After returning to the countryside to farm, I brought the whole village to become rich

Chapter 241 Fighting Pigweed

After sending away the express company's truck, Wang Gannian's day's work was over.

He said hello to Shen Qiuqiu and went home to help pick out manure. It was the busy season for spring plowing and passionflower seedlings had also begun to be cultivated, so every household was very busy.

The Shen family is not growing food this year, so they just buy ready-made passion fruit seedlings. Now they have a moment of leisure.

Grandma Shen looked up at the sky. The sun had set a little now and it wasn't very hot anymore.

"Xiaohua, you stay at home and look after the house. I'll go up the mountain to get some pigweed and come back. These little piggies eat well, and what I got back this morning is not enough for them." The old lady put away the folded ingots. He put the basket on his back, took the sickle and walked out.

The family caught four piglets a few days ago and brought them back to raise. The pigs need to eat every day, and the vegetables they grow at home are limited, so they can only go to the mountains to collect pig grass and feed them.

The pigs raised by farmers for their own consumption are basically not fed pig feed. Firstly, pig feed is too expensive, and secondly, the pork grown on feed does not taste good. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, a pig eats mostly wild vegetables. Those who are more particular about vegetable leaves will also add some rice bran, sweet potato, pumpkin, corn, bean dregs, etc. when cooking pig food, so that the pig fat produced will be thicker.

Shen Xiu was originally the one doing the work of killing pigweeds, but she was still greeting guests at the strawberry garden, so Grandma Shen went there by herself.

"Grandma, I'll go with you." Shen Qiuqiu went back to the house, changed into a pair of shoes, put on a straw hat, picked up the sickle, closed the door, and ran after her.

She slept for a long time today, and her head felt dizzy and a little uncomfortable. She just went to do some physical work to stretch out, and breathed in the fresh air of the mountains.

I remembered that today’s video hasn’t been taken yet.

Shen Qiuqiu turned on her phone and followed her grandma to record the video.

The old lady wore a straw hat she knitted herself and carried a large backpack. She walked slowly on the country road, humming an unknown cheerful tune, leisurely and comfortable.

Shen Qiuqiu thought the tune sounded familiar, but couldn't remember what song it was.

She trotted forward, took her grandma's arm, and asked curiously: "Grandma, what song is this?"

"It's a song on TV. It's the one that's often played on TV these days. It's about fairies and monsters having sex."

"A fairy and a monster are in love?" Shen Qiuqiu was confused. It took him a long time to realize that grandma was talking about a recently popular fairy tale drama.

Shen Qiuqiu couldn't help but laugh, and asked doubtfully: "Don't you like watching war TV? Why are you attracted to fairies and monsters again?"

Grandma Shen waved her hand, "Hey, whether you like it or not, I will watch whatever is on TV. Manxiang said that these are the things young people like to watch nowadays, and grandma will also follow the trend; don't say, Those people flying around in the sky are really pretty. Let’s watch them together next time.”

Shen Qiuqiu understood immediately that she had been too busy during this period and had not watched TV and chatted with her grandma for a long time. The old lady probably thought that she was tired of those TV series, so she changed her taste.

"Okay." Shen Qiuqiu responded softly, thought for a moment and then said, "Grandma, actually I also like to watch the one about fighting, but I've been too busy these days and don't have time to watch it."

Grandma Shen smiled and shook her head, "You, you have the same virtue as your grandfather. When you are busy, you care about the head and not the tail. You do everything as if you are trying your best. This time I will keep an eye on you. You should eat and sleep when you should. , it’s time to watch TV, don’t just focus on making money and not take care of your body.”

Shen Qiuqiu is indeed very busy recently. She is busy running short video accounts, running online stores, packing and shipping, farm work in the fields, taking care of the strawberry picking garden and farmhouse business, and dealing with a lot of miscellaneous things. matter……

These old ladies all saw it and said they wanted their granddaughter to watch TV with them. In fact, they felt sorry for their granddaughter and wanted her to rest more.

In order not to worry grandma, Shen Qiuqiu smiled and agreed, "Okay, I will listen to grandma. It's time to eat, sleep, and watch TV. I won't be busy anymore."

The grandfather and grandson were talking and laughing, and soon they reached the hillside behind the village.

There is a large area of ​​green gray vegetables growing here, which are fat and tender. "Wow, I'm rich." Shen Qiuqiu cheered excitedly.

When she was a child, she would go up the mountain to hunt pigweed. If she saw such a good patch of wild vegetables, she would jump with joy.

That was the most difficult time for the family. They would get up at dawn in the morning, and their grandparents would go to work in the fields. Shen Qiuqiu would take Shen Jiashu to the woods to collect firewood; or he would carry a small basket on his back to look for pigweed in the mountain fields. I cut all the wild vegetables and grass that the pigs can eat and bring them home, and then I go to school with my schoolbag on my back. When I get home from school in the afternoon, I still have to weed the pigs to make the pigs fat and strong, so that they can be sold at a good price.

Thinking about these things now, I don’t feel hard at all. They are considered precious childhood memories.

Shen Qiuqiu rolled up her sleeves and waved the sickle to start cutting the gray vegetables. Although she had not cut pigweed for a long time, her movements were very skillful and not unfamiliar at all.

Grandma Shen smiled, rolled up her sleeves and started to work. Her hands and feet were even more agile than her granddaughter's.

In less than half an hour, the big backpack was filled to the brim.

Grandma Shen put away the sickle and called Shen Qiuqiu home.

Shen Qiuqiu responded, squatting down to carry the basket, but grandma pushed it away, "Go, go, you don't need to carry it, you have thin skin and tender flesh, don't bump into it anymore."

As Grandma Shen spoke, she squatted down and put her hands through the shoulder straps of the backpack. The shoulder straps strangled her shoulders, and she stood up and walked down the mountain.

Her movements were crisp and neat, not at all like an old lady in her sixties or seventies.

Shen Qiuqiu had no choice but to pick up grandma's sickle and follow behind.

At this time of year, the mountains are full of wild vegetables.

On the way down the mountain, the grandfather and grandson dug up some wild onions and dandelions.

When I got home, it was already past five o'clock.

The four little piglets kept in the pigsty in the backyard were howling with hunger.

These little piglets are the treasures of the family, and no one can starve them.

Grandma Shen stopped cooking and quickly started chopping pig grass to cook pig food and feed it to the pigs.

I saw Grandma Shen sitting on the grass pier, holding a kitchen knife and chopping the freshly cut gray vegetables.

Shen Qiuqiu didn't take the job of chopping pigweed. She just silently added half a pot of water to the big pot, and then sat in front of the stove to light the fire.

Because she was injured while chopping pigweed when she was a child, her grandma would never let her do this job again.

It must have been when Shen Qiuqiu was ten years old. One time, Shen Qiuqiu was memorizing the text and chopping pigweed. He accidentally chopped his finger, and the blood flowed and couldn't stop it. Her grandmother was so frightened that her legs went weak. Later, her grandfather gave her shredded tobacco. Wrapping it on my hand stopped the bleeding.

To this day, she still has a very obvious scar on the index finger of her left hand.

From then on, Grandma Shen would not let Shen Qiuqiu chop pigweed, no matter what she said, she was very stubborn.

(End of this chapter)