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These days, the mountain birds caught are not so particular. They are basically thrown into the stove and burned until they are blackened and have a burnt aroma.

He is so close, Liu Qingshan is really not good at kicking him out directly.

He also knows how tempting children are for such things as hunting birds, and if he forcibly stops them, it may be counterproductive.

So Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "Tiger, you son of a bitch, don't shoot birds from now on."

"What?"

The faces of the teenagers fell, and Gou Shengzi was still arguing: "Brother Qingshan, the skewered chicken tastes delicious."

Liu Qingshan knows that it is useless to popularize the knowledge of bird protection to these little guys now, nothing can resist the attraction of bird meat to them.

So he put on a straight face and decided to frighten these teenagers:

"You don't know yet. The newspapers have said that these migratory birds flying from the south carry a virus called avian flu. If you eat it, you will die!"

what?

The teenagers were shocked immediately, and Gou Shengzi was so anxious that tears rolled in his eyes:

"Last Sunday, I made two kenaf ingredients to eat!"

Liu Qingshan had to comfort him again: "It's okay, if there is no reaction after three days, it proves that you are not infected, just remember not to eat it in the future."

After speaking, he felt that scaring children was not a long-term solution, and it seemed that he had to find something for the children to do.

It just so happened that he also had a plan in mind, which he planned to implement in the spring, so he led the children to the village, saying as he walked:

"In the future, during the holidays, I will greet the children in the village, and I will lead you all to plant trees."

This is also Liu Qingshan's plan. In spring and autumn every year, afforestation will be carried out extensively, and green water and green mountains will not be achieved by talking about it. It has to be created by hands.

Gou Shengzi wasn't afraid anymore, and said excitedly:

"Brother Qingshan, watching TV a few days ago, I saw children in the city go to the suburbs to plant trees on Arbor Day, and they were praised. It's an honor!"

Liu Qingshan patted his little shoulder: "Yes, planting trees is the most honorable."

Gou Shengzi almost got a snot bubble, and wiped it vigorously under his nose with the back of his hand:

"Brother Qingshan, let's plant trees, and then we can attract more mountain birds. When the virus you mentioned is gone next year, we can kill more birds to eat!"

That's right, the eyes of the other teenagers also brightened, and they looked at Liu Qingshan with a little more admiration, as if they were saying: Brother Qingshan is the most powerful!

Did I mean this?

Liu Qingshan couldn't help scratching the back of his head, looking at these joyful teenagers, he was both angry and funny:

Okay, if you have the ability, plant trees to attract the phoenix, if you can catch it, you will be awesome!

Chapter 162 This soil is not easy

I went home for lunch at noon. On the dining table, there was indeed a bowl of freshly fried egg sauce, and next to it was a plate of cold shepherd's purse, which was green and very pleasing to look at.

There is also a plate of green and white mother-in-law, which is still slightly purple because it has just been drilled out of the ground for a short time.

Coupled with the small scallions that just grew in the garden, it was the last meal.

"Come, taste the fruits of labor of the fourth and fifth."

Liu Qingshan picked up two sticks of mother-in-law, dipped them in some egg sauce, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed.

Slightly bitter and astringent, it clears away heat and fire, and is most suitable for consumption in spring.

Nodding in satisfaction, he gave the two little guys a thumbs up, making the fourth brother grin and show his teeth.

Shan Xing pursed her lips, a little embarrassed.

Yang Hongying is also used to eating pickled vegetables now, and while chewing her mother-in-law, she said: "Nature is the most selfless. When it does, it will grow something for all creatures to eat."

Liu Qingshan smiled: "So we can't be selfish, we must protect what should be protected."

While eating, he talked about what happened this morning.

Yang Hongying's eyes lit up when she heard it: "Planting trees, this is good. As long as I have a holiday, I will lead the children to plant trees."

She was eating while talking, but a mother-in-law Ding's old root fell into her mouth, and she immediately began to grin.

Gao Xuexue next to him just laughed: "You can chew the root of the vegetable so well that you can do everything."

Yang Hongying was also happy to hear it, and swallowed it happily, regardless of the bitterness in her mouth.

She feels that such a day is very meaningful, and every day is very fulfilling.

Even Liu Jinfeng was envious of the cold shepherd's purse and mother-in-law, but Lin Zhi still didn't dare to ask her to eat more.

After all, mother-in-law Ding is relatively cool, so you should not eat more during breastfeeding.

During the meal, everyone was relatively crowded, so Liu Qingshan talked about building a new house by the way.

This involves rural homesteads, and Gao Wenxue's household registration is also in Jiapigou, so there is no problem at all in approving a homestead.

And at this time, the management is loose, even if it takes up a few more acres of land, as long as the villagers have no objections, the higher-ups don't care at all.

Since it was going to be built, it was a brick and tile structure. Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue had enough money on hand. They sold white striped chickens last year, and they sold eggs during this time, and they continued to earn income.

It's just that building materials are not easy to get, such as red bricks and cement, so Liu Qingshan has to go to the county for a run.

As for the location of the house, Liu Jinfeng actually had a long-term plan: to continue with the family and continue to build new houses to the west.

Anyway, Liu Qingshan's house is the westernmost end of the village, and there is open space on the west side.

Liu Jinfeng plans to build a few chicken coops in addition to building a new house to support the frame of the poultry farm.

The plan is to start construction on May [-]st, but before that, the materials can be prepared first.

After eating and resting for a while, Er Biaozi came to see Liu Qingshan again. The work of changing dry fields into paddy fields will officially start in the afternoon.

Dozens of villagers carried shovels and went to Erwadi in the west. The boss uncle drove the small four-wheeler and began to plow the ground, followed by a raking machine to level the land.

Others mainly build field ridges, and then they can store water for sun-drying.

Around mid-May, when the ground temperature is sufficient, the seedlings in the greenhouse can be put into the field.

The field ridges should be piled up quite high, and there should be water reservoirs in the appropriate places. Er Biaozi has already made detailed plans for these things, and everyone just concentrates on it.

All of a sudden, the shovels and picks moved together to start building the ridge, and Liu Qingshan followed suit to dig the soil.

At first, everyone thought that he had been going to school all the time, so he must have a hard time doing farm work.

The result was good, I saw the shovel in Liu Qingshan's hand flying up and down, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

If this was the production team in the past, this kind of labor would have started properly.

The leader is when collective labor, such as shoveling land and cutting land, etc., who can always lead the team must be the best banker.

As soon as Liu Qingshan exerted his strength, he drove everyone to strive hard, and none of them was a foreigner.

When Captain Zhang saw this, he wondered: Why didn't you work so hard in the production team before?

As he was working, Marshal Zhang found a problem: "Isn't it a bit wasteful to use the soil in this field to repair the ridges? Why don't we dig the burrows at Shangdianzi?"

Fazi, on their side, refers to the large clods dug out on the meadow.

Because inside the soil clod, there are grass roots that grow every year, and the thickness is nearly one foot, so they can be dug into pieces.

Usually, villagers use Fazi as natural adobe, because the grass roots inside are dense, so they are not afraid of rain, and are stronger and more durable than adobe.

Among the dozens of households in Jiapigou, there are quite a few courtyard walls that are not made of wicker fences, but mud walls made of pieces of slats.

When everyone heard what Zhang Dashuai said, they all nodded in agreement.

When digging fazi, it is very convenient to use a sharp barrel shovel to transport large and large pieces back and forth with a horse-drawn cart.

But someone sang the opposite tune. Just when everyone was about to go home to pick up their buckets and shovels to drive the carriage, they suddenly heard someone yelling:

"You can't dig Fazi, and you must never dig it again in the future!"

According to the reputation, the villagers saw that it was Liu Qingshan.

"Qingshan, what's so important about this?"

Captain Zhang asked first. Through the experience in the morning, he also had a little more sense of protection in his mind.

Liu Qingshan stopped the shovel in his hand, leaned on it with both hands, took a break by the way, and said, "The shovel on this field, the soil below is precious."

Everyone was a little puzzled: Isn't it just soil, and it's not gold or silver?

Don't take the bean buns as dry food, Liu Qingshan feels the need to talk to everyone:

"The soil under this fazi is not simple. There is a special name called peat soil. In the whole world, only the swamps on our side and Siberia can be formed."

Although the peat soil or something is not clear, everyone still thinks it is very powerful.

Liu Qingshan continued: "This peat soil contains nearly half of the organic matter. It is the highest quality natural fertilizer and can improve the soil."

"Yeah, I remembered, put some fenzi soil in the flower pot, it will grow strong!"

Da Zhang Luo slapped his thigh vigorously, remembering this.

Liu Qingshan also nodded with a smile: "That's right, this peat soil will definitely sell for money by the catty in the future."

Oh, it turned out to be so precious!

The villagers gained their knowledge this time, and Zhang Dashuai followed up and said: "The courtyard wall of my house is built with faucet, and I will dismantle it and sell it for money when I go back."

Everyone laughed, Captain Zhang pointed with his finger: "If you want to sell it, someone has to buy it."

"Maybe one day I will meet someone who has been taken advantage of."

Dashuai Zhang said with a smile.

Liu Qingshan said seriously: "Even if someone wants to buy it, we can't sell it. This peat soil takes hundreds of years to form to a thickness of one centimeter, so it's precious."

In his memory, after the contract was contracted, the field was dug indiscriminately, and finally turned into a stinky ditch, which was how it was destroyed.

At that time, not to mention waterfowl, they didn't even have any bird feathers.

Captain Zhang also learns and sells now: "Yes, yes, we have dug it up, what will future generations use, and we will not lift our coffin boards by then."

Haha... Amidst the loud laughter, everyone continued to work.

Just as he was working hard, he saw Zhang Ganzi running over in a panic, and shouted from afar:

"Captain, it's not good, the little devil has entered the village!"

Devils enter the village, what time is it, do you think tunnel warfare is mine warfare?

Captain Zhang was so angry that he stuck his shovel into the ground: "Gaozi, do you sleep with your wife every day? You're sleepy and you're talking nonsense in broad daylight!"

Others also followed suit: "Young people should exercise restraint, pole pole, be careful not to really touch the pole."

Being arranged by everyone, Zhang Ganzi was also a little impatient: "What a little devil, he was brought here by the county leaders!"

Liu Qingshan's heart moved: "Uncle Ganzi, is it a foreign businessman here?"

"What kind of foreign businessmen, those from the island country are little devils."

Zhang Ganzi has chosen one, not for any other reason. His grandfather, who was in the Northeast Anti-Japanese League, was killed by the little devil.

Liu Qingshan also knew Uncle Ganzi's family background, so instead of arguing with him, he turned to everyone and said:

"It's probably the foreign businessman introduced by my elder sister last year, who said she wanted to accept our mountain goods."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they were almost led into a ditch by Zhang Pole just now.

Dazhang Luo said cheerfully: "What little devil is here, it should be the boy who gave you money."

"Nonsence!"

Zhang Ganzi spat hard: "Even if I starve to death, I won't work hard for the little devil."

After speaking, he pointed at Da Zhang Luo: "As long as you are like this, in the past, you would be a traitor and traitor!"

It was Captain Zhang who was conscious, and grabbed the angrily Zhang Ganzi:

"Pole, the times are developing, and now our two countries are friendly. You can calm down, but you can't cause sabotage, do you hear me?"

Zhang Ganzi was furious, and yelled with his neck stuck: "I dare say your grandpa was not killed."

Captain Zhang had nothing to do with this one-sidedness, he told Big Zhang Luo and Zhang Dashuai to watch over the kid first, so as not to cause trouble, and then dragged Liu Qingshan back to the village.

Liu Qingshan was also not at ease, he called Uncle Zhang Luo aside, gave some instructions, and then followed the captain uncle back to the village.

But Zhang Ganzi was still aggrieved, so Big Zhang Luo approached him with a smile on his face: "Ganzi, have a cigarette to calm down."