Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

From the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, Zhong Qingran didn't find anything suspicious.That's right, even if there was anything, it would have been covered by overgrown weeds after a few months.What's more, the original owner is most jealous of his brothers and sisters. Judging from his observations in the past few months, it is possible to refuse to save him, and he hates him so much that he wants to kill him.

After enough rest and energy, Zhong Qingran began to look for what he needed in the mountains.

This time he was alone, and the fruit tree was too big to be transplanted, so it was still possible to cut a few branches.He didn't remember whether it was in junior high school or elementary school, but he used cuttings of roses and gardenias according to the content of the biology textbook, and the survival rate was quite high.It's a pity that it's summer now, and cutting branches is more difficult than spring, and he doesn't care, as long as he can live, he can just plant if there is not enough.

For the small fruit seedlings that were lucky enough to survive, Zhong Qingran planned to plant them on the base of the shrimp pond. Planting seven or eight trees per acre should not have any impact. As for the seedlings needed on the slopes, he would just ask his father for help another day.

The wild fruits in the mountains are not big. Compared with the modern times, which can weigh half a catty, they are incomparable, and the sweetness is not enough. The advantage is that they are all natural and pollution-free. They are the biggest source of snacks for children in the village.

Fortunately, most of the fruit trees are bearing fruit now, otherwise even if the fruit trees are placed in front of Zhong Qingran, he may not necessarily know them, and the possibility of this is very high.The crops are okay, and most of them have seen it before. The fruit trees are not recognized by ordinary people, even if they grow up in the countryside, they may not know it.

Randomly broke off some peaches, pears, hawthorns, sago and chestnut twigs with good fruit. There were several of each kind, and there were quite a lot bundled together. It seemed that I had to carry them away.

Looking up at the sky, seeing that it was still early, Zhong Qingran planned to hang around for a while, but the twigs were too heavy, so they put them under the shade first.

"Well, this is?" Zhong Qingran thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, but the scene in front of him did not change, stepped forward to push aside the weeds and carefully identified it, and confirmed that it was Panax notoginseng.He was very puzzled, how could Panax notoginseng grow in the cold north?When he thought of the example of the crayfish, he was relieved, accepting the fact that he didn't have to worry about it too much.

In order to avoid mistakes like crayfish, Zhong Qingran decided to use a hoe to dig open the roots to verify that it was notoginseng.It seems that his cognition is probably correct, but there is a slight deviation, which is not a serious problem.

After discovering Panax notoginseng, Zhong Qingran didn't care about anything else, and devoted himself to it.The Zhixue San prescription passed down by his grandfather is a secret family recipe, not the ones in his memory, it is comparable to the general medical prescriptions that a Chinese medicine doctor can prescribe.Although Zhong Qingran is only half-baked in Chinese medicine, he has no chance to experiment with other common medical prescriptions, and he is not interested in them. The only exclusive hemostatic prescription was learned by his grandfather when he was young, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Originally, Zhong Qingran never thought of making this prescription. After all, the main medicine of Panax notoginseng grows in the southwest, and even if the pharmacy has it in stock, the price should not be affordable by his family.Who would have thought that the opportunity is right in front of them, and if they don't seize it, they will be ashamed of their grandfather who has already gone west.

Zhong Qingran carefully dug out a few notoginseng plants and put them in the basket, and marked the rest so that he could come over and transplant them next time.

There was only a small clump in front of me, I searched nearby, and found another clump, and it was gone when I searched again.Zhong Qingran did not give up, but it was a pity that this was the case, the small valley between the two mountains only had these two clumps of Sanqi, as for whether there were any other places, Zhong Qingran said that he was not familiar with this place and did not know.Because of this, he cherished it even more. Originally, he thought about digging it all up next time. Now, under the unknown situation, he can only leave some seedlings. If the transplanting fails, at least there is a backup here.

Obtaining an unexpected harvest, Zhong Qingran had no intention of doing anything else. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting late, and if he didn't go back, his grandparents might be worried, so he carried a basket on his back and strode with a bunch of twigs on his shoulders with a smile on his face. go home.

The hill where Zhong Qingran is now still belongs to the outskirts of Lushan Mountain, but not many villagers will come here.He was busy on his way before, so he didn't go deep into both sides of the weedy path, and happened to meet no one.When returning, Zhong Qingran saw a few women and half-grown children who had come to pick mushrooms and wild fruits, walking back with a basket on their backs.

Zhong Qingran thought it would not be good to go out without bringing some fruit back, so he picked some half-green and half-red peaches along the way.Seeing the rattan pocket around his waist covered a little, Zhong Qingran was extremely satisfied. With his current physical condition, being able to carry so much weight and walk the mountain road was enough for him to be satisfied.

Zhong Qingran was in high spirits, he walked briskly along the way, and the return journey was full of heavy loads, and the time spent on the return journey was not much longer than that of entering the mountain, even he himself was surprised.Is this what people often say that people feel refreshed on happy occasions?

Humming a ditty tune, Zhong Qingran didn't care what other people thought, enjoying himself alone, and deliberately took a detour from his own slope, happened to see Jian Mingyu busy in the field, so he went up to say hello.

"Mingyu, this land belongs to your family?" After being confirmed, Zhong Qingran pointed to the open space next to him and jokingly said, "Coincidentally, that land is mine. I want to use it to plant some fruit trees. When the time comes When the fruit is ripe, you can take a look at it on the way, and I will use the fruit as a reward."

Who would have thought that Jian Mingyu would respond so readily, which made Zhong Qingran a little embarrassed for a while.He just said casually, there is no shadow on this fruit tree yet, where did the fruit come from?What's more, planting fruit trees is actually just a cover. His original intention is to grow medicinal herbs in the field.Forget it, don't think so much, just treat the fruit trees well.

Before leaving, Zhong Qingran stuffed two peaches for Jian Mingyu: "These peaches will have to be stored for two days before they can be eaten, so accept them if you don't like them."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Qingran didn't wait for Jian Mingyu's response, and walked away without a trace, not even giving Jian Mingyu a chance to thank him.

When they got home, Mrs. Tong was already looking at the door. Seeing that the third grandson was carrying it on his back, she hurried forward to take it.After seeing the items clearly, Tong's face turned a little bit bad: "Qingran, didn't you say you went to see the slope, why did you go up the mountain? Didn't grandma tell you not to go to Lushan, and you have to ask your grandpa and you to go if you want to go? Does your father take you there? Forget it this time, don't forget it next time. Thinking of your bloody head, grandma can't sleep well at night. "

Zhong Qingran rubbed his nose, and said in a somewhat embarrassing way: "Okay, grandma, I will listen to you from now on. Isn't dad busy these two days? Grandpa got angry again yesterday, and it's not suitable for climbing, so I didn't call them, let's go down I will definitely let them take me into the mountains next time."

After repeated reassurances, Zhong Qingran was liberated and kept away from Tong's nagging.

"Qing Ran, what are you doing digging up these weeds and breaking off the branches of these fruit trees?" Tong was a little puzzled.

"Grandmother, I dug this grass casually. It looked different from the pigweed my mother and the others had harvested. I wondered if it was a medicinal herb. Didn't there be a lot of grass like this in the yard of the doctor in the village?" Zhong Qingran pretended Zuo didn't know anything, and seemed to be messing around, "My land is full of fruit trees, and there are a lot of gaps. You might as well plant some herbs, anyway, there will be no loss. As for the branches of these fruit trees, they are of course used for planting."

Hearing this, Tong's expression was helpless, and he smiled and nodded his third grandson's forehead: "You, you don't even know how to grow vegetables, but you came up with the idea of ​​medicinal herbs. How can it be so simple? Also, that branch can grow Live? Don't get too fancy."

"Grandma, don't worry about him, the herbs can always be grown, and at worst, it will be a waste of time. My grandson has no other skills, and digging a hole and burying it will not trouble me." Zhong Qingran patted his chest to assure, and then With a mysterious face, she whispered in Tong's ear, "Grandma, I saw a tree that was tilted, and some branches were pressed to the ground, and it will grow into a small tree in a short time. Maybe I can grow it alive if I plant it casually." ?”

"Okay, you can play as you like, I don't care." Tong Shi was dubious, but he didn't doubt him.

Zhong Qingran put the herbs and twigs with soil in a shady place, and prepared to move them to the slopes for planting at sunset.He doesn't have the ability to farm, and at least planting herbs is not so empty. At least he has various steps and precautions in his mind. As for the results, hehe, this has yet to be verified.

As dusk approached, Mr. Zhong was carrying a bag of twigs, Zhong Qingran was carrying a basket and an empty bucket, and the grandpa and grandson each carried a hoe and walked towards Zhong Qingran's slope.

From time to time on the road, curious people came up to say hello to Mr. Zhong. Mr. Zhong always replied that his grandson was planting for fun. The villagers couldn't say anything in front of him, but they didn't know what to say about Zhong Qingran behind their backs.Mr. Zhong and his family are not the only ones in Hewan Village who dote on their grandson, but they are so doted on. Not only do they not teach what the grandson says, but they are the only ones who rush to help.

These grandparents and grandchildren don't know it.They are busy with their work, so there is no time for other things.

The twigs have been cut obliquely and cut, and simply soaked in earth-made disinfectant. I have done everything I can.The space needed for cuttings is very small, and Mr. Zhong is a good farmer, so he opened a small nursery after three times and five times.Zhong Qingran couldn't stand still, so he went to the ditch with an empty bucket to fetch a bucket of water.

After the nursery was finished, Zhong Qingran took out the branches and inserted them into the loose soil one by one.Mr. Zhong saw it was so simple, so he also joined the ranks of cuttings.

Planting notoginseng is even easier, there are only six or seven plants in total, and they will be planted soon.

Mr. Zhong looked at the so-called medicinal herb that had just been watered, dripping with water, and stretched its branches and leaves, and confirmed again: "Qing Ran, is this really a medicinal herb?"

Zhong Qingran rolled his eyes in his heart, and wanted to say yes for sure, but he was forced by the reality, so he could only change his words: "It should be? Isn't it just like I'm planting flowers, I remember it will produce a large bunch of red fruits in autumn, it looks very beautiful .”

Seeing the third grandson cheating, Mr. Zhong's brows and eyes were full of smiles, and the third grandson would get angry when he continued to tease him, so he hurriedly said solemnly: "Let's go home."

As the sun sets, the long shadows of the two of them are reflected on the road, peaceful and beautiful.