Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

The ones in Yang Mo's space don't need to be selected, but the timing of harvesting is a little earlier, and then they are also made into powder. After all, the space Jiuxiang rice is an interstellar variety, and it should be better for children to eat.

Not only rice noodles, but Yang Mo even raised cows. En penguin is an interstellar breeding card bought at a huge price. It is a real interstellar breed. When it comes to children, Yang Mo will never give up.

The cows are from Xingwang Xingyu - Qiniu A9 breed. Xingwang Xingyu's animal husbandry is quite developed, and the detailed classification of species has reached the limit.

Just talking about cows, the milk produced is classified into which one is suitable for children and which one is suitable for adults.

The one Yang Mo chose is suitable for the child, but the milk production has not yet started, and Yang Mo must feed it for a month.

But Yang Mo is not in a hurry at all, as long as this month passes, the child will have a steady stream of milk to drink, which is equivalent to baby milk powder for future generations.

Not only Qi Niu A9, Yang Mo also bred Jian Niu C3, which is suitable for adults to drink. This is for himself and Su Yang. After all, the benefits of drinking more milk are obvious to the body.

The most important thing is that the system can directly process the milk, and only need to spend some points. The processing process is scientific and reasonable, which is not comparable to the so-called technology and hard work.

When Dongmei heard the rice noodles, she shook her head and said, "No, what about your two children, just keep it for them. My one will be able to eat soon."

Yang Mo: "It's only been half a year, and it's still early. Rice noodles are not a rare thing, but processed rice. It's just to save trouble for children to eat. Just rinse with boiling water and cool it down."

Dongmei didn't refuse. If it was an adult, she would definitely not want it, but she really couldn't refuse it for a child. Only when she becomes a mother, can she know that she really wants to give the world to her child.

However, raising children in this day and age is rough, and everyone doesn't pay much attention to it. That is, Yang Mo, who is influenced by later generations, is able to classify and raise them scientifically.

Well, Yang Mo thinks that children are actually raised when they are young.

I don't know if Jiarui and Jiaying will be dizzy when they grow up if they know what their mother thinks.

Yang Mo said again: "Come and see me, what are you doing with so many eggs? I have them at home. Just bring two as a symbol."

There is a reason for Yang Mo to say this. In this era, most people bring 5 eggs, and everyone is having a hard time.

Occasionally, if the family situation is not good, it is possible to bring two. That is to say, after the establishment of the fruit tree farm, the people's family has a way to get money, so life is not tight, otherwise the chicken butt is the money bag of the people.

"What's that called?" Dongmei didn't say too much, the relationship between the two of them, many things need not be said, the two of them knew it well.

Although each has a family, but some can be given to good sisters, they will also think of good sisters.

After chatting for a while, the child started crying again. Yang Mo quickly checked and found that he was either peeing or hungry.

So Yang Mo put the two children together head to head, and started to breastfeed again.

Dongmei's eyelids twitched as she watched, "Is this how you breastfeed? Well, there's nothing I can do with two children, so give me one."

As he spoke, he hugged Jia Rui who was beside him, opened his skirt and began to breastfeed.

Yang Mo didn't have any psychological pressure on eating other mothers' milk. She had also eaten other people's milk at that time. In rural areas, this kind of phenomenon was still common.

Dongmei feeds one, and Yang Mo can comfortably pick up the other and start feeding it.

Dongmei began to impart her experience: "The children need to be burped after feeding, you can let them lie down to eat, but remember to hug them and pat them after eating."

Yang Mo was a little dazed, she really didn't know about this, she just finished feeding it every time.

Seeing Yang Mo's appearance, Dongmei knew that she didn't take a picture, and she probably didn't know, so she rolled her eyes: "You are really serious, if you don't know, just ask, this kid will get depressed after eating."

After feeding, Dongmei stood up Jiarui, leaned on her chest, and patted the child's back lightly with hollow hands. After a few times, little Jiarui hiccupped twice.

Yang Mo found out that Jia Rui was very honest when hiccupping, and there was an expression of enjoyment on his face, looking very comfortable.

Yang Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it seemed that he, a novice mother, made the two little guys uncomfortable.

Yang Mo followed suit and took pictures of Jiaying. Sure enough, after a few shots, little Jiaying also hiccupped.

Yang Mo was happy that he had learned a new skill, and happily put the child down.

Dongmei also mentioned that during the confinement period, you can't touch cold water, you can't wash your hair, some precautions for eating, etc.

After sitting for a while, Dongmei helped Yang Mo cook again.

Although there is food in Yang Mo's system, he is still sincerely grateful for Dongmei's kindness right now, after all, others don't know that he has a system.

Yang Mo told Dongmei where there was prepared meat and rice noodles, etc. Dongmei took it and cooked it, and even steamed a chicken cake for Yang Mo.

Of course, when Dongmei was cooking, the two of them were chatting inside and outside the house, so Yang Mo curiously asked about the bag of grass that Dongmei brought over.

Dongmei came into the room, wiped her hands and said with a smile: "This is milk grass, just soak it in water and it will work."

Yang Mo blinked his big eyes and carefully looked at the milk grass, but he always felt a little unreliable.

But it seems that in the impression of the previous life, it seems that I have really seen this thing. When someone has a pregnant daughter-in-law, some family members will pick it.

In fact, this is indeed so rare and strange for Yang Mo. This milk grass is a local term. The botanical name is Dijincao. It is a kind of Chinese medicinal material, which is harvested in summer and autumn and dried in the sun.It can clear away heat and detoxify; promote dampness and reduce jaundice; promote blood circulation and stop bleeding.Indicates dysentery, diarrhea, jaundice; hemoptysis; hematemesis; hematuria; hematochezia; metrorrhagia;

If that Zeng Yu was here now, he would definitely nod his head in praise, saying that it worked.

The things passed down orally by the common people for thousands of years often contain the simplest effect. Whether you call it a folk prescription or a local method, in short, it is like the experience summed up by Shennong after tasting a hundred herbs, and passed on from generation to generation. It has been handed down and has become the key to solving diseases or problems for poor people.