Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 214: 213. Chestnut orchard

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Compared with the peach orchard, the chestnut orchard appears small and low-key.

Although the four-mu chestnut orchard was impressive to Zhao Fangyuan, it was nothing in the countryside. Uncle Song Dafang's family had much more mountainous land, and his chestnut orchard was about 15 mu.

"Why?"

Zhao Fangyuan asked: "Is the division so unfair because of favoritism?"

Song Tan laughed: "No."

In rural areas, there are many rules and invisible frameworks passed down from generation to generation. If any family fails to follow them, they will be criticized by the villagers.

Everyone is a social animal, and gaining recognition from others is a subconscious desire rooted in the heart. So although these rumors may not cause serious damage, the circle everyone lives in is here, the closed loop effect, everyone is like this, so they still abide by it silently.

This is the idea of dividing the family.

The eldest son and grandson received the most because they were responsible for the elderly care. Other brothers could give money and food, but the biggest share went to the eldest son.

So the forests and fields of my uncle's family add up to 50 acres, while Song Sancheng's family barely has 20 acres. The only advantage is that they are all at the doorstep, making them easier to take care of.

However, because of Qiao Qiao, the couple did not neglect their family while working like others did. Instead, they took the best care of their fields and mountains.

Take the chestnut orchard for example. My uncle moved to the city more than 20 years ago and rented the orchard to others. Later, they found that there was no future in farming crops, so they packed up and went to work.

Look, it has been abandoned for many years.

But here at Song Sancheng's place, even though the land has been barren in the past two years, it is still much easier to manage than that of other people's land.

Just looking at the tall, strong and vibrant chestnut trees all over the mountains, you can tell that although the place is small, it cannot withstand the capacity of the trees.

She didn't know that there was spiritual energy inside, and thought that the tree would look so lush and green if it was carefully cared for.

Look at the golden cherries planted inside and outside the protective net. The green leaves densely cover half of the net, and the vines with dense and hard thorns climb upwards.

Judging from the situation, sooner or later he will be able to climb to the top of the 1.8-meter-high fence.

Egg-sized snow-white flowers with golden cores bloom on the green leaves.

If the peach forest brings people a magnificent shock, then this place is like a pure and flawless fairy.

When the golden cherry is planted, there are only a few bare stems, but after being stimulated by spiritual energy, and spring is the season when it starts to grow vigorously.

It is now growing vigorously, and when viewed from a distance, it is quite large and very shocking.

Zhao Fangyuan shouted again!

"Wow, how can there be such beautiful flowers!

!”

The snow-white petals shyly embrace the golden core, and bees buzz around in the flowers. It does not make people feel the slightest bit of fear, but instead gives rise to a deep yearning for the beautiful countryside.

Zhao Fangyuan took photos of the flowers and once again hated herself for coming here wearing only simple work pants.

She has to wear a beautiful dress to match the golden cherries!

I have already thought about which angle to take the photo from!

She would lean against the flowers, stretch out her fingers to pluck the branches, and then put her face behind the fairy-like golden cherry flowers to create a sense of layering...

“Wake up!”

Song Tan pulled the branch over to show her: "Little skirt? Layered?"

Can the skirt withstand the thorns, or can the person withstand it

Zhao Fangyuan: …

What a stubborn flower!

But she was also very stubborn: "I'll just get a little closer..."

Song Tan: …

"Take another look."

Golden cherry is not a white species. There are small thorns behind the leaves of this thing. From the flower to the stem, there is no soft part. And the lengths are different, so there is no way to guard against it.

And when she gave birth to the spiritual energy again...

In short, no matter how much Zhao Fangyuan wanted to be a fairy, she could only take two steps back now.

She just walked in frustrated.

Compared with the dense watermelon vines below the peach forest, the vines here are much sparser and cuter. But except for a few paths, soybeans are planted everywhere.

Logically speaking, since the chestnuts grow so lushly, the lighting below is not as good as that in the peach forest.

If crops are planted, they will probably just grow too tall and won't bear a good harvest.

but-

The chestnut trees here are very old and very tall. The light from below looks very beautiful when the layers are interlaced. Look at the soybean seedlings that have already grown into shape...

Zhao Fangyuan thought of the daily meals and couldn't help drooling:

"These soybeans must be very delicious and go well with rice, right?"

Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought that far yet. Right now, I just want to take advantage of her."

Now they can no longer buy fresh tofu like before. It is for that tofu that they planted this field of soybeans.

The entire chestnut forest is located on a slope of the mountain, and the further you go, the lower the terrain becomes.

In the coolest place, a few chestnut trees that grow slightly shorter than other trees block out a large area of sunlight, providing an exceptionally suitable environment for the white fungus and black fungus underneath.

Zhao Fangyuan remembered the taste of the Tremella soup. At this moment, looking at the small white Tremella flowers growing on the dark brown tree, she felt that they were small and cute no matter how she looked at them. Her food filter was already full.

Walk two more steps down and you can see nine people standing in a row on the edge of the pond at the foot of the mountain.

She had been here for two days and had heard that there was always someone working every day. She asked curiously, "Where is the weeder today?"

The soybean field looks clean and tidy. I guess Brother Loach worked very hard yesterday.

Song Tan laughed: What should I say? That's right, a worker who doesn't want to be paid, he is really easy to use, he can get whatever he wants done.

"In the fields. Barnyard grass has grown. Grandpa Li took him to the rice fields to pull barnyard grass."

This was the most hated weed when growing rice. It was almost impossible to eliminate and it also affected the growth of rice.

But now that he was free, he could tidy up the rice fields every day. As soon as the water was released in the fields, Old Man Li would go and pull out the young weeds. Today, he got some free labor, so he worked even harder.

Look, the other man was pounding his waist with a look of pain on his face, but he stood up straight with full energy, pointing at the old yellow cow in the wasteland next to him and said:

"How come this young man is not as tall as an old man like me? My cows can't stand it anymore."

OK! A guy in his forties or fifties!

These words made the losing fisherman lose his temper.

Both of them had a plastic bag hanging around their waists, which was filled with barnyard grass.

I don’t know why, but this year the old ox in Old Man Li’s family accepts everything from these fields!

What a good eater!

The agricultural channel said that the young barnyard grass is tender and nutritious, and is delicious for cows.