I rewrote family history

Chapter 17 New Graves One After Another
Five denarii doesn't seem like much.

Poor little.

It seems that selling a few more baskets of persimmons can make money.

But it is often those hundreds of dollars or even dozens of dollars that defeat the poor.Xu San'er, who opened his mouth and borrowed five coins, is destined not to only borrow this five coins...

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The grandpa of the Xu family was buried in the dry land facing the sun under the slope of the Xujiabao Ziyuan.

The hoop's tomb is made of blue bricks.

The tomb is bulging high, and the white stone tombstone in front is engraved with the names of generations of the Xu family.Looking from a distance, the tomb of Mrs. Xu looks like a bully holding a stone tablet.

The three-foot long white silk python paper hung last winter limp and rotted in the wetlands where the permafrost melted, half yellow but not white.The tender green wheat seedlings that had been planted earlier emerged from the soil, covering the yellow paper pressed under the dirt bumps on the grave mound.The field has changed its color and is full of vitality.

Xu San'er was driving the cattle, humming a ditty from Henan opera, mixed with the mooing of the cow, and the clanging sound of dragging empty pears on the ground.

The dirt on the dirt road trail has long been as hard as rammed earth as the pedals are knotted.

"Be careful later, don't trample the wheat seedlings to death."

When he reached the ridge, Xu San'er inserted the plowshare into the wetland, stepped on the plow handle hard, and crushed the sharp triangular plowshare to the ground.Then he told Xu Er, who was following behind him, "After the beginning of spring, you can't step on the wheat seedlings, they will be trampled to death."

The son grew up and entered the school.

What he learned was not crop knowledge, but Xu San'er still tried his best to pass on the experience of his ancestors to his younger generations.He has planted crops all his life and is reluctant to lose his craft.He irrigates the crop fields where he plants seedlings, and he can always produce [-]% more grain than other families.

It's always good to learn more.

He should be knowledgeable.Xu San'er was a little uncertain.

The wheat seedlings in winter can be stepped on casually, and they cannot be trampled to death.

After the beginning of spring, if you trample on it at will, the wheat seedlings will be trampled to death.

Xu Er still knew this truth, he unloaded a small bag of peas on his shoulder, fed the old cow, and then wiped off the sticky saliva that the old cow licked on his palm with the weeds on the roadside, " Dad, I know. When the peas are planted, will they be thick or thin."

"Master Hu, do you want to eat or not?" Xu Er foolishly asked the fox fairy who followed after feeding the old cow.

He felt that the fox fairy would not eat such rough grain.

The fox fairy ignored him.

"He who eats Qi will live long, and he who does not eat will not die and become a god." - "Huainanzi".

This is what its grandson Wu Hao told it.

Fox Immortals don't need to eat, they only need to breathe.As the baojiaxian, it only needs to change the fate of Xu Erlianzi's tragic life, and it can eat luck and make the other side of his body healthy again.

Xu Er stunned and smiled awkwardly, and withdrew his hand.

Also, what kind of status is the fox fairy, how can he eat the same food as the old cow.

"Walk two palms, scatter once."

In the wheat field, Xu San'er's voice came from far away.

"I will make a manure to irrigate the field. The fertility should be enough, and it can be thicker..."

The old cow is very docile. Xu San'er has been driving cows for decades, from childhood to adulthood.He drives the ox like he moves his arms and fingers, and the ox's hoof should step on the open space between the wheat seedlings, and he will not step on it any more.

Flick the oxtail lightly to drive away annoying flies.

"Li Shimin... ascended to the throne of the dragon and praised by all the people, worked diligently to govern the country and ensure the world's crops are plentiful. I really hate Morisa for invading our border..."

The Henan Opera "Three Crying Palace" resounded in the open field.

Furrows appeared in the wheat fields.

Xu Er stupidly sprinkled pea shoots and delivered them to the small town with precision.

The gray and white fox is also running among the grasslands, it hates the cold winter.Every winter, the number of elderly people in the village goes down a lot, and there are several new graves visible to the naked eye in the fields.It's just that these new graves are a bit miserable, not as good as Old Master Xu's.Their graves are made of white paper and wheat straw, and the floating python paper has decayed long ago, leaving only yellow mud.

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"In our time, the yield of wheat was low. There were only four or five buckets of wheat per acre on dry slope land, and the river irrigated land was better, with seven or eight buckets of wheat." Compared with the memory of the school, the memory of the farmer, Xu Cong is the most familiar , He said it smoothly, "The wheat seedlings are sparse, so the autumn tail, or in early spring, plow the wheat field and plant another crop of beans."

"Mix together!"

How much is a bucket of wheat.

How much is four or five buckets of wheat, seven or eight buckets of wheat.

Xu Qing didn't know the number.

The quantifier Dou seems to have disappeared in daily life very early.Same as Seventh Day.She can only see it in the pile of old papers.

"One bucket is 12.5 catties." Like Wu Hao, Xu Qing of modern people can play with mobile phones and surf the Internet. She found the answer with a flick of her finger. Hundred catties?"

Although she doesn't know about farming, she also knows that modern wheat fields produce far more than one hundred catties.

She knew that the grain production was low at that time, but she didn't expect it to be just a little bit.

How big is an acre of land?

"Yes, you were born in a good year." Xu Cong sighed, "Nowadays, one mu of land can produce seven to eight hundred catties of grain. If my father knows, I don't know what to think. What he is most proud of is that he can Plant a good field, and after he fertilizes the fields on the dry slopes, he can produce a lot more grain than other families."

His father's skill is also useless.

However, this time...he thought it was a good thing.

Xu Qing's eyes were slightly sore, she thought of the scene where the old man and the elders were having dinner, they licked the bottom of the bowl clean without leaving a single grain of rice.At first, she thought it was dirty.But at this time, she couldn't comment on this kind of thing.

"Hao'er is about to leave school, you help me up, I haven't looked outside for a long time."

Xu Cong asked Xu Qing to help him up.

His eyes are much clearer, like when he was a teenager, his eyes are no longer a bowl of yellow soup, but clear, and he can see the eyes of a shallow moon.It runs around in the mountains, has seen all the green shades of orchids and chrysanthemums on the slopes of Xujiapuzi, and also wants to take a look at the high-rise buildings.

He has seen this scene.But it's just a quick glance.

Because it doesn't look real, it's blurry.

When I am old, I can't see or remember, so when I open my eyes, there is only the past.

"Xiaohao?" Xu Qing said anxiously: "Grandpa, your body is important, Xiaohao will come to see you, you don't need to visit him. Grandpa, you can't be willful..."

She anxiously wanted to call Xu Rong.

The younger generation speaks lightly, and only Xu Rong, as a daughter, can persuade Xu Cong.

"My old bones, I still know something." Xu Cong smiled gently. Xu Qing was worried, and he was very warm when he heard it. These are words of concern that only family members would say.

"If you don't go out and have a look, maybe... you won't be able to see it again in the future."

he said.

He didn't know how long the fairy fox could keep him alive.

While the eyes can still see, the ears can hear, and the hands and feet can still move, go and see what changes have taken place in the mountains and rivers.

"Grandma, come quickly, grandpa is too stubborn, he insists on seeing Xiaohao."

Xu Qing picked up the phone and said.

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　　Another chapter will be updated tomorrow.

　　I almost passed the make-up exam today. I studied the questions all night yesterday, and I was so sleepy that I was going to die.Will update tomorrow morning.

　　
　
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