The Dong family has a total of more than 30 acres of farmland, including both fertile and secondary fields, and mostly ordinary fields.
There are only five acres of fertile farmland, nearly ten acres of secondary farmland, and the rest are ordinary fields with average output.
The annual yield of an ordinary field is about one stone and a half per mu. This is the yield per mu that can only be obtained when the weather is good, there are no major natural disasters, and the court is not at war.
The yield per acre of fertile land will be higher, about two dan and a half dan. If you take good care of it, you might get two and a half dan.
However, Dongjia has never planted it.
For secondary fields, the yield per mu is often very impressive. One stone is already good, but sometimes it is less than one stone.
Although it was said that when the Dayue Dynasty allocated land to the people, it was said that there were eight acres of cultivated land and two acres of vegetable land, but the amount that actually fell into hands was really not that much.
Because the place is so big and the population is constantly growing, how can there be so much land to divide it?
Moreover, most of the land in a village is in the hands of Mr. Xiang Kun. The court cannot forcefully let people give up the land that they have been allocated through legitimate channels, right?
However, the imperial court did not have no solution, which was to open up wasteland.
Opening up wasteland will be tax-free for the first three years to show the court's encouragement.
However, the common people have no idea whether this land reclamation is really possible?
Although the terrain of Xiaowan Village is still good, there is a small hill to the north, which is actually very suitable for land reclamation and farming.
However, the few who actually went to open up wasteland were all having a hard time and their families really had no fertile farmland. They could only try to open up wasteland, so they went there with all their might.
The Dong family has not yet reached this point. The family can still afford to support two scholars. The whole family has enough food to eat throughout the year, and it is not said that any child has starved to death.
So, land reclamation?
That won't work. As soon as this topic was brought up, Mr. Dong just waved his hand and disagreed.
In summer, the work in the fields is nothing more than watering, catching insects, and fertilizing.
There is very little fertilizer in the farmyard. It is just the excretion of these people in the family, plus the excretion of a few chickens and ducks raised at home. After retting, it is poured into the ground, of course into the fertile fields. The yield per mu can be increased by one bushel.
It’s a bucket, but an extra liter is also food!
Today, many people are retting manure, so the smell in the fields is really not very friendly.
Dong Nuan directly activated the Turtle Breathing Skill and slowed down his breathing as much as possible, just not wanting to inhale these unfriendly smells.
"It stinks, it stinks, I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it." As soon as Dong Yao came to the field, he stopped doing it when he smelled the smell.
Although he didn't wink, he also knew that the crops should not be stepped on because he had stepped on them before and was beaten by Old Man Dong when he carried them over.
After being beaten twice, I learned a lesson, and now I don’t dare to do it anymore.
Therefore, he only dared to stomp his feet on the edge of the ridge.
What else could the Dong Wu family do?
Naturally, she coaxed him: "Okay, okay, don't do it, don't do it. Yao Bao goes over there and sits under the tree. Your three sisters are here. There is no need for you to go to the ground..."
After Dong Wu finished coaxing her, she was ready to turn her head and let Dong Nuan do more.
Although Old Man Dong did not assign tasks to each family, he probably divided them into groups. Their group did less and they would definitely be scolded by Mrs. Dong in the end.
But when Dong Wu turned her head, she only saw Dong Zao and Dong Peach, who had rolled up their trouser legs and entered the ridge. Dong Nuan had disappeared.
Seeing this, Mrs. Dong Wu's face suddenly darkened, and she murmured in her heart: Where did the dead girl go?
Although Mrs. Dong Wu felt that Dong Nuan was suddenly not easy to control, she also thought that maybe she was wronged yesterday, so she dared to talk back. She could just give him a few more words.
After walking around twice, I finally saw someone near Uncle Dong's house.
Seeing Dong Nuan and Dong Ya getting together, seemingly eating something, Dong Wu's face became even more ugly.
"Nuanya, there is so much life in the fields, why are you trying to be lazy by running so far?" Mrs. Dong Wu thought, and raised her voice louder so that the whole family could hear it. She didn't believe that Old Man Dong didn't care.
She couldn't control it. There were elders above her, and there was always someone who could suppress Dong Nuan.
After the winter warms up, I really am not helping Uncle Dong’s family with work, but going to the fire to lure Dong Ya.
Dong Nuan doesn't feel guilty at all for deceiving a child. Who is not a teenager anymore?
Moreover, Dong Nuan coaxed the other party to go to Gong Huo and let the third brother Dong Ya study. How could this be a lie?
Dongya's third brother really goes to school and becomes a scholar. It is not Dongnuan who will take advantage of the good life, but Dongya.
How can a person's future be called cheating?
When Dong Wu called her, Dong Nuan narrowed her eyes and smiled at Dong Ya: "If there are more fruits, let's eat them together."
Dong Ya happily gnawed on the rhubarb and apricot. After listening to Dong Nuan's words, she was so beautiful that she couldn't see her eyes. She kept nodding her head: "Don't worry, Sister Nuan, I will definitely perform well!"
After Dong Nuan finished speaking, she nibbled apricots and walked towards her home. Passing by Mrs. Dong, she handed her two apricots: "Filial grandma and grandpa, the apricots in the mountains are so delicious."
The meat is tender and juicy, but it’s also sweet and has no sour taste at all.”
Dong Nuan left after saying this, not allowing Mrs. Dong to say another word.
Moreover, people with short hands held two big yellow apricots in their hands. Mrs. Dong couldn't say those scolding words.
In the end, he could only purse his lips, hand one apricot to Old Man Dong, and carefully put the other one into his pocket.
Mrs. Dong prefers Uncle Dong, and naturally also prefers the twin sons born to him, so she is reluctant to eat the apricot herself and saves it for the two children.
The two children are still young, only three years old now. Aunt Wu Dong usually puts the children in baskets and puts them under a tree not far away when she goes to the fields. She feeds and waters them from time to time and looks at them a few times to avoid getting lost.
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Mrs. Dong thought that after she finished drying the ridge, she went to feed the two children an apricot to sweeten their mouths.
There are not many houses with fruit trees in the village, at least there are only two in Dongnuan.
The two squires must have it at home, but they cannot let the villagers eat it.
Other families and their own children don't have enough to divide them, let alone them.
Children can also pick some wild fruits at the foot of the mountain, which will be sweet.
Mrs. Dong didn't even have time to ask where the Dongnuan apricots were picked from. They were so big and looked so tender.
If there are a lot of them, they will be picked back. Otherwise, what if they are left there and picked by others?
There were so many thoughts in her mind that when she was catching bugs, Mrs. Dong was distracted.
The Dong Wu family and others watched helplessly as Dong Nuan bit into the golden apricot flesh and stuffed two apricots into Mrs. Dong's mouth.
After Dong Wu suffered yesterday's loss, she didn't dare to yell loudly. However, after Dong Nuan came back, she had a long face and complained in a low voice: "Such a good apricot, I don't know how to save one for Yaobao, just know that I