The weather has heated up particularly quickly this year. It is only mid-to-late May and the temperature has already risen to over 30 degrees.
Although the village is much cooler than the city, the temperature has risen so high that we have to turn on the fan when we eat every day.
It only gets cooler in the second half of the night, especially for the young guys who are really afraid of heat. If they want to sleep in the first half of the night, they also have to turn on the fan.
Considering that his grandfather's house also needed to be cleaned up in the summer, Song Tan resisted buying an air conditioner. Instead, he brought back a few fans and put one in each room.
This is fine, but Qiao Qiao has a very strong fan and keeps it on all night. In the first half of the night, he turns on the fan and forgets to turn it off when he falls asleep. In the second half of the night, he touches the quilt all over the bed.
He slept in the room next to Song Youde. The old couple were worried about their grandson, but when they took a look at him in the middle of the night, they realized that his stomach was blowing, which was not good!
Therefore, early the next morning, Song Youde called the siblings over:
"Tan Tan, Qiao Qiao, take your sickles and go to the village to find some rush grass. Cut a couple of handfuls and I'll make some straw mats for you."
Nowadays, every household has an air conditioner, so bamboo and straw mats are no longer used. The edges of the bamboo mats in Song Youde's house have cracked from the seal, and are splintering.
It can be used, but it's hot now and there's not much farm work to do, so there's no need to do this.
Rush…
Song Tan thought to himself: The last time I wandered around the village, I only got a handful, and they were induced.
This will be enough for making straw mats...
She pushed Qiao Qiao back: "Grandpa, it's hot outside, tell Qiao to study at home, I'll do it."
"By the way, can you lend me your tricycle?"
As he said that, he took out the key from the house and then rode on the red tricycle.
Song Youde felt distressed: "Ride slower! Don't drive my bike into the ditch."
What answered him was the sound of Song Tan speeding up.
There are still a few clumps of rush growing where we cut them last time. This thing can grow very long and big, and the place is remote and wasteland...
Song Tan gave it some spiritual energy and waited patiently for a while, and soon a large, fluffy green mass appeared in front of him.
She swung the sickle and tied up a lot of things in no time, then filled the back seat.
It was still early, so I went to the vegetable garden in the hot sun to take a look.
The cucumbers are ripe, just pick two and eat them directly!
Hold the cucumber with your left and right hands, twist it in both directions, and remove the slightly rough thorns on it, then pat it on your body nonchalantly...
Tsk, she doesn't look like a fairy at all.
When your hands feel refreshed, you can take a bite of it with a "crunch". The instant freshness permeates your mouth, and you can even feel the fresh fragrance of the cucumber in your throat.
She finished eating with just a few bites and looked down. She saw Sanbao and Sibao looking up at her eagerly.
Well, these two greedy dogs.
We ate a lot of food from the vegetable garden.
She smiled, stuffed the last remaining cucumber heads into their mouths, turned around and pulled two more cucumbers from the cucumber rack: "Eat slowly, and find a place to rest if you feel hot."
Turn around and look at the eggplants in the field.
Now some of the green eggplants are ripe, but the purple eggplants will take some time. The Chinese cabbages have been sold out, and only two rows are left. I can eat them as I please and supply my family with them.
However, the pepper seedlings planted before are now growing lushly, with white flowers and green peppers flourishing. They can be picked, but the yield is not high yet.
And cowpeas.
My goodness, this thing grows as if it's desperate, with long strands hanging down like hair, and you can grab a handful of it with just one hand.
However, Song Tan did not plan to sell these vegetables directly. She wanted her seventh cousin to bring everyone to help pickle them into sour cowpeas and then sell them.
And some dried cowpeas to stew meat in winter...
Just thinking about it makes my saliva start to flow.
Here, Old Man Li was walking back and forth in the rice field with his hands behind his back. The rice was growing vigorously, with full and lush green grains.
When the wind blew, endless green waves spread across the fields, which filled Old Man Li's heart and eyes with joy, and he even dreamed of rice flowers.
"Tan Tan," he said with considerable experience, "You planted the rice early, and it's growing surprisingly well... I think it can be harvested in June."
"Okay, I'll find someone to drive the harvester then."
Song Tan answered readily.
"You are a girl, you don't even know how to feel sorry for money.
Old man Li said to her, "There are only two fields here. Why are you looking for a harvester? A man in your family can finish the work in one day by using a sickle!"
Song Tan: …
Well, we are not without money, right
It's such a hot day, why bother
"Grandpa Li," she laughed, "My family members are working, and I'm afraid you can't help but do it too. It's so hot today, and if you get sunburned again, I won't be able to explain myself to you."
"It's okay. I'll ask someone to drive a harvester when the time comes. If you really don't want to spend money, you can pick up the remaining rice ears and other things in the field and clean them up yourself. I won't take care of it."
Old man Li was instantly surprised: "Are you really giving it to me?"
"Give!"
How many ears of rice can be picked from two fields!
But Old Man Li doesn't think so.
He showed Song Tan the rice fields and vegetable gardens, but he knew how delicious the food at home was. The cucumbers grew like that, so how could the rice be bad
How much does he, an old man, eat in a year
"Okay," he laughed, "I'll pick up the rice ears, so you don't have to send rice to my house. There's enough for us to eat."
Song Tan laughed and didn't say anything - she had the final say on whether it was enough or not.
Seeing that time was almost up, Kaka finished eating the cucumber in his hand, turned onto the cement road next to him, rode his tricycle and rushed home again.
When I got home, I saw Song Youde had spread a clean plastic sheet on the ground. He was sitting on a bench, rolling tobacco leaves one by one.
It is worth mentioning that Song Tan only planted about two mu of tobacco, but because of the spiritual energy, it grew exceptionally strong, and the yield can be said to be the pinnacle that can only be achieved with extremely good water and fertilizer management.
A total of 600 kilograms of tobacco leaves were harvested!
Once these 600 kilograms of tobacco leaves are dried in the drying room, they will become about 200 kilograms of flue-cured tobacco.
Song Youde has a treasure and walks with the wind!
At this moment, he was taking out a few roasted golden tobacco leaves, and then pinching the stem in the center of the leaves, and pulling them off with both hands, leaving only a bare stem aside.
The action was obviously done very skillfully. After a few brushes, a small handful of tobacco leaves was piled up next to it.
Song Tan stood there and looked at it: "What is this for?"
Song Youde was cheerful, his heart and eyes full of anticipation: "I'm out of tobacco, I'll cut some and smoke it first."
Okay.
When it comes to cigarettes, her grandfather couldn't be more proactive.
Look, now there’s a pile of rushes on the back seat of the car that I can’t take care of.