Su Weizhong's family of four stayed at Xu's house for one night and left after dinner the next morning.
Xu Shiyan and his wife tried hard to keep him but could not.
Seeing that spring plowing is about to begin, I am very busy. It would be great if I could spare two days to come and have a look. How is it possible to stay here for a long time?
Xu Shiyan borrowed a carriage from the team to take his father-in-law and his family to the station.
I bought them tickets and sent them to the train before returning to work in the team.
It’s almost May Day, spring plowing is about to begin, and it’s time to tidy up the fields.
Last year, the field where corn was grown had to be fenced.
The corn stalks were cut down and taken away to feed the livestock, but the roots of the corn remained in the ground.
Every year before spring plowing, corn roots have to be dug out with a pickaxe, so everyone calls it fencing or stubble digging.
You don't need to do anything in the bean field, just a pass with the plow will do.
When the weather is good, the dug corn roots are piled together, dried in the sun for two days, and then burned. After that, the fields are plowed and sown.
Most of the Second Brigade's land is just in front of Fortress Hill, covering the entire area.
Before spring plowing, the team held a meeting to comprehensively plan what grains to grow this year based on what was grown on each plot of land last year and the indicators issued by superiors this year.
Most of the big fields are corn and soybeans, especially soybeans. Most of them are used for export to earn foreign exchange, and a lot of them are planted every year.
The Northeast is cold, and crops have a long growing season, so only one crop of food can be grown a year.
Farming time waits for no one. Planting is late. In autumn, the corns and beans are still green, and frost is about to fall.
Therefore, at this time, we must seize the time to farm. No matter who we are, we cannot ask for leave and must go to work every day.
All the cattle and horses in the team were hitched to plows to plow the fields. Some people in the back were digging the pits with pickaxes, while others were carrying dung baskets. They used small shovels to poke some dung into each pit, and then used their feet to pull some soil to cover it.
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There is no way, there is not much chemical fertilizer these days, and even if it is available, it is reluctant to use it.
There is too little farm manure. After fermentation, decomposition and drying, use less manure as base fertilizer to promote crop growth.
Fertilizer is being applied from the front, and someone behind is holding a basket. Three or four seeds leak out from his hand, and they fall into the pit accurately. Then they use their feet to pull some soil to cover it and stamp it firmly.
Farming is hard work, and those who wield pickaxes in front of them have sore arms from being tired all morning.
Later, I was planting on the ridge, one foot in the furrow and one foot on the platform. When I came down a long ridge, my leg on the ridge felt sore, and I started to tiptoe along the walk.
There was already enough sunshine in early May. I had been working under the sun all morning, and by the time I got off work at noon, everyone was exhausted and sweating.
The Second Brigade's field was neither far nor close to the countryside. We didn't have enough time to go home during the lunch break, so we had to bring food to eat on the field.
From the willow trees at the edge of the field, we plucked the food bags from various places.
Then he threw the pickaxe on the ground, and the person sat on the handle of the pickaxe, opened the bag, took out the dry food, and gnawed it.
Everyone brought a variety of rice, mostly pancakes, corn flour pancakes, and pickled vegetables. At this age, there is nothing good to eat.
"Brother Xu, what's in your pancake? Why does it feel so delicious?"
The meals Xu Shiyan brought were all pancakes that Zhou Guilan had rolled for him in advance.
Before Su Anying gave birth to the baby, Zhou Guilan led her daughter-in-law and daughter to bake pancakes for two days, just to make it easier for Xu Shiyan to bring rice at this time.
The pancake was rolled with onions and bacon.
Bacon is meat obtained in the winter, salted and preserved.
When eating, wash it with water, fry it in a pan, and roll it into pancakes. Wouldn't it be delicious?
Zhou Guilan felt sorry for her son's hard work, but was worried that his son would be too weak to eat, so he specially rolled two pancakes with meat in them, and the rest was just green onions.
The person next to me sniffed and smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but ask.
Xu Shiyan didn't know that his mother had brought him meat, and it was difficult to tell him, so he could only fool him casually.
"What does it smell like? You've been exposed to the sun all morning, are you dizzy?"
While talking, he quickly ate the pancakes, then picked up the kettle and drank a few sips.
When I fry biscuits, I always feel not full. If I drink some water, I immediately feel that my stomach is full.
After everyone had a meal, they smoked cigarettes, rested for a while and started farming again. They were busy until about five o'clock in the afternoon, then they packed up their tools and headed back.
It’s six o’clock when I get home. I wash my face, change clothes, eat, and then tease my son after dinner.
"Xu Haiyuan, I'm warning you, if you cry again, I'll beat you up."
Xu Shiyan picked up his son and put him on his lap, letting the little guy lie down. The father and son stared at each other with big eyes.
Boys from the younger generation of the Xu family all use the word "Hai" in the middle, and the characters at the end use "three dots of water".
Xu Shiyan hadn't read many books, and his fluent names were all given to his nephews. This baby had never been named in his previous life, so he didn't know what to name the child.
Later, I went to a primary school teacher and named the child Xu Haiyuan.
Anyway, Xu Shiyan thought it sounded pretty good, so he used it.
Xu Haiyuan was quite generous today and did not cry.
The weather was getting warm in early May, and the baby was wearing a jacket and trousers, with a diaper and no quilt.
The little guy was lying on Xu Shiyan's lap, waving his little arms wildly and kicking his calves wildly.
Xu Shiyan found it amusing and kissed his son's fleshy little fist.
As a result, I accidentally got punched in the face by my son.
The little baby's beating was not severe, but it made Xu Shiyan dumbfounded.
"Okay, I just threatened you and said I was going to beat you up, why don't you give me a break first?"
The little thing on the leg didn't understand what Xu Shiyan was saying at all, so he still waved his little fist and grinned at Xu Shiyan.
When his son smiled, Xu Shiyan immediately became elated. This kid always cried when he saw him. How could he ever laugh? It was so rare.
"Mom, Haiyuan also smiled at me." Xu Shiyan happily showed off to his mother.
As a result, before he could be happy for two minutes, he suddenly felt a rush of heat on his legs.
I looked again, okay, son Xiong had peed. This big splash of urine not only wet his pants, but also wet most of Xu Shiyan's trouser legs.
"Hey, you little bastard, how dare you pee on your dad?"
Xu Shiyan suddenly felt like crying. The pants he just changed this afternoon needed to be washed again.
Xu Shiyan spoke a little louder, and when the little boy heard his father shouting at him, he immediately became unhappy, opened his mouth, and burst into tears.
"No, you peed all over me. Are you still reasonable?"
Xu Shiyan was speechless. He just wanted to be close to his son. Why was it so difficult? He was either crying or peeing all over him?
"What are you shouting for? The child pees on you to see if you know how to have sex. You know nothing.
Baby urine, it’s a good thing, please be beautiful.”
Zhou Guilan came over to take her grandson away with a smile, and gave her son a roll of her eyes. Su Anying didn't say anything, she just sat there and smiled.
Come on, don't say anything. Anyway, since his son was born, his status in the family has dropped to the bottom.
Xu Shiyan got up helplessly, found another pair of pants to put on, filled himself with water, rubbed his son's peed pants twice, and hung them outside to dry.