being forced into slavery turned into a voluntary request for asylum. After Jiang Yan read it through, she felt so disgusted and powerless that she could only hide it at the bottom of the cabinet and never see it again.

I didn't expect that there would be a day of "restoration". There is no need to change the name to avoid it. Jiang Yan is still her name.

Jiang Yan jumped up and down in excitement. When she calmed down, she remembered the difficulty of this matter and asked Jiang Fu worriedly, "Uncle, how did you do this? Did it cost a lot?"