Regarding the issue of how to improve family living conditions, Yunjing thought about it for several days but could not think of a feasible solution.
Logically speaking, with his past life memories, he should be capable of a lot of tricks. However, he is too young, only one year old, and his age limits his performance.
What can a one year old do?
He staggers when walking, and can't lift his hands or resist. This is secondary. After all, many operations do not require his own hands to complete. But, again, he is too young, and no one believes what he says.
To give the simplest example, Yunjing knows that farmyard manure can fertilize the land and increase food production. If he goes to give this advice to his parents, he may not get praise and joy in return, but he may even get two slaps on the butt.
.
His ancestors have been farmers for generations. How can he change the farming experience and deep-rooted concepts passed down from generation to generation with just one sentence?
Let’s assume that my parents and family will accept the statement that farmyard manure can increase food production, but accepting it is one thing, and whether they will do it is another. After all, farmyard manure is so dirty, and the food grown by that thing can
eat?
Don't think it's incredible. With backward thinking and deep-rooted concepts, just because of a dirty word, knowing that farmyard manure can increase production but not taking action, it is not surprising that Yunjing's family responded like this.
"So a one-year-old kid can't do anything? No, he can still be naughty and cause damage. He's a naughty kid, so he can operate normally."
Skull hurts...
On an early spring morning, Yun Jing sat on the threshold of his house and stared at the sky speechlessly.
After thinking about it, he reluctantly discovered that changing his parents' deep-rooted thinking and behavior patterns could not be accomplished in a day or two or in a few sentences.
However, this family is too poor, especially after what they have experienced in the previous year, they understand the hardships of life of poor farmers. It is urgent to change the living conditions of the family, otherwise it will not be surprising that they will starve to death one day.
Don't be hasty, take your time, you will always find a way. A living person can still be choked to death by urinating. As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and even harder in the middle... Uh...
Yunjing, who couldn't think of a way out, could only hypnotize himself like this.
In early spring, it turns warm and cold.
When it's warm, it makes you sleepy; when it's cold, it's bone-chilling.
The red sun is rising, and the mountains are covered with mist.
From nowhere came the sounds of children playing, the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, and the cheerful chirping of birds on the branches...
On the roadside, in the crevices of the rocks, there are slivers of green that are particularly pleasant. They are young grasses that secretly sprout, and the dewdrops on the tips of the grass blades are crystal clear in the sun.
The curling smoke rises over the village, intertwining with the mist. It is difficult to tell which is smoke and which is fog, as if a hazy veil has been cast over the quiet village.
This scene seemed like a splash-ink landscape painting slowly unfolding before my eyes.
However, if you look closer, you will see that it is a beautiful painting of a splash-ink landscape.
Yesterday's spring rain made the roads in the village muddy, and the cow and sheep excrement mixed with the mud under the trampling. When the sun shines, the smell is simply charming.
Most of the villagers were thin and disheveled, and were dressed in rags. Even in this early spring when it was warm but still cold, many villagers only wore a single piece of coarse cloth that did not keep them warm at all, and shivered when the wind blew.
A low and dilapidated thatched house with earthen walls. The earthen walls have mottled traces of time. When the breeze blows, a few thatches from the roof occasionally fly up, and even the stones cannot hold them down...
Splash-ink landscape painting is a ghost.
All you can see are two words.
Poverty and suffering.
The splash-ink landscape painting is indeed beautiful, but don’t forget that in the final analysis, ink is black, and no matter how beautiful the picture is, it cannot deny this fact.
What people talk about all the time is this season, which can be said to be difficult for the gods.
The food of the poor farmers is always not enough to eat. After finally surviving the winter, most people's food supply may have bottomed out, but there is still more than half a year until the autumn harvest. How will they spend these few months?
Especially in early spring, when farming is busy, every day is heavy physical work. If you don’t eat well, you won’t have the energy to work. If you want to eat well, you won’t have so much food. However, if you don’t work hard, you can’t expect harvest in the autumn. This is an unsolvable problem.
Infinite loop.
What a shame...
Withdrawing his gaze, Yunjing lowered his head and looked at his little hands. Unknowingly, he had been in this world for more than a year and had done nothing. The days passed by in a blur.
Of course, he couldn't do anything he wanted to do the year before.
Yun Yu once again began to wield the hoe in the yard to turn over the vegetable patch. From time to time, she looked back at the well-behaved Yun Jing, her eyes full of maternal care.
I remember this time last year, when I was just one month old and my mother started to work after she was born. At that time, I was on my mother's back and watched her sweat like rain.
Those scenes are vivid in my mind as if they were yesterday.
time flies.
If the family conditions are not changed, Yunjing can even see the scene in the next few decades. His parents and family will repeat the same hard work day after day, year after year, working and being poor, relying on the sky to eat, and the land.
While digging, until the day they can no longer move, their lives are as clear and transparent as a glass of boiled water, and the end can be seen at a glance.
How sad.
Poor people may not have considered the meaning of life at all. They come to this world just for a formality. When time passes, not even a symbol of their existence will be left.
Inexplicably, Yunjing felt very unhappy and his nose felt sore.
He tried hard to withdraw his thoughts and not think so much. After all, there was no point in just thinking.
"You can make money quickly by doing business. Since my current physical condition prevents me from coming up with new things, doing business requires capital. My family has no money at all. At my age, it is impossible to convince my parents to take this risk."
, Stability is what they want, so don’t think about buying and selling now. Then, it’s unrealistic for me to create wealth with my own hands. It’s too small, I can’t do anything, it’s nothing..."
After thinking about it, Yunjing found out helplessly that his age and environment restricted him.
If you were born in a city, no, even in a town, as long as it is a place with a lot of people, even if you are young, you can still make money. If you are great, you can act cute to please, in order to live without being embarrassed.
But his little creek village is dozens of miles away from the nearest town, so it's impossible to get there.
As for cheating in the village?
But let's face it, most people are poorer than his, so what can they do to deceive them? And he doesn't have the heart to do that, they are all poor people, and if he tries to deceive others, he has to feed his conscience to the dogs before he can do such a thing.
After thinking about it over and over, Yunjing finally focused his eyes on his mother again. After looking at her for a while, Yunjing's eyes turned to the livestock shed where several chickens and ducks were kept.
When winter passes, the chickens and ducks are driven out of the house.
"I can't explain in words that my family will do what I say, and I'm too young to do anything. So I can only slowly convince my parents with facts. It's unrealistic to get a lot of wealth all at once, so I'll start with food."
Let’s increase the production. After all, only when you have a full stomach will you have time and energy to do other things..."
Thinking of this, Yunjing stood up and stumbled towards the barn where the chickens and ducks were kept.
There was no danger in his yard, and Yunmu noticed his behavior and didn't stop him. She probably thought her precious son was bored and went to chase chickens and ducks to play.
When he arrived at the livestock shed, Yunjing found a piece of bamboo, then used it to scoop up a pile of chicken excrement, turned around, and walked cautiously toward his mother's busy vegetable patch.
He needs to pour chicken excrement back and forth little by little and put it into the seedling nest prepared by his mother. It is not necessary to put all the seedling nests, just a part of it. If the chicken excrement is put in, the vegetable seedlings in the seedling nest will grow better than others.
, Yunjing would be "curious" and ask his parents, why do vegetable seedlings with chicken manure grow better than others?
The facts are right in front of us, and there are comparisons. We are all reminded of that. Then parents should be able to understand the wonderful uses of farmyard manure, right?
maybe……
I really can’t guarantee this cloud scene.
As long as parents understand the wonderful uses of farmyard manure, other things can slowly unfold.
However, one thing to note is that chicken droppings cannot be placed directly on the seeds. After all, this stuff has not been fermented and can easily burn the seeds.
If you don't pay attention to this, you will do bad things with good intentions.
Well, improving family conditions starts with a piece of chicken shit.
Damn it, what the hell is this?
Yunjing himself was a little bit dumbfounded.
I'm sorry for embarrassing my fellow countryman...
This chapter has been completed!