The 300 chickens and 300 ducks Xu Qingzhi bought last time are still being kept in the pig coop in the old house. Grandpa has been helping to feed them these days.
Now the wire fence on the back hill has been completed and cherry trees have been planted.
The chickens and ducks over there can also be moved over.
In the past, the chickens and ducks at home were kept for food, and the number was small. Now there are 600 more, which is not a small number.
The foreign ducks at home were so fat and strong that Xu Fuqiang was worried that the fat and strong foreign ducks would trample the chicks to death with one paw.
So we have a new plan.
The two fruit trees on the back hill were divided into two, and the puddle at the bottom was dug larger to form a small pond for the ducks.
The hillside in the cherry forest above is also steeper, and the chicken is a more authentic pheasant, which tastes better when raised.
Xu Fuqiang went to work on barbed wire fences to separate two orchards early in the morning before dawn.
He happened to be back at this moment. He took off his gloves and poured himself a glass of water. When he saw Xu Dongru, he shouted: "Dad."
"Hey." Xu Dongru responded.
The two father and son looked at each other, speechless.
Xu Fuqiang walked inside, saw Xu Zijun, and asked: "You got up so early?"
Xu Zijun: "Yeah."
The relationship between father and son is a very strange one, and sometimes there is always a sense of silent embarrassment when there is nothing to say.
I want to say something, but it seems like I have nothing to say.
Xu Qingzhi finished making the buns and washed her hands. Seeing the sweat on her father's face, she couldn't help but nag: "Dad, you can ask someone to help you do some things together. If you don't need to, do everything by yourself. Don't be tired."
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Although she was a little cautious about Baoshan, thinking that if her parents were busy, they would not talk about her finding a partner.
But she doesn't want to, because these things make her parents' lives very tiring.
Xu Fuqiang thought that it was still a good thing to be in a little cotton-padded jacket, but he said calmly: "Dad couldn't sleep early in the morning, so he went to the back mountain to do some work for a while. It wouldn't be in the way. I used to go out to do small jobs and repair people's houses, which was worse than this.
I’m so tired.”
Xu Qingzhi: "Okay, you have to know it yourself."
Xu Fuqiang couldn't help but talk about his future plans: "I plan to dig out the pond myself later."
"Dad, how do you dig it yourself? Don't ponds usually be dug with machines?" Xu Zijun was stunned.
Xu Fuqiang walked to the living room and picked up a hoe-like thing in the corner, "Look, I went to the car repair shop yesterday and welded a hoe myself."
Wen Shanshan happened to enter the house, saw the iron hoe, and said in surprise: "Uncle, can you still make a hoe?"
When the water pipes and wires at home are broken, Xu Fuqiang has always repaired them.
Even when Xu Qingzhi's bicycle broke when he was in sixth grade, he had to repair the chain.
Xu Fuqiang likes tinkering with these things, and he is very happy when he talks about it: "Well, it is very convenient to dig ponds with this homemade hoe."
Wen Shanshan glanced at the steel pipe-sized stick and tried to pick it up, trying to see the weight, but she couldn't lift it at all.
"Hey, this... is so heavy." Wen Shanshan returned the hoe.
Xu Qingzhi advised: "Dad, just find someone to dig it. It will be more convenient."
"No, your mother is going to learn how to use a tractor. I have nothing to do at home. I happen to dig a pond every day." Xu Fuqiang easily picked up the hoe, "This hoe is heavy, so it saves effort when you smash it down. It can dig deep in one go."
Yes. If you ask people to dig a pond, you will have to spend more money."
Jiang Xiao couldn't help but help his old waist, which hurt from digging holes to plant trees a few days ago. He was very self-aware and didn't say anything.
Xu Qingzhi also knew what her father was thinking, thinking that if she had nothing to do, she could save some money.
He had dug a pond by himself before. He was the one who dug the pond in front of his house. If he couldn't persuade him, he wouldn't persuade him.
It didn’t take long for the hot buns to come out of the pan.
In addition to brown sugar buns and scallion pork buns, Wang Yanmei also specially made an innovative flavor this time, mushroom meat buns.
The uneaten mushrooms are dried and stored in the sun. They are soaked in water and minced before making the stuffing. They are combined with the minced meat and served with ginger juice and other ingredients.
Xu Qingzhi took a bite of the meat bun with fungus. The oil in the bun flowed out along the mouth. The meat filling inside was full. The unique fragrance of the fungus lingered on his lips. It tasted fragrant, crispy and refreshing.
Wen Shanshan also happened to be holding the fungus meat buns, and couldn't help but sigh: "Auntie, this bun is so delicious. Eat it in one bite, it tastes so fresh and tender."
Wang Yanmei smiled and waved her hand: "Hey, I just made some fresh flavors."
"This bun is so delicious."
"Auntie's craftsmanship has always been excellent."
"This bun is quite delicious."
Everyone praised it endlessly.
After eating the buns and there were still some leftovers, Wang Yanmei packed a bag of buns and handed it to the old man, "Dad, take it back and eat it."
Xu Dongru didn't shirk and took it.
This bun tastes delicious and soft, not hard at all, just suitable for the elderly.
"The children love to eat these mushroom meat buns. I will go to the mountain to pick some mushrooms in a while. I will go fishing first." After Xu Dongru finished speaking, she took the buns and left. She was eager to fish, and her steps were not like a quick one.
An eighty-year-old man.
Xu Qingzhi didn't have time to react, so he could only shout from behind: "Grandpa, slow down, be careful of the slippery road."
Grandpa's voice came from far away: "I know."
After breakfast, the weather was fine, so Xu Qingzhi went to the fields to build a structure.
It rained heavily last night, and some parts were not built firmly, so the shelves became rickety and needed to be readjusted.
The ground was slippery, so the group put on black boots before going down.
Wen Shanshan handed the bamboo, Jiang Xiao and Xu Zijun were strong, and were responsible for tying the bamboo tightly into the soil, while Xu Qingzhi kidnapped the child.
This shelf needs one on each side, tied into a triangle to be strong, and another one on top.
Building a shelf is not an easy job either.
The four people have been busy for almost a whole morning, and the shelves in this place have begun to look good.
When Wen Shanshan handed the bamboo, she accidentally slipped and almost fell, but Xu Qingzhi, who was on the side, caught her in time.
Wen Shanshan said with lingering fear: "Be careful, the ground is a bit slippery, don't fall."
As soon as I finished speaking...
Xu Zijun's foot slipped and he fell on his butt, crushing the newly planted corn seedlings next to him.
Wen Shanshan kept silent, she has such a crow's mouth.
Xu Qingzhi felt a little sorry for Cai, no, she felt sorry for her brother.
Jiang Xiao pulled the person up and asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xu Zijun touched his butt, it hurt a little.
Just as the shelves were being built, Xu Qingzhi tied up the last few and waved: "Let's go, it's done."
Xu Zijun limped back home.
Wen Shanshan always felt that it was because of her crow mouth, and she felt guilty. As soon as she returned, she quickly shouted: "Auntie, is there any medicine for bruises at home? Someone fell in the field."
"Did Qingzhi fall down?" Wang Yanmei was washing the dishes, her hands full of soaks, and she rushed out to take a look.
Xu Zijun endured the pain and looked embarrassed: "No, Mom, I fell."
"Oh, it's okay if you fall because of your thick flesh. Don't break your sister's flesh. Her flesh is more tender." Wang Yanmei went back to the kitchen and washed her hands first, then went to find some active oil and came out, "Go, let your dad give it to you."
Just click it."
Soon after, the boy's painful pig-killing howl came from the room.
Wen Shanshan frowned, "Hiss~ It sounds so painful."