Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 209 Harvest Early Rice
The pond at the foot of the mountain had just been dug, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. The sun had been shining continuously for a month, and there was no sign of rain at all.

At this time, there were already signs of drought, but no one cared.

I even want to add a last sentence, fortunately, the weather has been good recently, so it is good for harvesting rice ears and drying millet.

At this time, the water in the reservoir has not decreased, but with the planting of late rice, after the reservoir is released, it will begin to show signs.

Gao Mingcheng looked at the water in his pond, and his heart felt at ease.

With this water, we can ensure that the next tree planting will not fail. However, due to the weather and saplings, we will not plant in large quantities this year. At most, we will plant a small amount to test the water.

As for what to plant, he roughly had an idea.

First of all, he contracted this hill, not for a single industry, that is to say, he will not use all of it to grow Shatangju, because it is still unknown whether Shatangju can be successfully planted by him here.

In addition to the sugar oranges, Nanfeng’s tangerines are also going to plant a batch of fruit trees. He has to go there himself. In his previous life, he purchased the fruit seedlings through fruit farmers. They swore they were Nanfeng tangerines, but after he planted them, the goods were wrong. plate.

In addition, oranges and grapefruits of the citrus family are naturally indispensable.This can be concentrated on a mountain, and the planned area is about [-] mu. Because the geographical climate here is suitable for the growth of citrus fruit trees, more will be planted.

In addition, it is necessary to plant a small piece of common and commonly eaten fruit trees, but this has to be done according to fate, and good varieties of fruit seedlings must be bought.

For example, they are also rich in red bayberry and loquat, but wild varieties can be seen everywhere. Red bayberry can sour teeth, and loquat has thick skin and big seeds, thin flesh and little water.

There are also large areas of wild grapes growing lushly in the mountains, but the fruit is still very sour and hard to swallow.

In fact, if it is used to brew wine, that is fine, but it needs to consume a lot of white sugar. Nowadays, white sugar costs one yuan a catty, but no one is willing to use so much sugar to make wine.

Instead of drinking wine, villagers prefer to drink twisted wine, thinking that twisted wine is more healthy.

"Mingcheng, someone in the village has started to cut the ears of rice. When are we going to cut them? I just went to the field to see that our ears of rice are almost ripe." Duomei was wearing a straw hat and an old long coat. trousers.

When working in the hot weather, you can't wear short ones, you have to wear long ones, which can not only prevent the sun from tanning and sunburning the skin, but also prevent the grass from cutting the skin.

The edge of some grass is like a saw. When a person walks through it, if he is not careful, there will be a bloodstain on his leg, and some grass is also poisonous. After being cut, it is unbearably painful.

Gao Mingcheng took a straw hat and put it on, and said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, let's do it today! It's only one mu of land, and it will take a while!"

Many Mei also had no objections, and immediately brought the prepared sickle and shoulder pole.

The two walked towards their rice fields one after the other. Along the way, they saw that someone was already harvesting and picking rice, and the whole village was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

In the era when there were no harvesters, the ears of rice were harvested by manpower. Holding a handful of ears of rice in one hand and a sickle in the other, they were cut off at the root, and then piled together until they were about the same size. Tie it up and tie it up, and carry it home with a pole.

Gao Mingcheng and Duomei walked to their own rice fields. Gao Mingcheng looked down at the ears of rice. The golden ears of rice bowed their heads modestly. The wind blew past, bringing a burst of rice fragrance.

This year's rice ears are not bad. The weather is good in the first half of the year. Most people's rice ears are planted well, but the yield is somewhat different.

Some people are superstitious about chemical fertilizers and like to use them very much, while some people think that farmyard manure is better, so they don't use chemical fertilizers.

Gaoming Cheng's family used a mixture of farmyard manure and chemical fertilizers, and they didn't expect it to grow very well.

Gao Mingcheng twisted a grain of millet with his hands, then peeled off the skin, and observed the rice grains inside. He found that the rice grains were very hard and had indeed matured.

He threw it into his mouth casually, chewed it up, and tasted the taste of the new rice.

Generally speaking, the taste of early rice is a little worse than that of late rice, but early rice cooks better, so it is also very popular in the village.

"It's mature, let's start cutting!" Gao Mingcheng said, and was the first to work in the field.

He went down the field along the ridge, and stepped on the slightly slippery field. When he stepped on it, his footprints sank about an inch.

If there is a lot of rain, the field will be relatively wet at the moment, but it has not rained for more than a month this year, so it is almost dry now.

Before the late rice is planted, the reservoir must be opened to release water.

Gao Mingcheng works fast and well, and many beauties work neatly, without any squeamishness.

Gao Mingcheng saw her immersed in her work, and after a while, rice ears were piled up all over the ground. He simply went forward to tie up the rice ears, and then carried them home with a pole.

These rice ears do not need to be packed in baskets, but are directly tied into two large bundles, and then a bundle is inserted on one side of the pole, and it is fixed like this.

"I'll pick the ears of rice home, cut them slowly, don't worry." Gao Mingcheng instructed, then picked up the pole and walked quickly towards the house.

The disadvantage of living under Niuwei Ridge appeared at this time, because this large rice field is closer to the old village, so naturally it is farther away from Niuwei Ridge.

Fortunately, Gao Mingcheng has plenty of physical strength and is not afraid of this distance.He was carrying a load and walking quickly, like a gust of wind, he quickly disappeared into the field ridge where people come and go, and when he got to a place where there was no one, his speed increased a bit.

Back at his home, he untied the bundled ears of rice and spread them out to dry in the yard.

The yard has been completely hardened, and the concrete floor is the best place to dry rice ears.

After doing this, he didn't stop, and continued to walk towards the rice field.

With the concerted efforts of the two, the rice ears in the one-acre field were quickly harvested, and Duomi straightened up with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Let's go! Go home!" Gao Mingcheng's family was the first one in the village to finish harvesting. Who made his family have so few paddy fields, only one mu of land in total, and both husband and wife were quick workers.

When the two returned home, the first thing they did was to drink tea.

Early in the morning, Duomei boiled water, and then brewed homemade tea leaves. The taste of this kind of tea is not as good as those famous teas, but it also has a flavor, and drinking tea in summer has the function of relieving heat, which is worse than drinking tea. Plain water is better.

The two drank tea to quench their thirst, and then continued to work.

The ears of rice have been harvested, but they still have to be threshed.

If there is a threshing machine, it is also convenient. While stepping on it, holding the ear of rice at the same time, connect the top part of the millet to the iron, and then shoot the millet down.

But Gao Mingcheng has not bought a threshing machine yet, so his family has to rely on the old methods for threshing.

Gao Mingcheng grabbed a handful of rice ears, grabbed the root of the rice ears, and then beat the part full of millet towards the wall. As he beat, the millet fell off one after another and shot away.

(End of this chapter)