Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

Lin Guozhu looked at Li Xiangyang and said with a smile, "Xiangyang, do you know how to grow seedlings?"

Li Xiangyang looked at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, third brother, it's still possible to plant the seedlings straight."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his trouser legs and went to the field, picked up a seedling handle (tied seedling) casually, untied the seedlings tied to it, pinched the handle with his left hand, and connected the right hand to the seedlings divided by his left hand. From left to right, quickly insert the fine mud into the water after aligning horizontally and vertically.

The number of seedlings in each nest should be basically the same, too little or too much will affect the harvest in autumn.

Lin Guodong laughed after seeing it, "Third son, Xiangyang planting seedlings is really no slower than you!"

Lin Guozhu looked up and said with a smile, "No way, did I miss it?"

Tong Xinglan and Qiaohui picked up the nylon rope for yangge, and helped them to do yangge, shouting as they walked, "Third cousin, come on, my cousin-in-law is going to catch up with you."

"Okay, look at your third cousin." Lin Guozhu also speeded up, seeing the sound of splashing water from the paddy field.

The few people in the field were bent over, planting seedlings one by one, and they all backed away step by step with their buttocks pouted.

It corresponds to Bu Dai Monk's poem: plant green seedlings all over the field, and look down to see the sky in the water.

The six pure roots are the way, and stepping back is forward.

Lin Lan walked halfway and met Lin Changyou and Lin Guoliang who were picking seedlings, and said with a smile: "Dad, brother, we are here."

Seeing four more of them coming, Lin Changyou said with a smile: "The four mu of land is full of strong laborers, let's try to plant it in two afternoons."

The good seedling planters in the village pull out seedlings and plant seedlings by themselves in one day, and they have to pay early labor after planting an acre of field.

Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's work harder!"

Lin Changyou and his son left carrying the burden.

There are busy figures everywhere in the field. The strong family members have less labor force, and even the children come out to help throw seedlings on the field ridge.

When Lin Lan arrived at the seedling field of Niubei Mountain, she saw that in the green seedling field, the farmers bent over to pull out the seedlings were slowly moving in the rice field with their backs facing the loess and the sky.

I saw that the old lady and the two sister-in-laws were tied with a belt around their waists, and the seedlings at the head of the seedlings were tied with rubber bands and tied to the belt. They squatted halfway and pulled out the seedlings horizontally with both hands.

Lin Jun and Lin Hong rolled up their trouser legs and lifted the heads of the tied seedlings into the bamboo basket on the field ridge in the seedling field. Xiaodouzi also helped lift the heads of the seedlings with his trouser legs rolled up to his knees.

"Be careful not to fall into the field."

Seeing Lin Lan coming, several people shouted happily: "Grandma, Mom, sister-in-law (my mother) is here."

Lin Lan looked at several people: "Be careful, don't lift the seedling's head loose."

Wu Shufen straightened her waist, turned her head and said with a smile: "The seedlings are on the ridge of the field, you can take them yourself."

Lin Lan said embarrassingly, "I forgot to take the tape."

Zhang Xiuqing smiled and said, "Xiao Lan, just take a handful and put it on the seedlings."

"Okay!" Lin Lan picked up the seedlings placed on the ridge of the field, went down to the field, walked to the seedlings, put the seedlings on the seedlings, and looked at Wu Shufen who was squatting next to her.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she always pulled out the seedlings when she helped the family pull out the seedlings.

My mother squatted next to her and taught her while pulling out the seedlings. Not only must the hand speed be fast, but also to pull out well; , the survival rate of the seedlings planted will be lower, which will affect the harvest.

In her previous life, she was over seven years old today, and this year is also the first year that her family contracted production to the household. She and her sister were dragged out of bed early in the morning by their mother, and after breakfast, they went to help their parents pull out the seedlings... …

Lin Lan shook her head to regain her thoughts, stretched out her hands to grab the roots of the seedlings, pulled up the seedlings horizontally with both hands, then closed her hands, held the seedlings with both hands, and put the roots of the seedlings under the water with the roots facing outwards. Down.

After hearing a few "squeaks" of water, the roots of the seedlings have been rinsed clean, and then the seedlings are pulled out to tie the washed seedlings tightly and put them in the water.

This year's seedlings in her family were prepared for her by Yang Liying and her sisters.

These seedlings are selected in advance. The brightly colored straw removes the skin, pinches off the knots at both ends, and leaves the bright part in the middle, which is the best seedling.

Soak the seedlings in water overnight before planting, and the seedlings will become very tough and difficult to break.

Zhang Xiuqing said with a smile: "Xiao Lan has also practiced, and the speed of pulling seedlings is quite fast."

Zhao Xiaohui nodded: "That's right, Xiaolan, is it hard to grow seedlings or make cakes?"

Lin Lan smiled and said, "Everyone has their own hardships. It's better if we come to plant seedlings in the afternoon, and the sun doesn't shine so much when the sun goes down."

Zhang Xiuqing: "I think Lexing's seedlings are generally good. It seems that this year is a good year."

Wu Shufen: "Happy in a good year. As the old saying goes, don't panic if you have food at home. You have to save the food you harvest in a good year, and you will have food in a bad year."

Both Zhang Xiuqing and Zhao Xiaohui lived through a great famine. Thinking of the experience of being hungry, they both shuddered: "That's right, if you have money, you should buy more food and oil and save it. If there is another big famine, don't be afraid!"

Lin Lan recalled that there had never been a famine since the production was contracted to households. Even if natural disasters struck, there would be troops to rescue them, so there was no need to worry about running out of food.

But she couldn't tell them the truth, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a lot of flour and oil in my pastry shop, and when you open a restaurant, you also have food. If there is a famine, it will be enough for us for a while. "

Wu Shufen nodded: "Xiaolan is right, there is a lot of oil and food in the restaurant, so don't worry about famine."

The four of them pulled out seedlings and set up the farm gate formation, and the sky gradually darkened before they knew it.

The children were not as happy as before, and Lin Qing and Xiaodouzi were still arguing that they were hungry.

Lin Lan said to the three of them: "Mom, sister-in-law, let's go back and come back tomorrow."

Wu Shufen looked at the sky: "It's okay, I have presbyopia, and I can't see clearly when the sky is dark."

The four raised the heads of the seedlings to the ridge of the field, and Lin Lan said to the children: "Xiaojun takes his younger brothers and sisters back, and we will follow."

"Oh, oh, let's go home!" Several children ran away happily holding their shoes.

Before all the seedlings had lifted their heads to the ridge of the field, Brother Lin Guoliang came over carrying the burden: "Mom, Xiaolan, after picking these up and planting them, we're done."

Lin Lan: "Okay, let's go back and make something to eat first. Do you want noodles or dinner?"

Lin Guoliang: "Let's eat noodles, it's more convenient to eat noodles."

"it is good."

The four of Lin Lan helped put the seedlings and heads into the load, watched the two brothers leave, picked up the seedlings placed on the ridge of the field, and walked back barefoot with their shoes.

On the road, I met villagers returning home from work in twos and threes. Everyone was carrying burdens, holding seedlings, and some carrying tea buckets, and hurried back.

Before they got home, they saw Lin Gang and Xiong Weicheng scolding each other from a distance.