It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 247

Jiang He and Jiang Ju have been busy these two days since they came back, helping Jiang Yan work in the fields whenever they have time.

Although they were only two or three years older, they had much more experience in farming and were more energetic. Before leaving, they cleaned up half an acre of land.

Jiang Yan followed behind, applying fertilizer and planting beans, and felt that life suddenly became much more relaxed.

Jiang Yan took advantage of this brief break to run to the back mountain and search in the forest where he had picked up the cliff fruit seeds before. After spending most of the day, he finally found three newly sprouted cliff fruit plants among the layers of dead branches and leaves.

She dug them out with soil very carefully and transplanted them to the back of the yard at sunset.

This is a treasure that can generate sustainable income, and she has long wanted to take it home and protect it closely.

Jiang Yan did not miss out on the mature guava trees in the mountains. She plucked many tender leaves and planned to stir-fry them to make up for the lack of vegetable variety.

Because of the key to the courtyard gate brought back by Jiang He's uncle, Jiang Yan can now enter and exit the courtyard gate freely and no longer has to climb over the wall carrying heavy objects.

She was very happy, but she woke up two or three times in the middle of the night with inexplicable melancholy.

As the weather gets warmer, water consumption increases. Jiang Yan becomes dissatisfied with the increased frequency of fetching water, but does not want to save water either.

In addition, after hearing the horror story from her uncle Jiang He about someone in the village who was killed by a brown bear while alone outside, with only his remains found, she always felt insecure that she was being attacked from behind, no matter whether she was washing by the stream or the well.

Jiang Yan thought, it would be nice if there was a constant flow of water in the yard.

However, she was unable to dig a well in the yard by herself, and it was impossible to invite a master from outside. Jiang Yan had no choice but to divert water.

Between the two methods of mechanical water diversion and gravity water diversion, Jiang Yan knew which one to choose without hesitation.

The next morning, Jiang Yan came back from "inspecting" the fields, quickly finished his breakfast, and walked towards the back mountain carrying his hoe.

One side of her courtyard is actually close to the back mountain, and the west wall goes all the way to the smooth rock wall of the mountain.

Because of concerns about falling rocks from collapse, houses were built three meters away, and the small open space in the middle was reclaimed for use as a vegetable garden and for a chicken coop.

It's just that Jiang Yan had been in poor health before, and for other reasons he could only maintain the output of the two small vegetable plots in front of the house. The land behind the house was gradually abandoned, and he no longer raised chickens.

Jiang Yan stepped on the rocks at the back of the mountain, pushing aside the tangled branches and weeds, and could see her home below. Looking further, half of Dongshan Village was in sight.

After looking at it, Jiang Yan let go of her hand and turned to walk up the mountain. She remembered that there was a stream nearby. To be more precise, it was a waterway about 30 centimeters wide, flowing with the mountain water.

She plans to dig a branch out of the terrain to divert some of the water toward the mountain wall and then into her backyard.

After climbing for about another quarter of an hour, Jiang Yan finally saw a two-square-meter pool of water.

"Spring water" seeps from the mossy crevices of the rocks, gathering into a gurgling stream and sinking into the pool. Beneath the fallen leaves swept by the ripples, the water is crystal clear.

Jiang Yan stretched out a finger and dipped it in. The water was cold, even a little bit biting.

Here it is.

Jiang Yan wiped off the water stains, picked up a hoe and started to clear the pond.

The water in the pond immediately became turbid and the fish were frightened.

The silt piled up at the bottom of the pool was thrown out. Jiang Yan looked at the fertile silt and regretted not carrying the worn bamboo basket up.

After cleaning the pool, Jiang Yan went down along the waterway to deepen it.

About five or six meters away from the selected landing point, Jiang Yan began to dig a new ditch on the mountain path.

The ditch is about fifteen centimeters wide, but over twenty centimeters deep. Because there are many dense gravels, Jiang Yan had a hard time digging.

Once the last barrier to the waterway is broken, part of the water will slowly flow into the ditch along the terrain and then head towards the end.