v3 Chapter 721： Xia Yu in the previous life was a tree (1/2)

”Awen, go to the field and call your father back.”

”Ok!”

Before Xia Yu could stop him, Xia Dongwen ran out.

Xia Yu packed up his mood and sat down again, chatting with Gu Yuedi.

He did have some things to find his grandfather Xia Xinhua in his previous life, Gu Yuedi alone could not be the master.

After a while, Xia Yu saw a dark-skinned young man entering the yard, then dropped his **** and ran in. After seeing Xia Yu, he grinned, showing a simple and honest smile.

”Mr. Xia, you are here, eh, don't stand up, sit down, sit down!”

”I just went to work in the fields, I have kept you waiting!”

”It doesn't matter, I should have interrupted your work and asked you to come back specially.”

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While talking and laughing, Xia Xinhua also sat on the table, while Gu Yuedi took three boys and one girl and four children onto a chair on the side.

Xia Yu also cleared up his mood, and asked with concern: ”Uncle, there are six people in the family now? Is there enough food?”

Xia Xinhua said with a smile: ”It's six people, they are all here. Food is OK. I can barely be hungry. It's better than other villages. After all, the clan will take care of it. There are fewer lazy people in the brigade. More food.”

Xia Yu nodded thoughtfully.

This is not the period of the household contract responsibility system. Every village has a production team, and the land belongs to the farmers. Everyone works together to eat a big pot of rice. Over time, there will definitely be more people filling up the number, and the grain output and efficiency are also lower.

I still remember that at this point in time, it has only been one year since Xiaogang Village secretly allocated fields to households, and not long after the millet was harvested, the annual grain output was equivalent to the past few years.

From this point of view, he has to add to the flames in order to better implement his plan.

Xia Yu asked again: ”Uncle, are there any fruit trees in the village?”

Xia Xinhua didn’t know why Xia Yu asked about this, but he answered truthfully: “The commune only grows 50 acres of peaches and 50 acres of chestnuts. It just opened the mountain last year and planted 20 acres of oranges. He opened the mountain to plant a variety of fruits and did not expect to sell it.”

Xia Yu nodded and asked again: ”There is a kind of orange, don't you know if you know navel oranges?”

”Navel orange? Are you talking about the one with a belly button at the bottom?”

”Yes!”

”No, but I heard that there are oranges in the next town. There are six hundred acres of forests to grow oranges. I have seen a small portion of navel oranges. I have never eaten them. I don't know how they taste.”

”Is this navel orange very popular?”

Seeing Xia Xinhua’s suspicious eyes, Xia Yu smiled and nodded, affirming: “It’s very good. I got it at the Canton Fair a few years ago. The price of selling to Xiangjiang reached 18 Hong Kong dollars per kilogram. Block or so.”

Xia Xinhua's eyes were round, and he said in disbelief: ”A catty is seven yuan?”

Xia Yu nodded: ”Yes, but there are also too few quantities. If the quantity increases, the price will go down, but if it is exported outside the mainland, it will not be a problem to sell it for a few yuan per catty.”

Xia Xinhua was breathing fast and his face flushed red, but his face turned red and black due to his dark complexion.

Seeing this, Xia Yu's mouth raised slightly.

He said this deliberately, just to arouse Xia Xinhua's thoughts.

This was after Xia Yu considered it for a long time, and found a way out for his family in his previous life and the entire Xia Village.

In the previous life, every household in Xia Village grew navel oranges, but Xia Yu's family has been in poor luck.

I started planting in 2003. My father, Xia Dongfang, was very aggressive. He planted 500 trees in the mountain. When it came to fruition in 2007, he sold a lot of money and returned half of the capital.

However, in 2008, I encountered a heavy snowstorm that was rare in a century. Due to some accidents, it was not sold for seven or eight days. The heavy snowfall came. I could still sell navel oranges for one catty and one three cents. No one came to collect the catties, most of the fruit was destroyed by the frost, and the blood was lost.

After a few years, I encountered Huanglong disease known as ”citrus cancer” and all the fruit trees died of illness.

The ones with fruit trees were sold at a high price of four or five yuan.