The leisurely life of farmers in mountain villages

Chapter 71 Cleaning up Chicken Manure
A gust of cool wind blew by, making Wang Shaodong shiver. He opened his eyes and saw his uncle Zhao Shihai beside him still snoring, so he kicked him.

Zhao Shihai sat up recklessly, looked up at the sun, and said a little embarrassedly: "I overslept."

Then, Zhao Shihai touched the more than 6000 yuan in his bosom, and he was relieved that it was still there.

This month is the month when Zhao Shihai harvests the most, and there are not many such months. In winter, Zhao Shihai's harvest will drop sharply.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Zhao Shihai will get more than 4 yuan from the mountain this year, and he should have a good rest for three or four months in winter.

People, you can't just make money, you have to be relaxed if you can relax.

The two of them returned to Xiaolongmen village committee compound along the way up the mountain yesterday, and then Zhao Shihai gave three or four catties of crabs to the old man watching the gate, and then drove his agricultural tricycle back home.

Zhao Shihai's daughter-in-law hadn't come home yet, and Wang Shaodong didn't plan to follow his uncle to the mountains to taste some roasted hares.This thing sounds beautiful, but when you think about the swarms of mosquitoes on the mountain, it is better to give up.

It turns out that there are no black and white mosquitoes of that kind around the mountainous area of ​​Luzhong, only those gray mosquitoes.When Wang Shaodong was three or four years old and just remembered, there were not many black and white mosquitoes, but by 2002, black and white mosquitoes were everywhere.This kind of mosquito is very powerful. It can still suck blood through thick clothes, and the blood sucking speed is fast. After washing, the itching is unbearable.

Now this kind of black and white mosquitoes are everywhere on the mountain. Except for a very small number of people who are immune to mosquito bites, going to the mountain like Wang Shaodong is simply suffering.

Although Zhao Shihai lit two mosquito repellent ropes when he touched crabs in the Longmen Valley this time, the next day Wang Shaodong found that he had been bitten several times by mosquitoes on his arms, thighs, feet, hands, and face. It was an unclear bag, and I knew it must be made of flower mosquitoes as soon as I touched it.

Back in Qingquanling Village, Zhao Shihai hurriedly rubbed essential oils all over Wang Shaodong's body, while Wang Shaodong planned to go home with a large crab weighing about ten kilograms after Zhao Shihai rubbed some essential oils on himself.

Because Zhao Shihai still had to go up the mountain, he didn't keep his nephew.Then after seeing off his nephew, Zhao Shihai hurriedly scalded the little crab to death with hot water, then salted it up again, and put it in a big clay pot.

As for those big crabs, Zhao Shihai distributed them to the neighbors.

In Zhao Shihai's view, eating crabs is a labor-intensive job, and he doesn't like it.And for Zhao Shihai, the salty, fishy taste of crabs is not his thing either.

Zhao Shiling worried for a day, and was relieved after seeing her son come back.

In the previous life, at the same time, when Wang Shaodong reported to Qilu Normal University in Quancheng, Zhao Shiling was restless at home, and even cried anxiously.And in this life, a similar situation happened. On this day, Zhao Shiling was restless, waiting anxiously for news of her son.

In 2002, mobile phones had not yet become popular, and communication was not as convenient as it will be in the future.

However, when she found pustules all over her son's body after being bitten by mosquitoes, Zhao Shiling became angry with her younger brother Zhao Shihai again, cursing and yelling.

The most annoying thing for souls in their 30s is women's nagging, whether it's from their mother or their wife.However, when a man's soul reaches the age of five or sixty, when he looks back at Mu Ran, he will find how lovely that sonorous and powerful nagging voice is.

Life is a journey without turning back. What you see when you look back is always a decisive scenery, surprised laughter and smiling tears.

Wang Shaodong still can't understand those things now, or he can understand them, but he is not yet at the age to accept them, so he went to help in the chicken coop.

In the previous life, it had always been the dream of the four farmers in the breeding area to have a caged chicken coop.However, until 2017, among the four poultry farmers, only Ma Zhentang installed two cages for chicken house equipment.

In 02, it cost tens of thousands of yuan to get a set of cage chicken coop equipment, but in 2017, such a set of fully automatic equipment, with electric stove, plus monitoring and so on, cost more than 20 yuan. .Therefore, things are getting more and more expensive, and farmers can't afford them more and more.

Well now, the oolong incident in the college entrance examination gave me a benefit of 30 yuan, and the money can be used for eight sets of equipment.

With the equipment, the scale has increased, and the next step is that the farm needs a lot of manpower. The four farmers in front of me can be said to be the backbone of the company's next step.

It may not be very easy to find people to hire now. The next step is to wait until the Spring Festival is over, and it will be easy to find people.

So Wang Shaodong initially planned to set up a breeding company during the Chinese New Year.

As a farmer, it will never be very promising to fight alone. It must be corporate and large-scale in order to make a career.

Walking into the caged chicken coop, Wang Shaodong saw that his father was pushing a small cart, and then two female laborers hired from the village were holding shovels to shovel the chicken manure scraped off the scraper into the small cart.

Cage chicken coops, the breeding density has increased, but the treatment of chicken manure has become a daily work to be done every day, otherwise, the accumulation of chicken manure will cause ammonia odor that ordinary people cannot bear.

In addition, the Wang family signed a contract with the salvia farmers to recycle the salvia seeds, and the salvia harvest will be harvested in a few days, and the father and son will be even busier by then.

Seeing his father beating his back in exhaustion, Wang Shaodong hurried over and took the small cart from his father.

"Dad, you can rest and rest."

Watching Wang Shaodong walk out of the chicken coop with a small cart full of chicken manure, the wife of Su Yulong, a hired worker hired by the Wang family, smiled and said to Wang Fumin: "Fumin, you are so lucky to have such an obedient child. .”

Wang Fumin shook his head and said, "What are you listening to, hey..."

Liu Yujiang's wife pursed her lips and said, "Brother Fu Min, you are so serious, the child is so obedient, are you still not satisfied?"

When Wang Fumin heard it, he felt that if he said anything else, he would be laughed at by the villagers, so he hurriedly said, "Contentment, contentment, if people are not content, God will not stand it."

While cleaning the scraper, Su Yulong's wife nodded and said, "Hey, Brother Fumin, what you said is the most reasonable, people, you have to learn to be content."

The three of them were talking when they saw Wang Shaodong pushing a small cart and coming in from the outside.

However, the three of them saw that Wang Shaodong who walked in was a little different from before, and his brows were wrinkled for some reason.

"Dad, can chicken manure raise fish?"

Wang Shaodong opened his mouth and stopped all three of them from asking.

(End of this chapter)