Shen Ling was lying on the bed, still thinking about the rescue method the girl taught him today.
If he hadn't really saved the old woman, he would never have believed that there was any way to save someone who was choking on food in such a short period of time.
After all, the airway is hidden deep in the throat, and the foreign object is stuck and can only go out but not in. Even if the mouth is opened, it cannot be found, and it is difficult to use any external force to remove it.
But this method actually borrows the righteousness inside the body, uses external force to push it up, and pushes out the foreign objects on its own, which is really wonderful.
I don't know how she came up with it.
The image of the calm figure in the face of danger and the generous invitation to himself appeared in his mind, and Shen Ling suddenly became interested.
What kind of environment can produce such a bold, careful, kind and confident person?
In the dark room, he twitched the corners of his stiff lips in a self-deprecating tone.
It wouldn't be a home like his where people treat it like a tool and then discard it after use.
News always spreads quickly in the village.
Whether it's Zhuang Keqing's tofu business going to the town, or saving the life of his nemesis Mrs. Liu.
Overnight, if these two topics are not mentioned in the conversation of every household in the village, it is simply out of date, and no one will need to talk to you.
The center of these two incidents, Zhuang Keqing, was still the same as usual. He got up early in the morning to grind beans and make pulp. He made two plates of tofu as usual, and before the sun rose, he set up the stall in front of his house. Up.
Business was particularly good today. As soon as the table was set, someone came to the door. But instead of buying tofu with money, they exchanged it for firewood.
Zhuang Keqing had previously made an agreement with his mother to allow the villagers to exchange it.
She is now thinking that if the business in the town can be done, the village will no longer sell tofu, but only replace it with tofu. It doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it is used at home, it can be exchanged. In this way, the villagers will have a better life. The good thing is that it will definitely be smoother for you to build the water-powered mill in the future.
The two plates of tofu sold out very quickly, and they were all snatched up before the sun came up.
But after selling the tofu, there are still many things waiting for the mother and daughter today.
Although the fish fry have not yet arrived, Zhuang Keqing thought that he must first raise the height of the field ridges, so that when there are fish fry in the future, he will not have to make renovations in a hurry.
So she told her mother and went to her paddy field.
The banker's paddy field is not considered to be of good quality. It is only in shape at the edge of the contiguous paddy field in the village. Thanks to Qin Manzhi, who is used to farm work, he can take care of the seedlings very well, and there are no weeds in the field.
But even so, after a busy season, if the field is good, it is common to get two quintals per acre, and if it is not good, it is often one and a half quintals. With the current grain price, a bushel of rice is 12 cents, and a bushel is 10 bushels. , calculated at 2 dan per mu, the total amount is less than 500 yuan.
No wonder the villagers smacked their lips at the hard work of 50 yuan.
Zhuang Keqing turned from the path onto her farm. She had never done anything like this before, so she didn't know where to pick the mud for the heightening, and whether it needed to be combined with something to make it stronger.
Just when I was worried, I saw Lao Shuantou, Mrs. Liu, and their son Zhang Da coming in their direction in the distance.
The three people walked very quickly and were approaching in an instant.
"Girl from the banker, are you ready to go to the field?" Lao Shuantou smiled. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the girl in front of him had a kind-hearted face.
Yesterday, he heard his son talk about what happened during the day, and learned that his old lady had been in the hell gate. If the banker's little girl hadn't thought of a way, the family might have had to do that nonsense today.
Although this old woman is usually domineering at home and always says the same thing, she is the one who made her his wife after all, and they have feelings for her after living together for so many years.
He immediately suggested that he would bring the things and come to thank her the next day. He originally thought that the old woman would be reluctant, but unexpectedly she agreed and said that he would come with him to express his gratitude in person.
"Although I usually have a bad temper, I'm not really unreasonable. Although I was a little unhappy before, it was caused by others. I just lost my mind for a while. I offended that girl, but they didn't take it to heart.
You kindly saved me, shouldn't you thank me personally?"
These words shocked everyone present at the time. The Zhang family had never seen my mother being so reasonable in her entire life. They were so shocked that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
So today's scene happened.
When they were carrying their things and going out, the neighbor even yelled at her. Mrs. Liu just snorted and didn't even scold her back. The frightened neighbor looked at the sky from time to time to see if the sun was rising from the west.
Zhang Da followed his parents, carrying something in his hand, and Zhuang Keqing understood in his mind what these people were here for.
So she got off the field and walked closer. Seeing that Mrs. Liu was rosy and full of energy, she knew that she had recovered, so she also smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, Grandma Liu, how are you? Uncle Zhang, how are you too."
"Hey, good, good!" Lao Shuantou smiled from ear to ear.
Zhuang Keqing saw that several people could not stand talking by the field, so he asked them to go home and talk.
On the way, Lao Shuantou asked Zhuang Keqing what he was doing in the fields at this time. The sun was about to rise, so it was not a good idea to go to the fields at this time.
Zhuang Keqing had nothing to hide. She said directly, "I want to raise the height of this field, but I really don't know how to start."
"What are we doing to raise the height of the field ridges? The height is just right now, why do we need to do that?" Lao Shuantou didn't know why.
"Uncle Zhang, I want to put some fish fry into the paddy field, so I want to raise the height."
"What?" Lao Shuantou and Zhang Daju were shocked.
Release fish fry? Enter the field?
Could it be that we want to raise fish in this paddy field?
Isn’t this, isn’t this fantastic!
Mrs. Liu walked aside and said nothing. She never interfered in matters in the fields at home, but she also knew the basic common sense. She had been living for most of her life, and she had never heard of raising fish in the fields.
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Zhuang Keqing felt that it was normal for the villagers not to understand. After all, it had never happened before. In ancient times, wasn't the first person to eat crabs regarded as an alien?
But she really wanted to talk about the benefits of raising fish in rice fields. After all, for farmers, more output from the same field means more food and income, which is better than just pointing to the harvest in the field.
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"I thought, let's put some grass carp, crucian carp, and carp. These fish can eat weeds, insects, etc., and the fish excrement is also a good fertilizer. It will not be wasted in this field." Zhuang Keqing
Try to explain the ecological principle of fish farming in rice fields: "In addition, the roots of the seedlings have long been strong, so we are not afraid of fish accidentally eating them, which will affect food production."
This seems to make some sense.
If it really works, wouldn't it mean that during the autumn harvest, in addition to rice, one acre of land can also harvest some river fish? Oh, this can't be called river fish, it has to be called rice fish.
After listening to her words, Lao Shuantou and Zhang Da fell into deep thought for a moment.
It was Mrs. Liu who spoke up: "If you want to raise the ridge of the field, I'll ask the boys at home to help. Your family only has this little paddy field, and it can be done in less than half a day."
