Farming. Farmhouse Daily

When the two returned from the mountain, the sun had already reached the foot of the mountain. Looking at the blue sky above his head, Yang Sheng thought that the sky would be sunny for several days. At this time, although only a small amount of water is needed in the rice fields, it cannot be cut off until the rice flowers are over.

After returning home, Yang Sheng put down the basket and quickly took out a large dustpan. After pouring out the wild cotton leaves in the basket, he evenly threw them into the dustpan, and then put it in the yard. Depending on the weather, it should only need It will dry in two days.

"Why did you go there so early in the morning?" Yang Sheng turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Wan Jiahe leaning against the door and yawning, he seemed to have just woken up.Thinking of what happened last night, Yang Sheng felt a little uncomfortable. He would rather have Wan Jiahe ignore him and let him sleep in the kitchen. He is really not good at dealing with such things.

Without looking at Wan Jiahe's face, Yang Sheng picked up the pannier on the ground and said, "I'll make breakfast." After only a few words, he stopped talking and went straight to the kitchen.

Looking at Yang Sheng's back with a basket on his shoulders, Wan Jiahe gave him a blank stare. He felt that Yang Sheng was really stupid. If he wanted to live a good life, he could just please him, as long as he was happy. , he doesn't have to go to work in the mountains anymore, does that idiot know it?

Walking slowly to the stove, looking at Yang Sheng who was washing his face, Wan Jiahe only said one thing, he wanted to eat steamed stuffed buns, then wandered away again.Yang Sheng threw the washcloth into the basin, endured it and went up to stop Wan Jiahe, and said to people: "There is no dough at home, can we eat it tomorrow?" Steamed buns made directly without dough , it was tight and hard and had a sour taste, and it was not tasty at all. Yang Sheng thought that he would go back today anyway, so he just ordered it from home.

Yang Sheng knew that Wan Jiahe was not easy to talk to, so he thought about how to explain it to him. The steamed stuffed bun made without dough was not tasty, and even the white flour would be ruined. Who knew that Wan Jiahe didn't say anything, just did it directly. He simply said a good word and went out of the yard.

"He has no problem with his mind today." Wan Jia and Yang Sheng who are so talkative are quite unfamiliar. During the time he was in contact with Wan Jiahe, the two basically quarreled after a few words, which is not so good. Words too.But early in the morning, it's better not to quarrel, so Yang Sheng hurried back to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

Yang Sheng originally wanted to cook noodles, but when he saw the white noodles in the jar, he decided to make noodles. Noodles don’t need to be fermented, they can be cooked directly, just put a little cabbage and shallots in it.

After thinking about what to do, Yang Sheng took out a small iron basin, put a few tablespoons of white flour in it, and then slowly mixed water into it, mixing water with one hand and stirring quickly with chopsticks in the other, until the flour It was evenly stirred until it became a paste, then stopped, and then put a little salt in it, and finally found a lid to cover it.After the flour is ready, he has to go out and pick some cabbage and shallots.When Yang Sheng walked to the gate of the mansion, he saw the nurse eating breakfast, and after saying hello, he thought to himself that it was a good thing that the nurse ate at the house of the elder brother, otherwise it would be inconvenient for him to go back sometimes. , I have to think about coming back to cook for him.

During the meal, neither of them opened their mouths, but Yang Sheng always wanted to tell Wan Jiahe that he wanted to buy the land. Although he could ask Yang Jun about most things, Wan Jiahe had to agree in the end. It's still troublesome, if he doesn't get married, he doesn't have to ask others to decide everything.

"Wan... Wan Jiahe, I want to buy land." Yang Sheng originally wanted to call him Master Wan as before, but after thinking about it, he is not a long-term worker of his family. In a word, besides, he was not begging for help in this matter, he was just telling Wan Jiahe and hoping that he would agree.If he disagrees, he can just put the land in his aunt's account.

"Buy land? Why buy land? Wanjia doesn't have many fields, but has a lot of fields." Looking at this husband who always made troubles for himself, Wan Jiahe wanted to know what he was going to do this time.

"I want to buy the wasteland under the back mountain." I don't want to say extra words, just state my purpose directly.Yang Sheng already had some ideas in his mind, so he was not afraid of Wan Jiahe's objections and doubts. He had already confirmed this morning that the sandy soil in the wasteland was the same as that in his house, and that such land actually had suitable grain for sowing, but they I don't know.

It was a coincidence that when Yang Sheng went to the mountains that year, he dug a ground fruit on the abandoned land of his house. The fruit grew much better than the ones sold in the market, and all of them were fat and plump. If you sell it, you will be able to sell it for a good price.At first, he wondered why there were ground fruits in the field, but when he went down the mountain, he remembered that he buried them there himself.A few months ago, an aunt in the village stuffed him with a few ground fruits. He was reluctant to eat it and planned to take it back to his mother. Who knew that the uncle who went up the mountain with him insisted on staring at the few ground fruits in his pocket. In the end, he just sat down on the ground, dug a hole in the ground with his hands secretly, and sold the ground fruit, and waited for his aunt to tell him to put the ground fruit back in for his third brother. At that time, he turned his pocket directly, and the ground fruit was gone, and he didn't know where it fell.

"Don't worry, I won't let you pay for it, I'll buy it myself." Seeing Wan Jiahe's uneasy expression, Yang Sheng quickly explained, he also knew that the people in the village disliked that piece of land, Wan Jiahe disagreed It's normal, but as long as he doesn't spend his money, he shouldn't care.But why did he look even uglier when he said he wouldn't let him pay?

"Why are you buying that shabby land? If you really want to buy land, at worst I'll take back the piece of dry land closest to your home and give it to you. You can plant whatever you want." Wan Jia put down his chopsticks, looked up at Yang Sheng, Said a little impatiently.

"No need, I just want to tell you that when I talk to the village chief about buying land, just say that you know and agree to it." This is the rule, married girls and younger brothers don't go through the husband's house It is forbidden to own private property with permission, so if Wan Jiahe disagrees, he will absolutely not be able to buy this land.

"No need, that land belongs to our family, not to mention that land, and even the mountain in the back was bought by my grandfather a long time ago, you can do whatever you want." The health care, went straight away.

"Damn landlord!" Yang Sheng managed to regain his senses, thinking of what Wan Jiahe said just now, he couldn't even cry!The way of life he finally thought of leads to the Wan family. Could it be that he can only depend on others and live his whole life tremblingly?

Yang Sheng was thinking about the five acres of rice at home, so he thought he would go back and have a look, but this time he wanted to come back as soon as possible, he still had a lot to do today.Wan Jiahe disappeared after breakfast, and Yang Sheng was so happy that he didn't have to explain why he went back.He didn't have anything special to go back this time, so he didn't bring anything back empty-handed.

As soon as he arrived in Yangjia Village, Yang Sheng went directly to the rice field at home. Seeing the water in the field that was about to dry up, Yang Sheng frowned. A small share goes in.It's almost July now, and it's time for the rice to be full, and it's not time to cut off the water, at least until mid-July.

After watching the water in the field, Yang Sheng rushed home. This time he came out to pick up the dough because he wanted to see if the clothes his mother made for him were ready.Although Wan Jiahe speaks fiercely and domineeringly, some of his words still make sense. The clothes he is wearing are indeed too ragged. He may not care about it himself, but he can't completely ignore Wan's family's face. He is already married. , how much they still have to consider their feelings.

It was a coincidence that Yang Sheng went back. When he went back, his mother had just finished the clothes and was about to put them away in the house.

"Aniang, I'm back." Seeing the clothes in Aniang's hands, Yang Sheng immediately burst out laughing, the color of the clothes made from the cloth was really pretty.

"It's just in time. Your clothes have just been made. Come here and try to see if the size fits you well." Seeing her son enter the door, Aunt Yang hurriedly removed her things and stood up. She picked up the clothes and gestured at her son who walked up to her. .

"Aniang, what you made is sure to fit. You don't need to try it. I have something to do when I go back. I came back this time to see our rice fields. Aniang, I just saw that the water in the field has dried up. I can't cut off the water now." , you have to wait until next month. You can go there every few days to see if people don’t block the water. Also, the soybeans on the field ridges are growing well, and they all look plump, and their shells have begun to shrink. , there is tofu to eat this year. By the way, I almost forgot. The stone mill at home is distributed to the uncle’s family. I will find a way for you to use the stone mill at home. Don’t worry about it. And when I just came in, Why is the courtyard door unlocked? Auntie, from now on you must lock the door when you are alone at home. It is better to bother to open the door when someone comes than to be sneaked in by thieves." Regarding the coming, Yang Sheng felt that it would be better to close the gate, so that they would not be confused, thinking that this place still belongs to his family, and they can take things here casually.

As soon as Yang Sheng entered the door, he couldn't stop talking, because he had to rush back. Yang Aniang didn't stop her son when she saw him like this. Instead, she felt that her son had to worry about everything for her, which really dragged him down.

"Don't worry, Auntie will listen to you."

"Auntie, I have something to do when I go back today. Is there any noodles at home? Give me half of it." Yang Sheng remembered that the steamed stuffed buns made by his Auntie were the best. It has a sour taste and is hard, but the one made by his mother is very sweet and soft and delicious.

"I haven't done that for a few days. When you go back, remember to soak it in water first, and then put it with the reconciled white flour, you know?"

"Well, I got it." In fact, Yang Sheng knew how to do it, because he was the younger brother. Every time his mother cooked, she often nagged in his ear how to cook the dishes, and he remembered them all. And he thinks that A Niang's method is very effective, and the food is delicious.

Although the land could not be bought back in his own name, Yang Sheng still decided to follow his previous idea. Because the land has been abandoned for many years, it is very barren and ordinary crops are not suitable for it. In addition, there is yellow sand below it that is suitable for planting. There are fewer things.So he doesn't plan to plant things at the beginning, but plans to divide the large piece of land into equal parts, and surround the middle edge with fences. He plans to raise some chickens and ducks to accumulate fertilizer in those places that are often trampled. Then plant some sweet potatoes and rapeseeds in a farther place. Even if there is no harvest, the roots and stems are still useful. Among those things, the soil in the field in the last two seasons can be loosened a little.