Back to seven or seven kinds of fields to raise children

That's why the old people say that planting ginseng is called blood wealth, and a large part of it depends on luck.

Just finished playing the club of Feng Chao's family, the big guys stopped to rest and have lunch.

After eating, he was not idle, and started to talk about Sun Xiaofeng's house again.

The ginseng production of Sun Xiaofeng's family is about the same as that of Feng Chao's family, which is pretty good.

The big guys have been busy until 03:30 in the afternoon. After lifting the mallet, they cleaned up the ginseng shed and so on.

Those plastic sheets have only been used for two years, and they are not completely aged yet. If you keep them, you can use thatch to cover your family's warehouse, or build a small vegetable shed.

Otherwise, you can still sell waste products, which cost a few cents a catty, who would be willing to throw them away?

You can't throw away pillars, big couplet poles, etc. If you want to build a shelf for making goods at home, they can all be used, otherwise, they can also be used as firewood.

If it was someone else's house, it might not be necessary. It's quite a long way to drive a carriage, and it's not worth transporting back.

But Xu Shiyan and the others are fine. Those who drive up are more or less loaded, and all that can be transported back are transported back.

Waiting to draw these things before going back, it will be 04:30, and it will be more than five o'clock when I get home.

The mallet from Xu Shiyan's family was sent directly to Xu Chenghou.

"Oh, so much? How many sacks are these? Isn't our family only about thirty feet long? How come there are more than ten sacks here?"

Zhou Guilan was stunned when she saw Xu Shiyan and his father carrying sacks into the house. Why did they come back with so many sticks for thirty feet?

"Old lady, this year our mallet is very good, you didn't see that the mallet looks good, there is no rust at all, it is rare.

We touched it, and it can lift more than 30 catties in one foot. You can see it when you brush the water tomorrow. It's beautiful. "

Xu Chenghou didn't feel tired after a day's work, so he walked into the house with the sack on his shoulders.

He threw the sack directly on the ground in the innermost room of the Westinghouse, and said to Zhou Guilan with a smile.

"Look at it, this year our mallet can be sold for a good price." Nothing makes farmers happier than a bumper harvest.

"Really? Geez, that would be great.

Well, you unload the car, I will go up and pack the food, and the meal will be served right away. "

Zhou Guilan was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. After three years of busy work, she was looking forward to this moment.

So he happily went to the kitchen to pack up the food and prepare to eat.

Xu Chenghou and his son carried sacks into the house, while Su Anying dragged plastic sheets and put them into the warehouse.

Chu Xuanhuai wanted to help, but found that he couldn't do anything, and wandering around couldn't help.

"Master, let's go. Let's wash our hands and eat. You can't do these jobs. Tomorrow you can take a look at our stick."

Xu Haiyuan, who had been building on the mountain for a day, dragged Chu Xuanhuai into the house with a smile.

The old man is in his seventies, how can he do such strenuous work, it is better to stay still than anything else.

After a while, Xu Chenghou and his son finished unloading the car, and Xu Shiyan drove the car back to his home.

A carport was specially built over his house for parking.

Xu Shiyan had just stopped the car, before he could turn around to go back to his parents for dinner, Lai Pigui jumped out from the side, jumped lightly, and jumped into Xu Shiyan's arms.

"Hey, you little thing, you're playing tricks on me again, aren't you?

how?Today is busy with work, no one feeds you?let's go then. "

Xu Shiyan saw that the little rascal was lying motionless in his arms, and he didn't know if he was hungry or sleepy, or just wanted to be hugged.

Xu Shiyan has nothing to do with the rascal, so he can only hold the rascal, lock the door of the house, and then take the rascal to Xu Chenghou's side.

After the ginseng trees were processed and dried, they were hidden by Xu Shiyan, and the two dogs at home were sent to the mountain again.

There is no way, Zhao Jianguo only has a few puppies on the other side, and they haven't grown up yet. It's not a big deal, they are not as powerful as Xiao Huang and Er Hei.

Although there are a lot of plants in the field on the Liumao River, the others are all newly planted, so don't be careless.

When autumn is the most critical time, Xiao Huang and the others have to stay on the mountain for a while, and wait for the snow to fall before bringing them home.

Without a dog, the rascal had no chance to show off his prestige, so he jumped to the ground as soon as he entered the yard, and hopped into the house.

When Zhou Guilan saw the rascal coming, she was quite puzzled, why did this little thing come here today?

"No, I went to feed it during the day, is it not full?

Wait a minute, I'll find you another piece of meat. "

Zhou Guilan hurried to the kitchen, and threw the small piece of meat left over from cooking to the rascal for him to eat.

Lai Pigui ate the meat lying on the outside corridor.

Xu Shiyan didn't bother to care about it, so he hurried to wash his hands and face, and went to eat with his family.

If we follow the old rules in the past, on the day when the club is played, pigs and sheep will be slaughtered to invite theatrical troupe, and it will be in time for the festival.

A few years ago, it was a commune, and those particularities were gone, and some old rules were dropped.

However, Zhou Guilan still made a lot of delicious food to celebrate the autumn harvest.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork ribs stewed with beans and corn harvest vegetables, fried peppers with meat, stuffed eggplants, tomatoes mixed with sugar, and pig ears mixed with cucumbers are everyone's favorites.

"Yo, why are the dishes served tonight so tough? Mom, I'm tired."

Xu Shiyan looked at the dishes on the table and knew that his mother was busy.

"Then our family has a mallet? Why can't we have something delicious?

Do your grandparents drink?I boil the jug of wine?Drinking just to relieve fatigue? "Zhou Guilan asked, going to the cupboard to look for wine.

"Father, if you want to drink, you can drink some, I won't drink any more." Xu Shiyan didn't intend to drink.

The mallet in his house is a bit conspicuous, and no one dares to say whether anyone is thinking about it.

He should be alert at night, but don't drink, it's easy to delay things.

"Old woman, don't be so busy, I won't drink either.

What wine did you drink at this time?Wait until the mallet is made and sold for money. "

Xu Chenghou is an old man, how can he not understand what his son means?He thought about it too.

In the past, the production team had to be watched by militiamen even when they played the stick, let alone now.

Whoever brought back more than a dozen sacks of mallets at once had to keep one eye open at night.

In case something happens, three years of hard work will be for nothing.

The two of them didn't drink, and Zhou Guilan didn't persuade them, so everyone sat down to eat.

After a busy day, you will be tired and hungry at night, and you don't have to pretend to be in your own home, just open up and eat.

The stewed chicken with mushrooms is well cooked, and the meat is soft and rotten. The mushrooms are the pine mushrooms that children go to the forest to pick up in summer.

This stewed chicken with pine mushrooms is fresher than hazel mushrooms and jelly mushrooms. It is definitely delicious in soup and meat.

Don't talk about eating meat, just scoop some soup into the rice, and you can eat two big bowls of rice with the soup.

"It's delicious and delicious. I've gained weight in the past half a year." Chu Xuanhuai smiled while eating.

Chapter 517

The clubs are all here, and Xu Shiyan's family will definitely live here at night.

So after dinner, everyone started to work again.

Zhou Guilan and Su Anying packed up the quilts and put them on the kang to cover them, while Xu Shiyan and Xu Chenghou took a lot of boards and nailed the front and rear windows of the innermost room of the West Room from the inside.

Xu Chenghou's side also has five main rooms, with a door in the middle.

To enter the inner room of the west room, besides going through the outer room through the main door, one has to jump in through the front and back windows.

When the house was first built, it was not popular to inlay steel bars on the windows, and there was no place to get steel bars at that time, so there was no inlay.

The windows are on two levels, the outer one opens outwards, and the inner one opens inwards.

So the windows were nailed up with wooden boards from the inside, even if a thief really came in, there was no way to enter the house through the windows.

Xu Shiyan and his wife lived in the outer room of the West House at night, and the door was locked. If there was any movement, the couple would know first.

Chu Xuanhuai didn't go back there at night, and simply stayed in the clinic with Xu Haiyuan.

As for the three rooms in the clinic, Xu Chenghou specially asked someone to set up a small kang a while ago, as well as a fireplace and stove, because he was afraid that Chu Xuanhuai would be cold in winter.

Chu Xuanhuai is old and feels light at night, if there is any movement outside, he can hear it.

There were three Xu Jinpings, so it goes without saying that they must have lived with Xu Chenghou and his wife in the outer room of the East House.

As for the skinny ghost, I don't know what happened, he didn't leave after eating the meat, he had to lie down in the outer corridor.

Zhou Guilan saw it, and said, hurry up and find a sack for the bunk, let it go.

Now this is the God of Wealth, no one can afford to offend, so do whatever you like.

In this way, each settled down, the door was bolted and locked, the door of the house was plugged, and the whole family went into bed to sleep.

The night was safe and sound, and everyone was relieved to wake up early.

It's Monday, Xu Shiyan can't always ask for leave, he has to go back to work.

Xu Chenghou and Su Anying had to go to help Zhao Jianshe, Huang Shengli, and Yang Chunming's family kick the stick today.

"Mom, if you can't handle the mallet, just wait until I come back.

Anyway, I'm not in a hurry on this day, I'm free tomorrow, so let's brush together. "

Before going out, Su Anying had to tell her mother-in-law.

She was worried that her mother-in-law was too tired to watch the children cook and to work hard.

Is Zhou Guilan the kind of person who can take time off?If the mallet comes back and doesn't brush it, how can she be happy?

After the son and daughter-in-law had left, the old lady took out a sack and soaked it in the big vat outside, and slowly brushed it.

It is estimated that Han Cai'e knew that her in-laws had joined the ginseng, and she was having a hard time at home, so she came to help brush the clubs at eight o'clock.

Even Su Anyu, who was at the hotel, saw that she was not busy in the morning, so she handed over all the hotel affairs to Zhou Lirong, and she also came to help with the work.

This brushing ginseng is not just a random brushing.

The remaining stubble of the mallet straw should be broken off, and the reed bowl left over from the year before last year should be scratched and cleaned with a bamboo stick.

Then brush off the mud on the main body of the mallet little by little, and then carefully brush the ginseng whiskers.

Don't use too much force when brushing. Red ginseng is not peeled and raw sun-dried ginseng, so you can't brush to break the skin.

If the skin is broken and pulped, it is easy to have white skin and grooves, and it will not be rated first-class if it is not weighed.

The tool for brushing ginseng used to be a shoe brush.

Split that kind of bamboo shoe brush into two halves, and use a knife to repair the handle of the brush to a point, so that both ends of the brush can be used.

Later, someone discovered the business opportunity in it and specialized in this kind of brush for brushing ginseng.

Half narrower than a shoe brush, the black bristles are relatively hard, and the brush handle is pointed, which can be used as a bamboo stick.

Since last year, each company has been making products. Zhou Guilan went to the store to buy this kind of brush for brushing ginseng.

Han Cai'e and Su Anyu were also very sloppy at work, they kept their hands on while talking, and soon they brushed out a big white and plump mallet.

"Ma'am, your mallet is really nice, it looks so good."

Su Anyu looked around with the mallet she had brushed, and it was rare.

"Not to mention, this mallet really looks like a little fat doll. No wonder there are ginseng dolls in the ginseng story. How much does it look like?"

"Well, our mallet is pretty good this year.

Waiting to pick two big ones for my in-laws, and the elder brother of my in-laws to keep, and then get a bottle and put it in wine or something. "

Zhou Guilan said while brushing the mallet.

Ginseng soaked in wine can be a great tonic, if others don't give it to me, why should I keep one for my serious relatives.

"Oh, don't worry, this ginseng is not expensive.

Uncle is very busy every day, and finally planted some big sticks, so it would be a pity to keep the wine. "

Han Caie quickly shook her head and waved her hands.