The continuous sunny days after the heavy rain quickly evaporated the water from the land.
Song Tan dragged out a ground cage by the pond early in the morning and found that although there were many fish and shrimps in it, compared with how full it was at the beginning, it was obviously much better.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
At first, those fish couldn't stand the temptation of spiritual energy, but now she takes the time to spread some spiritual energy all over the mountains and plains every day, squeezing out not a drop of spiritual energy left, even in the pond...
Look, not only the fish have become naughty, but the lush aquatic plants around it have become lush and green.
Nowadays, when family members walk to the edge of the pond, they have to prepare a stick and move the grass left and right to disperse the escaping snakes.
The spiritual energy here has gradually become abundant!
No, there are ducks next to the pond in the back mountain, and the pond in front of the door now has wild ducks flying over, and the water plants are very dense.
Every day, Song Sancheng took the time to fish out two large baskets and chop them into pieces to feed the pigs and chickens.
Of course, people sometimes eat some of the young shoots of water hyacinth, for example.
And with so many fish, it would take everyone an hour to drag them back.
The seventh cousin, the seventh grandma, and Aunt Lianhua were sitting there tidying up - Aunt Lianhua's mother-in-law had recently followed Grandpa Song Tan to weave straw mats, and the old man and the old woman were all sitting there, unable to walk. Not to mention, there was quite something to talk about.
Aunt Lianhua was not paying attention for a moment, and was thrown by the fish's tail onto the back of her hand with a "snap" sound. The back of her hand, which had been cultivated to be a little white and shiny, immediately printed a red mark——
“This fish is so powerful!”
This little pain was nothing to her, and she could only look at the grass carp in her hand in surprise.
"That is!"
The seventh cousin also expressed his opinion: "The taste is getting better and better during this period."
However, the food is delicious, but everyone didn't think about anything else. Because there are often people like this in the village. They don't do anything in the fields. They just grow better than others, and the harvest is more than others.
What's the point of this?
There are still differences between people.
Moreover, they have eaten more now and are used to it, so their perception of this delicious food is not so keen.
On the contrary, Song Sancheng came down from the mountain and said to Song Tan: "Tan Tan, you and Qiao Qiao will go with me to collect soybeans later."
Qiao Qiao was stunned: "But the leaves are not completely yellow yet. Mom said that the poles and leaves and pods should be completely yellow before harvesting."
Over there in the chestnut forest, excluding white fungus and black fungus, more than three acres of land are planted with soybeans. Although the fields are a bit spindly because the sunlight is not as bright as in an unobstructed area, looking at the heavy bean pods above, it is indeed a good harvest.
And Song Sancheng smiled when he thought about the harvest that was about to be full: "It's ripe. It's so hot today, and if you don't harvest it for a day, it will turn yellow. Now you can harvest it."
"The beans are yellow now, but they haven't completely fallen off yet. When they are completely dry in the field, they will easily fall to the ground when we go back to harvest... We can't waste time picking them up again, right?"
It's not worth asking a person for this.
But if you don't invite anyone, it's quite distressing to see those beans falling on the ground.
Just take advantage of the fact that the beans have turned yellow but haven't dried to that extent yet, so just cut them back.
Moreover, soybeans can fertilize the land, and the chestnuts will definitely grow better next year! When the branches can’t stand, he will have to put up poles to support them, right?
Thinking of this bright prospect, even harvesting soybeans is not easy, Song Sancheng was still happy.
For Song Tan today, this bit of work is really not worth mentioning.
"OK."
She found two large baskets from the utility room nearby, and then called Qiaoqiao:
"You go up the mountain with dad to cut the dog food first, and I'll go to the back mountain and ride the tricycle there."
…
Qiao Qiao watches the Chestnut Garden every day and is no longer so shocked by the environment.
Song Sancheng, on the other hand, only came here every now and then, and every time he felt that the green chestnut thorns on his head were particularly pleasant.
Take another look at the golden cherry blossoms - this is not the peak fruiting period of the golden cherry blossoms, so the flowers are blooming very noisily. When the wind blows, the white petals dance like butterfly wings, not to mention how shocking it is.
He couldn't help but stop and sigh, and said sadly: "200 per catty."
"Not!"
Qiaoqiao looked at him: "Sister said the minimum is 200, but the price hasn't been set yet. And it's dried fruit. It needs to be pricked, cut, and deseeded. It takes 4 pounds of fresh fruit to dry one pound of dried fruit."
"What's that?"
Song Sancheng's behavior now is nothing like the person who was reluctant to spend money to buy these golden cherry blossoms.
"Isn't it just the money we paid to buy the seedlings, as well as the wages for hiring a few helpers to help plant them? But look, how good are these golden cherry blossoms? How many fruits will they bear by then! It's like picking up for nothing.
money.”
"I didn't pick it up in vain."
Qiao Qiao wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction: "You have obviously put in a lot of effort..."
That little effort, in the eyes of Song Sancheng, who has actually farmed, is almost nothing.
In short, he happily carried the basket and entered the chestnut garden first without fussing with his son.
…
On this side, Song Tan has already reached the back mountain.
Uncle Zhang was already a little anxious:
"Tan Tan, you have rented this mountain for several days, why haven't you seen any action yet? Do you have any plans?"
Song Tan wants to move too!
But now we are catching up with the busiest time. Rice fields are being planted and surveillance systems are installed. Peaches are about to be harvested. Watermelons and vegetables are still on sale. Soybeans are about to be ripe again...
What's more, the summer is about to start. If you hire people to work at this time, the wages are not as high as usual.
She could only wave her hand: "Don't worry, I'll find someone to make a good plan later."
I'm really looking for this.
On the other hand, the Zhang Wang family looked at the piece of mountain land next door that still belonged to them for the time being, as well as the green and entwining climbing vines on it, and they were very happy at the moment:
"My kudzu root will definitely grow well this year. Look at how strong this pole is!"
"That is!"
Song Tan was not polite, but she quietly gave her some spiritual energy, so she responded seriously: "I used some new fertilizer before - Uncle Zhang, do a good job of kudzu this year, then I will let Qiao Qiao live broadcast
I’ll help you carry it.”
"If it doesn't work, you can ask two people to help clean it up when the time comes."
Cleaning up kudzu is a laborious job, and it would be too much of a disadvantage to do it alone.
"If you can make a lot of money this time, will your children not regret it?"
No one is a saint. After hearing this, the Zhang Wang family's brows and eyes really brought out a little joy.
Seeing this, Song Tan could only sigh.
Now, the father-son family, who were once close by blood, has developed a deep-seated hatred.
She quickly changed the topic:
"But Uncle Zhang, do you really not plan to plant this land anymore? You can leave part of the kudzu for sowing, and you can make an income every year."
"No more planting."
Zhang Wangjia shook his head: "As I get older, I won't be able to do such hard work even if I earn one million."
Besides, he is working for Tantan, getting paid and eating, so he can't be busy with his own affairs every year, right? It's not like cleaning kudzu in a day or two...
