slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 75

Blocked up the smoking hole with soil, blocked it tightly, and beat it with the handle of a hatchet several times, then stopped in satisfaction, straightened up and continued to look around.

This side was blocked, and soon there was smoke coming out of a place a few meters away, so Lai An yelled happily and went to block the hole again.

In this way, three holes were blocked in a row, and there was no place to see smoke around. Ping An returned to Cang Hai's side happily, and fanned smoke into the hole together with Cang Hai.

At this time, Wei Wenkui, who was carrying a hoe, happened to pass by here. He saw the two of them fanning the wind with their backs pouted, and when he stretched out his head, he knew what they were doing.

"Where are you two catching field mice?" Wei Wenkui asked with a smile.

Suddenly, Wei Wenkui's sound not only startled Cang Hai and Ping An, but even Tie Tou was surprised.

"You also made a move, which surprised us." Cang Hai smiled when he saw Wei Wenkui when he turned his head.

Cang Hai's words hadn't finished yet, when he saw a gray shadow emerge from the hole.

Ping An immediately shouted: "Second brother, the mouse is out, the mouse is out!"

Cang Hai was stunned for a moment, the big mouse got a chance and immediately slipped out from under Cang Hai's crotch.

At this time, the big mouse happened to run towards Wei Wenkui, Wei Wenkui didn't hesitate at all, and directly swung the hoe on his shoulder and beat the big mouse.

Snapped! ~Crack!

The first hit failed, but at the second hit, the iron hoe came into close contact with the mouse's body, and in an instant even the mouse and the hoe smashed a small hole in the ground, and the big mouse died immediately. It's transparent.

"I said, Uncle Wei, what you're doing is really bloody!" Cang Hai said to Wei Wenkui, looking at the big mouse whose body was knocked half flat.

Ping An also looked at the big mouse with a pitiful expression and said, "Yes, yes, I'm going to catch stuffed soybeans."

Caught the mouse and stuffed dry soybeans into the mouse's buttocks, so that as the soybeans swelled with water, the mouse would bite like crazy. If the crazy mouse returned to the mouse hole, it would kill the mouse, and finally he himself It will also be suffocated by soybeans.

Cang Hai has heard about this matter, but he doesn't know whether this kind of operation works or not. Cang Hai usually kills him directly.

"Why isn't death a death?" Wei Wenkui pulled away his hoe and looked at the big dead rat.

"My good fellow, such a big man stole a lot of food from us, maybe there are mice in this litter." Wei Wenkui was quite surprised by such a big mouse.

"I can't survive even if there are mice in it," Cang Hai said, looking back at the mouse hole.

Wei Wenkui glanced at the mouse, put the hoe back on his shoulder: "Then you guys are playing, I'm going back."

Seeing that both Canghai and Ping An responded, Wei Wenkui walked towards the village with a hoe on his shoulders, took two steps, turned his head and said to the two of them, "I saw a lot of millet shrimps in the small pond on the west today. If you want to eat, take a basket and fish it, it seems that you can get a lot of it."

"There are ponds left undone?" Cang Hai asked curiously.

Wei Wenkui nodded: "The terrain on the southwestern slope is low, so it's understandable that more rainwater was saved last year, but it's strange that there are a lot of millet shrimp when I went to see it today. This thing is very harmful to water quality. The requirements are extremely high, even a little bit of pollution is not acceptable, you can eat as much as you want, and I will go to fish some later when I get home.”

When Cang Hai heard that there were millet shrimps, he immediately wanted to see them, but thought that Wei Wenkui was free to go there, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Wei, what are you doing there?"

Wei Wenkui said with a smile: "I see that the terrain over there is low, and I might be able to save some water during the rain show this year, so I just want to open a few more acres of land there, and wait for some days to go to the town to buy some. Once the fruit trees are planted, and with a walk-behind tractor, we can almost plant something.”

When Cang Hai heard this, he immediately felt that Uncle Wei was quite proactive. The land on his side had been planted, so he immediately thought about opening up wasteland.

"Uncle, you are still diligent in the village," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Wei Wenkui said: "I'm not so diligent. You are the only one in our village who doesn't know. Several of them have opened up land on the southwest slope, more or less, but they haven't planted any crops. Well, because it is a raw land, I plan to plant some beans this year and see how the soil is doing."

"Has the land been opened?" Cang Hai was taken aback when he heard that.

"It's all open, but the land over there still needs to be leveled. We think that from time to time, we will take advantage of this year's spare time to terrace the land. In this case, a small agricultural machine will work just fine," Wei Wenkui said.

When Cang Hai heard what a good guy, everyone still has a plan. After the water, everyone's feelings changed immediately.Seeing that the rainy season was coming, a group of people opened a new land in the west.

Seeing that Cang Hai was speechless, Wei Wenkui glanced at the big rat that Bo killed himself, and then heaved a long sigh: "The land is good, it seems that there are more rats here, and I don't know how much food will be harmed. No way." , When I have free time, I will go to the town to get some mouse cages and come back.”

Hearing what Wei Wenkui said, Ping An answered in a buzzing voice: "Yes, Uncle Wei, I heard a mouse gnawing on something when I was sleeping last night. I found that I told me that I wanted to get a cat, but I ignored me... ".

What Ping'an himself said has its nose and eyes, but Wei Wenkui didn't listen to it at all. He is thinking about buying something to catch mice in the town.

Cang Hai said: "Rat cages are fine, but rat poison is unnecessary."

"That's natural. If rat poison is used, the dogs in the village will be in trouble." Wei Wenkui didn't know the reason, and added when Cang Hai opened his mouth.

"Okay, you guys are busy here. I went home early in the morning and haven't eaten yet. I'm so hungry that my chest is sticking to my back." Wei Wenkui turned and continued to the village after speaking.

After killing the mice, Cang Hai felt that the bamboos were almost finished, so he said to Pingan, "Let's gather the bamboos and go back to the village."

After hearing this, Ping An immediately bent over and started to work, and said at the same time: "Okay, second brother."

The two brothers each held a bundle of bamboo, while Tietou was also pretending to be like Ping An and Cang Hai, holding two or three bamboos in his hands, but it was a pity that it was so small that it couldn't even be hugged. Hug and hold.Of course, the tiger head can't hold the bamboo. Its task is to walk around in front of and behind the team.

Carrying the bamboo to the vegetable garden, Canghai and Pingan began to look for a shelf. The ones with long vines naturally built a big shelf, and the long branches bear big fruits, so they had to use small shelves to support the fruit branches. When looking for a shelf, they tied the vines and fruit branches. When you tie it up, you can't tie it too tightly. If it is too tight, it will strangle the branches and tendrils, which will affect the growth. If you tie it too loosely, it will be troublesome.

Fortunately, both Cang Hai and Ping An are veterans, and the bamboo used to make the frame is not like they used to find crooked dry branches, and the progress of the work is pretty good.

The two were busy with their work, and Hu Mingshan happened to pass by the vegetable garden of Cang Hai's house, and seeing Ping An and Cang Hai setting up a fight, he put down the dung dustpan on his shoulders.

"Haiwazi, what about putting on airs?"

"Big!" Ping An raised his head and immediately greeted him when he saw his own father.

Hu Mingshan nodded, then continued to look at Canghai.

Cang Hai straightened his waist: "Uncle, what is this?"

Hu Mingshan said: "I made a little fire."

Hu Mingshan’s dung dustpan contains some dry leaves, mainly not leaves but fallen bamboo leaves. This thing is quite suitable for starting fires. Not only Hu Mingshan’s family, but most of the fires in the whole village now use ground-dried bamboo leaves leaf.

"Your vegetable garden is growing well, by the way, when I go to the town to sell vegetables tomorrow, I'll sell some for you too," Hu Mingshan asked politely.

Cang Hai waved his hand after hearing this: "Forget it, I eat all the dishes here by myself."

Apart from Cang Hai eating the vegetables in the vegetable garden, he also feeds the chickens and pigs, so how can there be any leftovers that can be exchanged in the town?
"You can eat so much? I think it's better to take it to the town and exchange some money in your hands," Hu Mingshan said.

Ping An interjected at this time: "The dishes from the second brother's house have to be fed to the pigs, and the little pigs like to eat them."

Hearing this, Hu Mingshan couldn't help but glanced at Cang Hai, and then heaved a long sigh: "I really don't live a life, good vegetables don't sell for money to feed pigs!"

After speaking, Hu Mingshan shook his head and walked towards his house with the dung skip in his hand.

Seeing that Hu Mingshan had left, Cang Hai continued to work with peace of mind.The two brothers set up the shelves in the vegetable garden, and it was almost time for lunch.

Back in the kitchen, Cang Hai washes his hands with Ping An and prepares to start cooking.

Cang Hai cooks and cooks safely. First, he puts the rice in a firewood pot and simmers it. Then Cang Hai, who is holding his sleeves, washes the pork ribs, which are about a catty and a half catty. Put the ingredients into the pot and stew. When stewing, put wax gourd, sweet corn cobs from last year, and a small amount of dried fruit.

The pork rib soup was stewed in the earthen pot, and Cang Hai began to stir-fry side dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, the vegetarian one was stir-fried green vegetables, and the meat one was cucumber slices.

Cang Hai was busy with work, and Ping'an's mother, Yan Meijuan, came to the door of the kitchen.

"Ping An, go home for dinner" Yan Meijuan shouted at Ping An.

Where is Ping An willing to leave, he opened his mouth and said: "Mother, I won't go home to eat, the second brother cooked my meal."

Ping An is not stupid in this regard. The food made by Yan Meijuan is not as good as Cang Hai’s. Secondly, even if there is meat in the house, it is just shredded pork or something. Where is it in Cang Hai, it is directly the most expensive The big boy grabbed his hands and gnawed his mouth full of oil.

"You kid, why don't you go to your second brother Hai's house for dinner if you have nothing to do, there are no rules!" Yan Meijuan pretended to be very angry with a straight face.

Cang Hai smiled and said: "Aunt Juan, let Ping An eat at my place, and help me with the work all morning, this meal must be eaten at my place anyway, or you can go back and let uncle and grandpa eat together. stand up?"

Yan Meijuan really thought about it, but how could she wipe off the face? Although she smelled the tantalizing fragrance of the pot in her nose, she still opened her mouth and said, "No need, I cooked rice at home, so let Ping An take care of it." Let's eat here. Alright, Haiwazi, you are busy, I will go back."

"Aunt Juan, then go slowly."

Cang Hai wanted to be polite to Yan Meijuan. Although there were a lot of spare ribs, Cang Hai had to send some to his third uncle and aunt when the dishes were ready. How could he greet Yan Meijuan's family? mouth.

(End of this chapter)