Farmhouse Chronicle [Farming]

Chapter 4

Yang Tianlin would hide the pastries and candies because he expected that his dinner would be lost again. Sure enough, after a while, shouts came from Dad's room, and Yang Tianlin habitually went out to suffer. Cursed, but when he went out, he was knocked to the ground by the father who ran out of the room in a hurry, and he only had time to see the back of the father who ran out in a hurry.

After Grandpa Yang came out to help his grandson up, he saw his wife coming out of his son's room happily. He couldn't wait for his wife to explain, so he hurriedly asked, "What's going on? What's the matter, son?"

"Haha, happy event, great happy event! Ying may be pregnant." Wang Guihua has been looking forward to this grandson for not a day or two. Although she already has a grandson, but this grandson's reputation is really bad. Most people in the village don't think highly of her grandson, so she hopes that her daughter-in-law can give birth to another grandson, and she will point to her unborn grandson in the future.

Different from Wang Guihua's pure happiness, Grandpa Yang was also worried about his grandson while he was happy, and his grandson's life might be even more difficult in the future.

Yang Tong ran out in a hurry just now to ask for a doctor in the village. There is an old doctor in the village who once opened a medical clinic in the town. He returned to the village when he got old. class of ailments.After the old doctor came, it was soon confirmed that Wang Ying was indeed pregnant, and the child had been more than two months old.

"Your child, the child is more than two months old, how did you find out? It is said that you should pay more attention to the instability of the fetus in the first three months. The child is more than two months old, and you don't even know if your period is coming or not." Wang Guihua Although the words were blaming, the corners of his mouth were always upturned, and he looked very happy, not even half unhappy.Naturally, Wang Ying knew that her mother-in-law didn't mean to blame her, but she was not happy when she thought that she had been doing heavy work every day in the past few months. She immediately put away her happy smile because of her pregnancy, and said complainingly:

"Aniang, you can't blame me for this. I'm so busy every day. I don't even know after a few days. How can I care about menstruation?!"

"Okay, I'm worried about my grandson, and I don't blame you. At worst, you should rest well and wait for the child to be three months old." Normally, Wang Guihua would not dare to provoke this daughter-in-law, but now the daughter-in-law Now that her son is pregnant, she wants to let this go. It doesn't matter what the daughter-in-law says, anyway, she is content with having a grandson.

It's September now, and I'm going to get busy soon. The fields are going to be plowed out to grow wheat, and there are all kinds of vegetables that should be planted, as well as weeding sweet potatoes. The most important thing is that now It's time to cut firewood. Before winter comes, you have to go to the mountains to cut firewood for a year, otherwise there will be no firewood for winter.

This month Wang Ying can't do anything, and Wang Guihua has to stay at home to take care of her, so there are only three people in the Yang family who can work.

"Father, take Linzi up the mountain to cut firewood. I'm going to turn over the sweet potato field today." The sweet potato vines are very long, so in addition to pulling the vines, you have to turn over the vines, so that the sweet potato ridges can be exposed to the sun, so that the sweet potatoes can grow better. big.Turning over the sweet potato field is definitely easier than going up the mountain to chop firewood. Chopping firewood requires strength and the thorn vines in the mountains can easily be stabbed. Even if you are careful, you will still get some small injuries every time.

When Yang Tong came back the day before yesterday, that one had a little scratch on his arm, and Wang Ying saw it while sleeping at night, so she read Yang Tong for a long time and asked him to change jobs with Dad, anyway, Lin Zi often went up the mountain , It is also necessary to chop firewood.

Grandpa Yang naturally agreed with his son's words. The family has been obedient to this son since he was a child, but now the family is completely inferior to the past. He and his wife still take care of their son habitually, and he is reluctant to let his son chop Chai, the thorny vines in the mountains have come here these days, and those thorns are very hard, and it hurts a lot when it sticks on my body.

"Grandpa, let me go to collect firewood. Call me when you have finished cutting the firewood. We will carry it back together." After all, Yang Tianlin is still young, and if he wants to chop firewood, he will not be able to cut down a big tree for a long time.The mountains behind Yangjia Village are divided into other families, which ones belong to whichever family they belong to, and the ones that are not specifically assigned to others are all on the high mountains far away from the village, where it takes one or two hours to climb the mountain. You can only climb up, so no one goes up to chop firewood.

For the firewood on my own mountain, I only need to cut down a few Artemisia chinensis and some pine trees, which is enough firewood for a year.Artemisia lacquer trees are tall and strong. The trunk of a larger tree can be tens of meters thick. A tree trunk alone can cut hundreds of catties of firewood sticks. This kind of firewood is very resistant to burning. Enough for two meals a day.

After the Artemisia lacquer is cut down, it needs to be split with an axe, and at most two trees can be cut down in a day. The two grandparents went to the mountain early in the morning, and after the two trees were cut down, they each gathered a few bundles of firewood. Ready to go back, Grandpa Yang had to chop firewood all the time after breakfast, and Yang Tianlin had to carry the firewood approved by Grandpa Yang back home slowly.

"Linzi, that firewood is hard to find. If you can't find it, don't waste your time. Come here and I'll sort out the firewood for you. Carry this little firewood back first."

"Understood, Grandpa." Although Yang Tianlin is still young, he often comes to the mountains. After getting used to the small injuries on his body, he feels that it doesn't matter. Sometimes he doesn't feel any pain when he is stabbed. The blood beads that came out were wiped off and everything was fine.

After answering Grandpa's words, Yang Tianlin walked away by himself. Besides looking for firewood, he also looked for fungus. These few days are the last few days for fungus to grow in the mountains. After September, he will have to look for fungus next year up.

The fungus that Yang Tianlin is looking for is not a big fungus, but a dew fungus that grows in the grass or under a pine tree. This kind of fungus is very small, which is as long as an adult's thumb. Although the dew fungus is small, it tastes very good , so as long as time is enough, Yang Tianlin is also willing to look for it.

Today he went up the mountain with Grandpa, not by himself, so even if it took a little longer, Auntie probably wouldn't scold him. Besides, he even found fungus to go back, Auntie also I like to eat mushrooms.

It may be that there are fewer people looking for fungi these days, Yang Tianlin found a lot in a short while, when he returned to Grandpa, Grandpa had already trapped two bundles of firewood for him, and was tying him to the back basket.

"Grandfather, I found a lot of fungus and came back, but I didn't see Chai Liao. I will go find Chai Liao this afternoon."

"It's okay, go down and look for it, you carry this firewood back first."

"it is good."

The two bundles of firewood are not many, but they are still a bit heavy because they are wet, and the road down the mountain is not easy to walk. When Yang Tianlin staggered back home with his back basket, Grandpa Yang told him several times to be careful. However, when he reached the entrance of the village, he still fell down. The intersection from the mountain to the entrance of the village was very slippery, and now it was very dry, and it was easy to slip if he stepped on anything.The things on Yang Tianlin's back were heavy, and when he fell, he couldn't hold on. He fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, dragging the straps on his shoulders, and he stabilized himself after he felt relaxed.

"Oh, bad luck." Although he was steady, a bundle of firewood was scattered. Looking at the scattered firewood branches, Yang Tianlin resigned himself to picking them up one by one. The wish made during the Chinese New Year will not come true. He used to make a wish every year, hoping that his father and mother would treat him better, but this wish has been made for several years. How can father and mother treat him more and more? It's getting worse.