The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

As soon as the rain is over, the spring equinox will follow.

At the beginning of the Awakening of Insects, all kinds of beneficial insects and pests began to move around one after another. Father Xue was afraid that the warm winter last year would not kill the pests, so he pulled a large basket of reckless grass from the mountain as a backup.

Xue Yinsong relies too much on pesticides, and lacks confidence in ancient pest control techniques. Early in the morning, he saw his father chopping reeds into pieces and boiling them in clay pots in the middle of the yard. He asked very worriedly: " Dad, can this work?"

Father Xue said: "This is a method passed down from my grandfather. I also used it when I was young. It can kill most insects."

Xue Yinsong frowned and asked, "Is there anyone who can't be killed?"

"Of course," Father Xue said with a smile, "This reckless weed is not omnipotent. Some big bugs are not afraid of them, and they can only guard against part of them."

Xue Yinsong's farming experience is in chemical fertilizers and pesticides. Apart from these two, he simply didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, he asked, "Are there any other weeds that kill insects?"

Father Xue shook his head: "The other thing is the grasses, which have to be bundled into small bundles and buried in the ground. There are too few grasses in Chenjia Village, so I didn't cut them."

"Is arsenic okay?"

Father Xue shook his head like a rattle: "How can it work? Arsenic will poison people to death." Xue Yinsong argued: "Isn't the wheat seed mixed with arsenic? It didn't say that there was a pest infestation, a small amount Don’t be afraid, the key is to wash it after soaking.”

Father Xue still refused, so Xue Yinsong had no choice but to say: "Sulfur, lime, etc. are always okay?"

Xue Yinsong suddenly remembered that rice requires acidic soil, so adding lime is really unacceptable. He squatted down to look at the water in the earthenware pot in doubt. He always felt that the water boiled with so many grasses might not be able to kill insects.

"When should I pour the potion?"

The old man looked at the sky and said: "You can go in the afternoon, I will pour the potion into the bucket, mix it with cold water and spray it later."

Xue Yinsong took out several empty buckets at home, filled them with potion, and carried them to the field with his father to splash them.In ancient times, there were no tools, so we could only use a gourd ladle to scoop it into the wheat field, and it all depended on the feel of the hand.

Xue Yinsong felt that his splashing was not even, and it would kill him if he splashed more or less for a while, so he retreated in shame.

Suddenly there was a noise of gongs and drums in the direction of the village, and there seemed to be a lot of people coming.Father Xue looked up and asked, "What happened?"

Xue Yinsong just urged his father to sprinkle the potion: "What could happen? Maybe there is a happy event in one of the houses, why bother so much, hurry up and spray the medicine, and go home early after spraying, the weather is fine today, boil water and take a bath later .”

Father Xue was still immersed in his work when he heard the words, and after a while Pei Yuanqi ran over quickly, out of breath: "Godfather, Grandpa Xue, go back and have a look, I heard that a rich businessman came to the village and brought There are a lot of people, those people have no place to live, and Li Zheng said that they will allocate some to our family."

Xue Yinsong immediately jumped up: "My house is so small, where do I live? Did Li Zheng say it?"

"Yes..." Pei Yuanqi swallowed and moistened his throat, "When I was young, I seemed to have visited the brigade, but I was too young to remember. Godfather, go and see, my father is talking with They're theorizing."

Xue Yinsong was afraid that the scholar would suffer, so he threw away the barrel and hurried home, only to see Lizheng and two people standing in the yard talking to the scholar.

The little scholar carefully read the documents, frowned and said: "Uncle Liu, I didn't deliberately evade, my house does not have any vacant rooms, look at these three rooms and three beds, each of which sleeps two people."

Li Zheng was also in a bit of a dilemma: "I also know that I didn't want to bother Juren at first, but there are few families in the village who are able to live there, and those who can be assigned to other families are also assigned. Only these two are left, because Young Master Huang lives in my house. These two are his bodyguards, so I want to live close by and take care of him."

Xue Yinsong walked in, and upon seeing Li Zheng, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Boy Xue, you came just in time. Can you make room for two seats in your house? Why don't the two boys sleep in the big room and let the small bed go?" Live for these two elder brothers?"

Xue Yinsong looked at the two guards, both of whom stared blankly at the side, immediately felt that it was unusual, and secretly speculated about the identity of the rightful owner: "That's all right, since Uncle Liu has spoken, how dare the little one not Since, being convenient to others is convenient to oneself.”

Li was busy thanking each other, and said some compliments to each other, only to hear a hum outside the door, a young man came in with a few guards.

Xue Yinsong raised his eyes and immediately knew that the master was coming. The young man was very upright, with a thin face and thick eyebrows and big eyes. Behind him, with one hand holding up the hem of the silk robe, he entered the door, and his gestures and gestures showed that he was by no means an ordinary person.

Li Zheng hurriedly nodded and bowed his waist: "Mr. Huang is here." The guards on the side also hurriedly saluted, only to see Mr. Huang raised his hand slightly, and the guards stepped back and turned to him with a slight respect.

Xue Yinsong glanced presumptuously, and knew in his heart that this person was not a businessman, but a military general who fought on the battlefield, because the faint evil spirit flowing around him indicated that this person had killed people.

"Has it been properly arranged?" Mr. Huang asked.

"It's all done, it's all done." Li Zheng was probably the only person who knew his identity, and his every move revealed his dog legs.

The man glanced at Xue Yinsong and said: "Is this the master here?" Just as he was about to say otherwise, Xue Yinsong cupped his hands generously: "I'm right here, this is Mr. Huang?"

Mr. Huang nodded slightly, and ordered: "Then you go and rest yourself, I... I am tired today, so I ordered someone to boil water to serve you earlier." As soon as he said that, he turned around and walked outside.

Li Zheng hurriedly nodded and bowed again, and followed Mr. Huang out with a smile.

Seeing that they had gone far away, Xue Yinsong turned his head and led the two of them into the west room: "My family is poor, and the bed is covered with straw. I wonder if the two of you are used to sleeping?"

The two guards shook their heads, and one of them said: "It's okay, I have been in the army for a long time, so I don't care about this." The other one also said: "It doesn't matter to us, I will disturb the master."

Xue Yinsong nodded to let them rest, and retreated first.

Xiaoxiu hurriedly stopped him and said, "These people don't seem like good people."

Xue Yinsong laughed: "How can you tell?"

The little scholar frowned: "They have a murderous look on them."

Xue Yinsong whispered: "I think they are like soldiers. Mr. Huang is probably an important person, maybe he came here to play. Don't worry about it, just stay at home and avoid contact with them."

All men in the world don't like their family members getting too close to other men. Xue Yinsong always thought that he was a modern person, so he would be more open-minded, but in the end he still fell into the cliché.

Little Xiucai himself was unwilling to get close to those two people, so he frowned and asked, "Do you care about food and lodging? Then you have to eat at my house for dinner?" Xue Yinsong nodded: "Probably, but they probably won't be staying for long. "

In fact, they really didn't plan to stay for a long time, because the next morning, three donkey carts suddenly came to the village.

A man who looked like a butler ordered people to carry several boxes of sacrificial supplies and paper figurines and paper horses up the mountain. According to a few young people who sneaked up the mountain, Mr. Huang built a very grand platform on the top of the mountain.

In the evening, the little scholar and his wife slept on the bed discussing this matter, Xue Yinsong couldn't figure it out, because the mountain next to them was not a famous mountain or sacred water, so it was impossible for them to sacrifice to the gods, and this mountain had never heard of it. Someone was buried, so it is impossible to sacrifice to the ancestors.

Little Xiucai was startled when he heard the analysis, clasped Xue Yinsong's arm tightly with his ten fingers and asked: "Could it be to sacrifice those female monsters in the deep mountains? How can monsters sacrifice with paper figures and horses? Don't they use living people to sacrifice? Oh, they Will you pretend to hire some people and trick them into the mountain pit to kill them..."

Xiao Xiucai took the initiative to post it while talking, and looked behind the wall from time to time, for fear that the wall would suddenly break and a ghost claw would protrude from inside.

Xue Yinsong intentionally frightened him: "It's usually easy to jump out of a monster from under the bed." Little Xiucai hurriedly rolled, climbed to sit on Xue Yinsong's stomach, but said in his mouth: "Don't scare me." Changhui watched from the side Interesting, he quickly climbed up and sat on Xue Yinsong's chest.

Changhui will be seven years old later, this boy only grows sideways when he came to Chenjiacun, and now he weighs fifty or sixty catties, this sitting made Xue Yinsong roll his eyes and be speechless.

Changhui rushed over in a hurry: "Father, Aba is dead, Aba is dead!" Xiao Xiucai reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense, come down quickly, you Aba can't breathe."

Only then did Xue Yinsong catch his breath, and scolded: "What do you eat every day, kid, you're almost as heavy as a pig!"

Changhui giggled and rolled on Aba again.

The family of three rolled into a ball, and it took Xiao Xiucai a long time to laugh and get away and said, "What do you think they are doing up the mountain?"

"Inquire about it tomorrow. It shouldn't be a secret, unless they belong to a cult."

The little scholar was startled again, and asked in a low voice, "Heretic cult? You mean the Church of Our Lady of the Lotus Flower in the early days of the Celestial Dynasty?"

Xue Yinsong thought about it and said with a smile: "If they won't say it, it's possible, but cults generally act in secret, so they shouldn't be so fanfare. Besides, paper figurines and paper horses should still be used to pay homage to the dead. If it's a cult, they need people It is right to sacrifice blood."

The little Xiucai hurriedly threw himself on him, pulled his arms around him and said, "I don't want to be a human sacrifice." Seeing this, Changhui also rushed over, and opened Aba's arms in the same way to surround his small fat body , also shouted: "I don't want to be a human sacrifice either."

Xue Yinsong smiled and said, "Well, I'm here, don't be afraid." Just as the door rang, Pei Yuanqi asked pitifully outside the door: "Father, godfather, can I come in and sleep?"

Xue Yinsong hurriedly got up and opened the door, and saw him standing outside in a padded jacket: "What's the matter? Didn't you be asked to sleep with Grandpa Xue?"

Over there, old man Xue stood at the door and said loudly: "I let him sleep, he wants to squeeze in with you." Seeing the words, old man Xue was quite dissatisfied, as if he was disgusted.

Xue Yinsong responded with a smile, pulled him into the door and said: "Come on, come in." Changhui hurriedly cheered, pulled him to bed and said, "Brother, come, we two sleep inside."

The little scholar was squeezed out immediately, and looked at Xue Yinsong with an innocent face: "How can the four of you sleep?"