Mountain Village Chicken Tycoon

Chapter 85 Autumn Harvest In Progress

Zhao Qingshan knew that Cao Mingren meant to be the village chief, but seeing his nervous expression, he felt amused.However, when Zhao Qingshan expressed his support for Cao Mingren as the village head, he was still very happy.

"Xiaoshanzi, hey, more than half of our Fenghuangling Village belongs to the Liu family. It's very difficult for us people with small surnames to be the village head."

However, Zhao Qingshan stood up, waved his hands and said, "There are many Liu family members. Didn't they all work as long-term workers for the Ma family? Sir, don't all the younger generations of the Liu family also work as long-term workers for me? I heard from the village. , next spring at the latest, each village will vote for a new village head. There may even be news this winter, sir, I have never mentioned this to anyone, and I will tell you today, I hope you will have a Prepare."

Cao Mingren frowned when Zhao Qingshan finished speaking, but shook his head with a smile: "Prepare? Prepare for what?"

Zhao Qingshan, who had already stood up, patted Cao Mingren on the shoulder and said, "Master, you understand, I'm going back, I can't beat you in chess, but in other things, I may be much better than you."

Cao Mingren frowned and smiled, sent Zhao Qingshan away, and then turned around and entered the canteen of his home.

"What did Xiao Shanzi tell you?"

Hearing his wife asking about him, Cao Mingren looked back to see that there was no one on the street outside, then turned his head and whispered to his wife: "Xiao Shanzi told me that our village will soon vote for a new village chief, let me prepare."

When Cao Mingren's wife heard this, a look of joy appeared on her face: "Then Xiaoshanzi means to support you as the village head? Xiaoshanzi is very capable. With him supporting you, you will definitely become the village head!"

Hearing his wife's voice was a bit loud, Cao Mingren was very dissatisfied and said: "Women, don't speak so loudly. Things without shadows make people hear a joke."

At this time, laughter came from the street outside, and Cao Mingren and his wife immediately stopped the conversation just now.

At the end of the laughter, He Zhongheng's wife, Shen Yue'e, strode in.

"I said her aunt, why are you so happy?" Cao Mingren's wife Ma Hong asked with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, happy event, great happy event."

"What a happy event, to make you so happy?"

"Let me tell you that you are also happy. Let me ask you, isn't there any happy event this year in our village? I heard today that the Yutang family is going to call Ma Jinchang a wife!"

Cao Mingren's wife, Ma Hong, was delighted to hear it. You know, Ma Jinchang is over 50 years old. Everyone thought he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life. Suddenly, someone came to tell him his wife. This is not the whole of Fenghuangling. A big happy event in the village, isn't it?

"Really? Who is the daughter-in-law that the Yutang family told Brother Jinchang?"

"Speaking of which, you also know her, she is the Widow Song at the head of the market in Damiao Village."

Ma Hong stared, then Cao Mingren next to him was stunned for a moment, and quickly pointed to Shen Yuee and asked, "Really? Widow Song is not very old, she is only 40 years old at most, or even less than 40 years old." , at least fifteen or sixteen years younger than Ma Jinchang! If Widow Song followed Ma Jinchang, she might be able to give birth to a son for Old Brother Ma, and Old Brother Ma would have a son in the future."

Shen Yue'e said with a smile: "That's right, why don't I say this is a great happy event! Don't talk about it, I have to dig sweet potato seedlings in the field."

There are many mountains in Fenghuangling Village, and the mountains are relatively barren. It is not suitable for planting crops such as wheat and corn, but only suitable for planting crops such as peanuts and sweet potatoes.

After the sweet potato seedlings are climbed, they need to be turned three or four times. Otherwise, wherever the sweet potato seedlings climb, the roots will stick there, which will not only affect the yield, but also increase the difficulty of harvesting sweet potatoes.

Seeing that Shen Yue'e was turning over the sweet potato seedlings, Ma Hong turned her head and said to her husband Cao Mingren: "Our family's sweet potatoes have to turn over the sweet potato seedlings, so don't make trouble."

"I'll go take a look after dinner."

Cao's family ate loofah scrambled eggs for lunch. Cao Mingren drank a tea bowl of white dry wine, took a nap, and went to his sweet potato patch in the afternoon.

The land in Fenghuangling Village is mainly the irrigated land beside the Beisha River and the dry fields and mountains on the other side of the Nanshan Mountain.The irrigated land on the side of the Beisha River mainly grows wheat and corn, which are usually grown three times in two years.However, the mountainous land is barren, and only peanuts or sweet potatoes can be grown, which are ripe once a year.Sweet potatoes are usually transplanted around the spring equinox, and then harvested in late autumn and early winter.Sweet potato is a high-yield crop and was once a staple food in the mountainous areas of central Shandong.

Autumn is the harvest season. Corn, sorghum, peanuts, potatoes, sweet potatoes, soybeans, etc. are all harvested in autumn. These are also common crops in central Shandong.

On the way Cao Mingren went to work in the field, he passed by Zhao Qingshan's house, which were three thatched huts that still looked dilapidated.However, everyone knows that it won't be long before tall buildings will rise from this thatched cottage.

Zhao Zhijiang is able to go to the ground now, and the doctor wants him to walk and exercise every day, so right now, he is walking back and forth in his yard.

"Zhijiang, are you feeling better?" Cao Mingren stood at the gate of Zhao's house and didn't go in.

"Brother, it's much better, hey." Zhao Zhijiang said with a sigh.

"Have a good rest at home, I'll go to the field to have a look."

Zhao Zhijiang nodded, bid farewell to Cao Mingren, and continued walking.

Inside their home, the chickens, geese, pigs and sheep that were previously raised have all been disposed of.

Although Zhao Qingshan arranged for his mother to take care of his father at home, Zhang Huifen was a person who couldn't be idle. Most of the women in the countryside were hardworking, and whenever they had time to spare, they wanted to find something to do.At this point, she served Zhao Zhijiang for dinner, and then Zhang Huifen went to the field to dig sweet melon seedlings.

This year, their family planted four mu of sweet potatoes, and when it came time to cut the sweet potatoes, they had to work for a while, at least ten days and a half months.

In the past, the main job of the farmers was to plant the land. When there was work in the field, they would be busy. When there was no work, they would rest at home and have fun.Then after the market was released, everyone was busy going out to make money, and gradually the work inside became women's work.Afterwards, the young couples all went out to work, and after 2010, they became old men and women over 60 and 20 years old.Maybe it will go on for another [-] years, and when the post-[-]s are all old, there will be few people around our countryside who will be able to farm. By then, no one will grow the only ration land in the countryside.

The dangers facing agriculture are already serious.

It is already the end of August in the lunar calendar, but the sun is still very poisonous, and working in the field is still very hard.

At this time, Zhao Qingshan had already returned to the chicken farm on the East Ridge. He was watching from the gravel ridge, planning to go to Liu Yutang at night and ask him to come over and clear the land for him tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)