Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

The altitude of the meadow is already relatively high. This time the spring fog came fiercely, and white fog waves rolled over the meadow.

It was as if I had slipped into the clouds, and the fog was so thick that I couldn't even see half a meter.

Zhao Yeqing raised his hand and wiped it on his face. The skin that was dry just now was now moist.

The fog poured in from the gap in the door. Mu Xi saw it and quickly dressed up and walked out, "Such a heavy fog? Does it matter if it's in the ground?"

Zhao Yeqing also secretly thought that it was bad luck. Unfortunately, the spring cold had not passed long, and the sun had just been ushered in for a few days, but now he was afraid that the sunshine would disappear again.

The density of this fog should not dissipate even at noon.

Although it is just an ordinary mountain fog, not as scary as sea fog or fire fog, the crops are still very delicate now. This fog blocks the sun and is still wet.

Crops must be protected from gray mold or downy mildew.

After the two washed up, they took the tools and went to the vegetable garden, thinking of taking some measures.

There are no preventive medicines, and she doesn't know the local methods, so she can only use physical prevention.

The two used sticks to make many small holes in the soil of the vegetable garden to avoid the roots of the plants, but not too far away to allow the soil to breathe and prevent roots from rotting due to excessive moisture.

I'm not worried about the freshly planted fruits and vegetables. They're covered with mulch and the seedlings haven't grown yet. As long as the seeds don't rot, their growth won't be affected.

The fields have no choice but to resign themselves to their fate.

After breakfast, Zhao Yeqing was a little bored.

Originally thinking of going into the mountains today to find some wild vegetables or fruits, Mu Xi also planned to dig some herbs and bring them back.

But with this heavy fog, we can't go out and we can't bask in the sun.

Zhao Yeqing lay beside the bed, staring at the large open space in the backyard in a daze.

This was the original rabbit pen, occupying more than half of the backyard.

It's a pity that it's empty now.

Mu Xi finished washing the dishes and put the bowls that had been dried yesterday into the cupboard. Looking at her like that, he knew what she was thinking and said bluntly, "Are you thinking of planting something again?"

Zhao Yeqing said 'um' without saying yes or no.

If I had remembered earlier that I still had this land, there would be no need to plant a vegetable garden outside.

What can be planted in the yard?

The family lacks everything. A piece of wheat land is enough, and a large piece of corn is planted. I can grow some rapeseed. There are not too many raw materials for oil extraction, but in this weather, rapeseed seeds are not easy to dry.

When growing rapeseed, the soil needs to be treated extra finely, which is also troublesome.

There could be more rice, but putting a paddy field in the yard always feels weird, and the ground will become wet, which is no good.

But we don’t have much seeds left at home, so we can’t grow pasture.

Mu Xi thought for a while, "Didn't the original owner grow sorghum before? How about growing some too?"

There was indeed a large bag of sorghum seeds in the house, but apart from making porridge, she found the sorghum was not very tasty in any other way.

But there’s nothing to grow now, so it’s not impossible.

Zhao Yeqing returned to the house, took out the original owner's notes and some books and began to search for information.

Sorghum is not a major crop here, and they haven't seen many people growing it since they were young.

She carefully studied the knowledge points about planting sorghum and came to a conclusion.

Can be planted.

This thing has high disease resistance. What they are most afraid of when planting things now is that the crops will get disease. There are almost no pesticides on hand. The crops themselves are highly disease-resistant, which is the easiest thing to do.

The land for growing sorghum only requires cultivating. Dry land cultivation is also simple to take care of.

It is also a drought-tolerant crop, and the book says it can grow to more than three meters high.

Plant now and you will harvest in the summer.

By then, the backyard will be blocked by three or four meters of sorghum, so the house won't be so hot in summer.

What a miracle crop this is.

Plant, plant immediately.

Zhao Yeqing soaked the sorghum seeds in water. They did not need to be exposed to the sun. They only needed to soak them overnight, then take them out and dry them before they could be planted. It was very suitable for the current weather.

After preparing the seeds, the two put on their previous jackets and walked to the backyard to start digging.

It's past ten o'clock now. Logically speaking, the sun has already risen by this time, but the heavy fog shows no sign of dissipating at all.

The two of them were digging in the fog and could only wear jackets. Other clothes would probably get soaked after a while.

It's like farming in the clouds.

I don’t know whether it’s because this was a place where rabbits were raised before, or because the manure was piled next to it, but the soil here is particularly fertile.

The black soil was dug up with a hoe, and from time to time, small pink earthworms could be found.

Planting sorghum on this soil will produce high yields in no time.

Thinking of the joy of harvest, Zhao Yeqing felt much more powerful when digging in the ground.

In one day, the ground is dug and base fertilizer is spread. The next day, the seeds are dried and sown into the ground.

The notes say that less water is needed during the tender seedling stage, and the amount of watering during the entire growth period follows the principle of 'less at the two ends and more in the middle'.

The thick fog has not cleared for two days, and the ground is wet.

Even watering is saved.

After sowing the seeds, Mu Xi returned to the house and brought a towel to wipe Zhao Yeqing's hair.

"You didn't listen when I told you to wear a straw hat. It's better now. I have to wash my hair again at night."

Zhao Yeqing touched his damp hair and sighed. He just washed his hair last night, so he shouldn't be too lazy to wear a straw hat.

At night, he had no choice but to wash his hair again. Zhao Yeqing shook the shampoo bottle, which was almost empty.

I still have several bottles at home.

The two of them usually don't use it sparingly. This thing won't last long if it is used sparingly. The shelf life is only two or three years. If it is used sparingly for another two years, it will be useless.

The fire pit in the kitchen had been lit. The two of them sat by the fire. Mu Xi wiped her hair and said:

"Speaking of shampoo, when the season comes, I will look for tea seeds. Last year I said that I need to squeeze oil from tea seeds. When I find it, let's not talk about how much oil can be squeezed. As long as there are tea seeds, I can make it. I'll come out and wash your hair."

There are some ethnic minority villages nearby. The women in the villages have long, black and shiny hair, but they only use cha Ku to wash their hair all year round.

Zhao Yeqing also remembered, "They must have grown it over there, but unfortunately the village is too far away from us, and we can't get there now, otherwise we can still look for it."

The Camellia oleifera trees have to wait until autumn to bear fruit. After the autumn harvest, you can have some free time, and then go into the mountains to look for them.

The two of them stayed at home for three days before the thick fog in the mountains was blown away by a southerly wind.

This southerly wind came suddenly, causing the temperature to rise several degrees.

It was already 20 degrees at noon, which was quite comfortable for the crops, but the two of them felt extremely uncomfortable.

Last year we had such a long dry and hot summer, followed by several months of extremely cold winter.

The two of them almost forgot that weather like Hui Nantian existed.

The wooden house next to it was fine, but the brick house used as a bedroom for the two of them was not so good.