"Linlin, you watch Mengmeng at home, Shujie and I will go to the mountains to have a look." Cao Jianguo heard what his daughter-in-law said and said proactively.
Cheng Xiaolin was a little worried when she heard what her father-in-law said: "Dad, if it really rains and the road is difficult, I'd better go."
The last time it rained heavily at night, her father-in-law and her husband went to the orchard. When her father-in-law came back, his foot was sprained. Cheng Xiaolin was still a little worried.
Cao Jianguo seemed to know his daughter-in-law's worries. He waved his hand and said, "Last time, the road was too bad to walk. Shujie has built a road now. Shujie and I rode a tricycle up there, and nothing happened."
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"Shujie, you and our dad should wait a little longer. If it starts to rain, come back as soon as possible." Cheng Xiaolin warned them.
Cao Shujie nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."
The two of them took tools and rain gear and rode an electric tricycle to check the situation in the orchard on the mountain. After a quick circle, they released enough fodder and feed for 50 calves. No other major problems were seen. They took advantage of the opportunity.
It didn't rain, so they hurriedly rode back.
Originally, they planned to go to the county shopping mall to look at home appliances today, but due to the terrible weather, Cao Shujie and Cheng Xiaolin did not go and stayed at home with Mengmeng.
The little guy took out a comic book "Journey to the West" with a musty smell from nowhere. He walked up to Cao Shujie, opened the comic book, pointed to one of the illustrations with words and asked him: "Dad, this is
what?"
Cao Shujie was fiddling with his cell phone. He looked at the screen and had trouble talking about it. Just as he was thinking about how to tell his daughter, Mengmeng turned around and went to find his mother with the "Journey to the West" comic strip.
This operation made Cao Shujie look confused.
Before he knew what was going on, he heard Mengmeng say to his wife: "Mom, I don't know how."
"What about your father? Let him tell you." Cheng Xiaolin said.
But Mengmeng then said: "Dad doesn't know how either."
"Huh?" Cheng Xiaolin turned to look at her husband in surprise, and said, "Mengmeng, your father is a fool, he doesn't understand anything."
"Well, dad is an idiot." Mengmeng nodded and repeated.
This made Cao Shujie very embarrassed. He quickly stretched out his hand to greet his daughter: "Mengmeng, come here and I will tell you."
Mengmeng stood motionless beside her mother, and Cheng Xiaolin said to her: "Go ahead, your father will definitely tell you."
The little guy then came to his father with the "Journey to the West" comic book and opened the book. It was no longer the same page.
"Dad, what is this?" Mengmeng asked curiously.
Cao Shujie looked at the illustration in the comic book, which was a stone shining on the top of a mountain. He said, "This is Monkey King, when Monkey King is about to be born."
"Ah... Monkey Sun jumped out of a stone?" Mengmeng asked: "Then I also jumped out of a stone?"
Good guy, this can draw inferences about other cases from one instance.
Cao Shujie thought to himself that this was a matter of having a child, but it was a big project, so he had better not tell his daughter about it.
He gesticulated and said: "A long time ago, there were many gods in the sky..."
The stories told by Cao Shujie went beyond the scope of comic books, and Mengmeng listened with great interest.
While telling the story, Cao Shujie lost track of time. Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside, and then raindrops fell on the glass, making a crackling sound.
Then the sound of rushing water came.
"Boom"
Before the lightning struck, thunder rolled in from afar, and then there was a "crack" sound, and a bright light flashed across the dark sky, as if it was about to tear the sky into two halves.
"It's raining a lot." Cao Jianguo said worriedly.
He was still a little lucky that he finally got all the corn back yesterday.
If it hadn't been confiscated yet, in today's situation, we wouldn't be able to enter the fields for at least a week.
Mengmeng suddenly saw such heavy rain, coupled with lightning and thunder, she was startled, and quickly got into her father's arms, covering her ears with her hands, and timidly shouted: "Dad, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."
"Mengmeng, be good, dad is here, we are not afraid," Cao Shujie said.
"Afraid!" Mengmeng was no longer naughty at this time.
There was a thunder, and Mengmeng was so frightened that she was trembling all over. She lay in her father's arms, holding on to his clothes with her little hands.
Cheng Xiaolin also saw the change in her daughter. She came over to hold Mengmeng in her arms, patted Mengmeng's back gently, and said in a gentle tone: "Mengmeng is okay. Look, we are all in the house, and
Close the windows and doors so the rain can't get in."
But it's useless. The little guy's fear is that he has no confidence in facing the unknown of nature.
Cheng Xiaolin is usually very good at coaxing him and her, but it was no use today.
Cao Shujie said: "Mengmeng, let's watch TV and watch cartoons."
Mengmeng became excited when she heard about watching cartoons. She nodded sharply and said, "Okay, okay, I want to watch Journey to the West."
"Then I have to use a computer to search." Cao Shujie said.
"Then go get it quickly." Mengmeng couldn't wait anymore and urged her father to get the computer back quickly.
Cao Shujie quickly went to their bedroom to get the computer.
Cao Jianguo looked at the heavy rain outside with a heavy expression: "Those who haven't collected the corn yet will be in bad luck."
"Dad, there's nothing we can do about it. Who knew the rain would come at any time, and the weather forecast was a little weird this time." Cheng Xiaolin said.
That's really what happened.
Cao Shujie brought the computer over, plugged in the network card, opened the browser, and searched for the "Journey to the West" cartoon.
It's easy to search, and you don't need to sign up for a membership. The ads are a bit long, but you can watch cartoons for free.
Mengmeng didn't care about advertisements. She was very happy when she saw the melatonin commercial with two little dolls running around.
After about a minute, the commercial ended, and then the first episode of the Journey to the West cartoon came out, which started with a scene of Monkey King jumping out of a stone.
Cao Shujie just told Mengmeng this story. She was very excited after seeing it: "Dad, look, the grandson Monkey is born."
"Yes, Monkey King is about to be born." Cao Shujie said with a smile.
Mengmeng, who was immersed in the cartoon, seemed to have forgotten the sounds of the outside world. Thunder came from outside again, but this time it did not affect Mengmeng. Cao Shujie breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it.
When Wang Yuelan saw that her granddaughter was not afraid, she also relaxed and said, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook."
"Mom, please rest for a while and I'll do it." Cheng Xiaolin said.
Cao Shujie thought that there was still a lot of pork and some mutton in their refrigerator, so he said, "How about we eat hot pot."
"In this weather, where are you going to buy meat rolls?" Cheng Xiaolin didn't want to complain about him.
But Cao Shujie said: "This is not simple yet, I will cut the meat rolls."
He dug into the refrigerator and took out the frozen pieces of pork and mutton.
I put the knife on the frozen, hard piece of meat, but it couldn't be cut at all.
This was very embarrassing. Cao Shujie ignored his wife's ridicule and said, "It would be great if there was a special knife for cutting meat rolls."
"Even if I want to buy it now, it's too late." Cheng Xiaolin didn't even bother to tell him.
But Cao Shujie still had a way to thaw the meat slightly before cutting it, which was not difficult.
It's just that I can't cut it into uniform thickness, and I can't cut it to the effect of a meat roll.
Even so, Cheng Xiaolin was very satisfied.
She and her mother-in-law began to wash vegetables and prepare other ingredients.
This thing can't be made the same as a hot pot restaurant, but homemade hot pot tastes cleaner.
Cao Shujie was thinking in his mind: "When I go to the county town to buy appliances after the rain stops, I must see if there is anyone selling press knives. It is best to prepare some hot pot seasonings and bases so that it will be convenient to eat hot pot at home in the future.
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The life he was living was indeed quite comfortable.
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The rain lasted longer than expected, and it continued intermittently until the afternoon of the second day.
When the sky began to clear up, the villagers in Caojiazhuang who had not finished harvesting the corn hurriedly went to the fields to check the situation. If there was water, they had to release the water quickly.
Cao Shujie also wore rain boots and carried a shovel to the orchard on the mountain to see what was going on on the mountain now.
His father and mother went to the fields to check the situation, but no wheat had been planted yet. In the current situation, cars could not drive in at all. In order not to delay the next year's wheat harvest, planting wheat using human-pulled carts was the last option.
Cao Shujie followed the road to the mountain. He found that the rose trees planted along the road had been washed clean by the water after the rain. Unfortunately, no rose trees were in bloom this year.
The other flower seedlings also drank enough water and began to grow vigorously.
Cao Shujie knelt down, dug into the rhizomes of the flowering seedlings with his fingers, and carefully looked at the roots taking root under the soil.
The roots have penetrated very deep, which is a good sign, and Cao Shujie is very happy.
Continuing to walk up, he saw that the flower seedlings in a large area were growing very well, but some were wilting. Cao Shujie was not worried. He would just call Song Shuli later to replenish the flower seedlings.
When he came to the orchard, Cao Shujie's heart really aroused, but when he saw that the fruit saplings in the orchard were full of life after the rain, he immediately felt relaxed.
Walking to the old orchard area, only the vines and leaves of the kiwi fruit are left, but the aroma of apples is stronger.
Cao Shujie reached out and picked out a big red apple. He wiped the rainwater on the outer surface of the apple with his hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
The outer skin of the apple is light red, but the flesh is light yellow. It is very crisp when you take a bite. The juice of the apple flows down from the corner of your mouth and is very sweet.
Cao Shujie took another big bite and chewed vigorously.
Not to boast, naturally ripe apples are indeed delicious.
He looked at the remaining two acres of apples in the orchard and thought to himself: "Why don't we sell them and keep them for ourselves?"
"It's a pity that there is no cold storage. Otherwise, I would have kept part of the kiwi fruit and eaten it later." Cao Shujie was thinking about whether he would build a cold storage after having more money. How much would it cost?
He is not clear about this, but it is obvious that the money he has on hand is definitely not enough, and with the current output, there is no budget for this.
When Cao Shujie came to the breeding area, he saw that the calves inside had come out to have fun after the rain, mooing, and his heart was half relieved.
Seeing that there was not much left over from the forage and feed picked out yesterday, Cao Shujie entered the breeding area, opened the storage door, took out another pile of forage and spread it outside, then attracted the cows over and started eating fiercely.
Some Mavericks saw Cao Shujie still on the side and immediately ran towards him.
When Cao Shujie saw this, he used his fork to make a bunch of grass again.
While the calf was eating grass, he dragged the mixed feed in a trolley and placed it in the trough. He turned on the drinking water equipment and let the calf drink as much as he wanted.
"Eat them all, hurry up and grow. Let's see who grows the strongest this year. We will get a big reward!" Cao Shujie shouted from the side.
It's a pity that these calves didn't understand the underlying meaning of his words, otherwise they would have to attack him in groups and teach him a lesson.
Because of the rain, the construction work at Cao Shujie was suspended for three days.
Fortunately, the terrain on the mountain is high, so there is no need to worry about water storage. There is no excess water storage, and the ground dries quickly. Two days later, on the second day of the National Day, people installed water pipes, built roads, and installed barbed wire guardrails.
, and everything started to work again.
Cao Jianguo came over to help when he had nothing to do at home. Seeing that people could stand on the mountainous terrain, he took a shovel and began to tidy up the unfinished ground.
Also on this morning, Cao Shujie and his wife were going to Pingyuan County to buy home appliances, and they even took Mengmeng there to play.
Before leaving, Cao Shujie said to his mother Wang Yuelan: "Mom, Cao Zhen is going to Xinjiang in a few days. I may not be back tonight. I will call you in the afternoon."
"Okay, if you remember to drink, don't drive." Wang Yuelan told her son.
Cao Shujie also knew this. He nodded vigorously to reassure his mother.
The car was driving on the way to the county town. Perhaps because it had just rained heavily, the trees on the roadside looked particularly clean.
"Shujie, is Brother Zhen leaving?" Cheng Xiaolin asked him.
Cao Shujie nodded and said: "The cost of raw materials in their factory has risen sharply. According to the factory's method, they have to go to Xinjiang to contract land to grow cotton and reduce costs. Cao Zhen is responsible for going there and taking care of it. This trip will not be short."
"Is there such a thing?" Cheng Xiaolin didn't know how to evaluate it. She said, "Even if we plant cotton now, it's probably too late to use it."
"If you don't use it this year, you can use it next year." Cao Shujie said.
Cheng Xiaolin shook her head and said, "What I mean is that if the price of cotton drops again next year, wouldn't it be white if you plant it?"
Cao Shujie was a little distracted by his wife's thoughts: "Wife, if you didn't tell me, I really didn't think of this. It's really a possibility."
"That's how it is." Cheng Xiaolin said.
But Cao Shujie also said: "No matter what, in the long run the cost will definitely be cheaper than what they bought."
Seeing that his wife still wanted to refute, Cao Shujie added: "If next year's cotton is really cheap, they can buy a batch in advance and stockpile it."
"In short, their company has its own considerations, so we don't need to worry about them." Cao Shujie stepped on the accelerator, and the car speed increased a few minutes.
