Old Zhou Tou also thought the same way. Since this business can continue, of course it should last longer. But although the vegetable garden at home is large, there are only a few vegetables in it, such as bitter vegetables and water spinach. One crop can grow again, but the family has to eat it, and we can’t sell all of it, so it’s good to plant another one.
But he didn't expect the old wife's actions to be so big, he hesitated: "That field is more than an acre, with so many plants, can it be sold?"
He glanced at Man Bao who was leaning against Qian's side, and asked, "Man Bao, did you give your mother an idea?"
Man Bao hid in his mother's arms, peeking at him secretly with his eyes exposed.
Mrs. Qian hugged her and said, "Okay, don't scare the child. I wanted to grow some vegetables. Anyway, the rice in that field has been washed away. It's useless to keep it. It's better to open it up." growing vegetables."
She originally only wanted to open half of it, after all, they might not be able to sell it.
But as Man Bao said, if you can’t sell it, you can still make it into pickles and eat it in winter.
Moreover, if you plant more, you can sell them to vegetable farmers at a cheaper price if you can't sell them all by yourself, which saves effort.
In fact, Qian has another plan in his heart. If the harvest this year is really not good, the family will definitely have to tighten their belts to live.
If you don't have enough food, you can't starve to death even if you eat vegetables. Even if you get hungry quickly, you can eat two more meals a day.
Old Zhou touched his bong and asked, "What about that kind of seed? Do you have so many vegetables at home?"
Old Zhou Tou, who had just resumed smoking for more than half a year, finally sold all his shredded tobacco cruelly for the sake of money, so now he has no cigarettes again.
Once addicted to smoking, you can only touch the bong to relieve your addiction.
Qian waved her hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry about this matter, I have my own way."
Vegetable seeds, she doesn't have them, other people's houses have plenty.
The next day, when everyone was busy, Mrs. Qian walked out along the wall and started to rush through the door.
She first went to the vegetable gardens of each family to take a look, and she knew exactly which family's vegetables were good.
Vegetables must be planted well, and the type of vegetables is also very important.
Some people grow vegetables well like this, which means that not only is the family well served, but most of the vegetables are also good.
Qian Shi slipped around, and there were quite a few seeds in his hand.
Every family has big dried leaves, tear off a piece and wrap some for her, and there will be a lot if one or two households gather together.
Someone sent Qian out of the house with a smile, and waved goodbye, "Auntie, no matter how hard my daughter-in-law feels later, I will go to you for ginger."
Qian said with a smile: "Come on, I don't know that your family didn't plant it well. When you have time later, go to my vegetable garden and dig some back to plant. If she has a stomachache, first ask my eldest daughter-in-law for some dried ginger to go back with her." Brown sugar is boiled, and the brown sugar ginger soup is very effective."
The man complied happily.
Mrs. Qian happily returned with a few small cabbages.
Zhou Zhou Lang had just hoeed the vegetable garden with his wife, sister-in-law and two younger brothers. When he looked up and saw his mother coming back with several bunches of leaves wrapped in both hands, he asked curiously: "Mother, why are there so many things?"
"Vegetables."
Thursday Lang: ...
Fang was amazed, and quietly said to Zhou Zhoulang: "Mother is really amazing, so many vegetables, everyone give?"
Zhou Zhoulang closed his open mouth, and said with a normal face: "Of course, this is our mother."
Basically, there is nothing impossible for his mother to do, just like Man Bao.
If Man Bao was not born by his mother, he couldn't believe it.
So, before Zhou Zhoulang's butt was warmed up, Qian asked Xiao Qian to take him to plow the field, "There are more than an acre of vegetables, and when will it be done with a hoe? The sun is good these two days, and the land The ground is almost sun-dried, you go to see if it is muddy or hard, if it is just right, let the fourth brother plow out the ground, and it will be much easier to break the soil later.”
Xiaoqian should go down.
Zhou Zhoulang also heard it, and felt a burning pain in his shoulder. He struggled and said, "Mother, I'll go to the field to catch insects and weed with Dad, okay, let the eldest brother come back to plow the field."
His family didn't have any cows, and he probably couldn't borrow them from the head of the village, so plowing had to be done by people. Zhou Lang hated pulling plows the most.
Pushing heavy work to her husband in front of her, Xiao Qian gave him a nod without even thinking about it, and said with a stern face: "What nonsense, come with me to the field to have a look, I have to go to school to do it later Where's the meal?"
Zhou Zhoulang said with a bitter face: "Sister-in-law, you can't just love elder brother, you also love me."
Before Xiao Qian could speak, Qian gave him a sideways glance and said: "They all have wives, so be so glib, be careful I will slap you."
When Xiaoqian married in, Zhou Zhoulang was only seven years old. The most important thing is that before they married in, they were still cousins. Zhou Zhoulang went to his uncle's house with his mother when he was very young, but he was pushed to the ground by this cousin rubbed.
As soon as the old lady spoke, Zhou Zhoulang shrank his neck and walked out.
Fang's eyes were smiling, and behind his back, he whispered to him, "Yes!"
Xiaowan is the large piece of land on the other side of the bend in the river. The local people call it Xiaowan. The Zhou family has more than five acres of land in that area, all under the name of the old Zhoutou.
When the land was distributed back then, there were very few people in Qili Village, so this good land could be distributed under his name, but it can't be called good now.
It had been sunny for several days, and they worked hard to release water. Now the water in the field was dry, and Xiaoqian hoeed it. After all, it was a field, and the soil was not loose, so it was not easy to hoe.
Xiaoqian trampled the clods of mud from the hoe, squeezed its humidity, and said: "It's time to plow, you go back and get the plow, let the fifth child pull it with you, and your second sister-in-law will hold the plow for you. I have to cook, and I will replace you when the next bell rings."
Zhou Zhoulang was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, don't hurt me, how can I teach you to pull a plow, not to mention elder brother, father and mother can beat me to death."
There are many men in their family, but the daughter-in-law never pulls the plow.
Little Qian thought it was nothing, and said: "Mother did not pull less when she was young, you should hurry up, it is best to open the land today, I will ask your eldest sister and your wife to come with hoes and loosen the soil behind, if the speed Hurry up, the seeds will be planted tomorrow."
At this time, the seeds are easy to germinate. As long as there is enough water and the sun is good, they can basically germinate in three to five nights.
After Xiaoqian explained the work in the field, she hurried to the river to wash her hands, and then crossed the bridge to cook in the school.
Man Bao ran to the kitchen right after school, Xiaoqian was about to prepare the dishes, she was relieved to see the dishes coming out, luckily there was no delay.
Man Bao rushed in and found that his bowl was not filled with food, so he hurried over to help, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
In the past, when she ran over, not only her bowl was filled with food, but Bai Shanbao's was also filled, and the food was placed on the table, waiting for the students to queue up to cook.