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Later, the son returned here with his wife and children, and the family continued to open up wasteland and afforestation.

The forest owner's son has seen the world outside and encouraged his father to sell these local products through online channels.

Nowadays, the economic benefits of forest farms are getting better every year, not to mention that the control of wind and sand has also achieved certain results.

"Compared with before, we have pushed back the sand line by 20 kilometers."

When the forest farm owner talked about the record, the light in his eyes was like that of an e-sports player who won the championship and won the first place in the exam.

Feng Lan was also very moved when she first heard it.

"Moreover, many elderly people in the village have no source of income. Every spring and autumn harvest, we will hire them to help in the forest farm. They can also reduce their living burden through their own labor."

Feng Lanchu quickly saw the group of old people, all of them were dark and thin, and full of energy, especially in the first place, everyone was like a strong laborer in his 30s and 40s, full of energy.

In this season, people are mainly responsible for taking good care of the Haloxylon tree, trying to keep every Haloxylon tree alive as much as possible.

In the past two days, Feng Lanchu and his party wandered around the forest farm, helping to plant and look after trees. Because it is not the season of autumn harvest and winter storage, the work here is much easier than drafting a square base.

As soon as everyone relaxed, they immediately felt the fatigue of planting grass.

Everyone had sore backs and legs, and when they lay down on the kang, they all cried out.

At this time, no one expected that Feng Lanchu would suddenly take out a bottle of medicinal wine and throw it to everyone.

"You help each other rub it, and it will be effective."

"Eh?"

Except for the Jiang family father and son, everyone was stunned.

I know that Teacher Xiaofeng is omnipotent, but I don't know that Teacher Xiaofeng also manages medicinal wine.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Feng Lanchu thought that they didn't believe her, and said, "This is matched by my grandfather. He is a famous bone setter. Don't worry."

Teacher Xiaofeng made sure of it, so there was no reason for them not to believe it, so the two of them helped each other rub the medicinal wine.

Feng Lanchu and Jiang Che also smeared the medicinal wine on their hands to signal Jiang Anzhi to lift up his clothes.

After such an inspection, it was found that Jiang Anzhi's arms and thighs were fine, but there were blood blisters on his hands, which should have come from holding a shovel when planting grass squares.

"Father, does it hurt?" Jiang Che blew on his hand.

Jiang Anzhi shook his head: "It's not broken, it doesn't hurt."

Feng Lanchu looked at him speechlessly, if the skin is broken, it is easy to get infected and pus.

Moreover, who said that blood blisters are not painful?

It's all like this, but I can't bear to say it. I really don't know why this guy is so obsessed with not saying the word in a silent voice.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at Feng Lanchu, smiled and stretched out his hand in front of her.

"Okay, help me now."

Many people treat blood blisters first by breaking the blisters and squeezing the blood out, but Laofeng’s family does not take the usual way. Their medicinal wine has the effect of reducing swelling and pain. For blood blisters like this, rub them with your hands for a while. Can be eliminated.

Feng Lan gave him an annoyed first glance, then unhurriedly rubbed the medicinal wine in her palm and covered it with Jiang Anzhi's hand.

The slippery little hands rubbed back and forth in his palms and clasped their fingers tightly, as if what was being rubbed was not his blood bubbles, but his heart.

Jiang Anzhi pursed his lips lightly, and looked deeply at the little hand in his palm, his joy was beyond words.

The room was full of Tony complaining about Brother Chen's nails being too long, and Cai Jiao complaining about Zhu Zhengkui's inaccuracy in strength. Only the two in the corner interacted affectionately.

Jiang Che, who was alone, glanced at the two of them, sighed silently, rubbed the medicinal wine in his hand to warm his father's back and slapped him wildly.