My village can't be like this

Chapter 155

That night, Second Master Huang kept an eye out, and the puppy was indeed not lost that night.

But in the early morning, Xiaohu ran to their house and brought the puppy back.

Huang Erye could see that this little tiger didn't intend to give the child to their family.

"Come on, Anzi, this dog seems to have no destiny with the second master, so don't waste too much time, if you mess it up a few times, this bastard won't be able to stand it."

"Second master, look at what happened."

Zhang An felt that this matter was not done properly, and the dog was also called by Huang Erye to catch the dog.

As a result, Xiaohu, a bastard, didn't want to give Zhang An any face.

"What's the matter? This shows that your little tiger is clever."

It's all like this, and Zhang An no longer talks about giving away the dog.

Seeing that it was not possible to give away the dog, Zhang An didn't mention it.

He took Huang Erye to the yard to drink tea.

In the past few days, the weeds have been hoeed clean in the nest, and they will be plowed after the fifteenth day tomorrow.

"Anzi, the second master asked you something today."

This was the first time that Second Master Huang approached Zhang An in such a serious manner, so Ye An was not sloppy.

"Second Master, if you two have something to do, you can just tell me straight up, what are you doing with those meandering things?"

"It's like this. I think Jianjun and Jianye's family are planning to plant sheep and peaches. I just want to ask you, whether my plum field can also be planted."

When Huang Erye mentioned their plum field, Zhang An immediately thought of it.

When I was a child, I often went with Zhou Yang to pick plums in their forest.

Every time before going to class, I have to pick a big bag.

"Why, the second master is planning to cut off the plum tree and replace it with sheep peaches?"

Zhang An looked at Second Master Huang with some surprise at the moment. Second Master Huang has always been careful about this plum tree.

In later generations, I was not willing to cut it, but now I have this idea.

"What can I do if I don't cut it down? The plums that the plum tree bears now are not to mention small. They are sour and astringent. No one wants to give them away."

Speaking of this plum, Huang Erye couldn't explain it in words, his eyes were full of desolation.

The plums in Huang Erye's house are not local native plums.

It's the bee sugar plum that Huang Erye worked so hard to get back from other places.

In the first few years of planting, a few stubbles of fruit were produced, which were quite good. They were big, crunchy and sweet, worthy of bee sugar plum.

But this plum tree has only been planted for a few years, and the plums produced have changed their taste.

The originally crisp and sweet plums are not only small in size, but also sour and astringent.

Even if it is given away, no one is willing to take it.

"Second Master, I think your plums are better than that sheep peaches."

"How is it possible? Don't worry about your second master. The plums are so small and sour now. What kind of tricks can they have?"

When Huang Erye heard what Zhang An said, he didn't believe it at all.

He knows all about the virtues of his own plums.

"Second Master, this doesn't bother you, I'm serious."

"Oh? What's the point, you explain it to the second master carefully."

Seeing Zhang An's serious talk, Huang Erye also became serious. It's all about money.

Zhang An knew a little about the plum tree in Huang Erye's family.

There are not many plum trees, and there are only two acres of land in total.

After selling two crops at the beginning, they have been kept in the back.

Originally, the branches should have been pruned, but after the bee sugar plums became bitter plums, Mr. Huang didn't care about it.

So the plum tree grew for many years and became a big tree.

Although the plums no longer had the same taste as they used to, Huang Erye was not willing to chop them up, so he just left them there.

In later generations, when the rural revitalization policy was implemented on a large scale, some agricultural experts came to the village.

It was learned that Huang Erye's family planted Hermes-bee sugar plum among plums.

But as if something went wrong, the fruit produced was not tasty at all.

After coming down with the task, they finally found Huang Erye's house.

Many years had passed by Huang Erye at that time, and he had already forgotten that he had planted a plum grove.

When he heard that these people were here to help him find plums, Second Master Huang was already quite old at that time, so he didn't have much energy left.

But those experts have a mission to find out what the problem is, and they insist on going to the forest for field investigation.

Huang Erye also let them go and let Huang Ming take them there.

After a lot of work, I finally knew what caused the problem.

It turned out that the land where the plum forest was located was too barren.

A fruit tree like bee sugar plum is a bit of a picky location.

In barren soil, the fruit produced is certainly abnormal.

Before starting to plant plum trees, Huang Erye worried that the saplings would not survive.

So I took a lot of manure to the field to fertilize, so the plum tree grew very well.

The first few crops of fruit are very delicious.

But then the tree survived, how did Huang Erye know that he would continue to add fertilizer.

So I didn't care much about it, I thought it would be over when the tree lived.

So as the fertility in the ground disappeared, the plum tree grew bigger and bigger, and the plums it produced became more and more unpalatable.

And that year, Zhang An happened to come back to take care of Zhang Jianguo at home.

He also went to Huang Erye's house to help for several days.

This method of improving plums is not difficult, so Zhang An memorized it.

"Second Master, I really have a solution for this plum. If you always believe me, you can trade it for another year to see if I'm right."

Seeing Zhang An's serious face, Huang Erye knew that Zhang An was not joking.

"Is there really something wrong?"

"It's definitely a trick."

"That's fine, let's keep it for another year. If there is really no way, then chop it off."

The problem of the plum tree in Huang Erye's house is not difficult to solve.

The main thing is to fertilize and supply the fertility they need.

And I haven't taken care of them for so many years. Although those plum trees are only a little over two meters, they have grown a large clump of branches and need to be pruned.

And where the planting is dense, the trees have to be cut down.

"Is this enough? Do you need to make other preparations?"

After listening to Huang Erye, he felt that what Zhang An said made sense.

He still remembered that when he first planted trees a few years ago, he carried a lot of manure to fertilize the land, and was laughed at by many people in the village, saying that the millet in their fields was not that enjoyable.

But the plums in those years were really sweet and big.

However, Huang Erye, who has never planted fruit trees much, how did he know that the fruit trees need to be fertilized when they grow up.

So after Li Zishu grew up, he never put on fertilizer.

But we didn't stop weeding. We can only say that the method is wrong, and no matter how much we do, it will be a waste of effort.

"That's enough. By the way, Er Ye, don't cut down those plum trees in densely populated places. It's a pity to cut down such a big plum tree. When the time comes, dig them out and sell them to me."

Anyway, in the past two years, the most important thing is to let the plum tree bear normal plums.

As for increasing production, this is something that should be considered in the future.

Ten acres of Zhang An's nesting land by the river were used to grow watermelons and strawberries.

There will be a lot of open space left, and it is not easy for the plum trees in Huang Erye's house to grow so big.

So I thought that some places in Huang Erye's place were going to be cut off, so I just bought them back for Huang Erye.

Plant it in the nest, and you can eat some at home in the future, and give it away to others.

"Why are you selling this? It was originally meant to be cut down. Since you want it, I won't cut it down. I'll dig it up for you when the time comes."

Huang Erye heard Zhang An say that he spent money to buy plum trees for him, so how could he charge Zhang An any money.

Thinking that everything is lacking in the mountains, that is, this tree is worthless.

Huang Erye's plum forest is not very densely planted.

According to his old man, at most a dozen or so trees were cut down.

In the end, Zhang An didn't argue with the old man, and would add some ingredients to the old man's plum forest in return.

"What's the matter with the second master?"

As soon as Huang Erye left, Zhang Jianguo came back, and the two met face to face.

Seeing Huang Erye hurrying on his way, Zhang An Jianguo thought something happened.

"For the sake of the few acres of plum groves in their house, the old man plans to cut down the plum trees and plant sheep and peaches."

Speaking of their plum tree, Zhang Jianguo also had a look of pity.

When Huang Erye's family grew the first crop of plums, he brought a basket of plums for his family to eat.

"It's a pity, that plum is a good plum, but it turned out like that."

"The plum grove in their house is not good enough, the fertility is not enough, and all the fruits are bitter plums."

Fruits like plums are naturally picky.

"Then why are the plums produced in the past two years golden, crisp and sweet?"

Hearing Zhang An's statement, Zhang Jianguo didn't think it seemed like this problem.

If the ground is too thin, the fruit produced every year must be the same.

But the first few crops that just bear fruit, the fruit is not bad to eat.

"Dad, you don't know this. In the first few days, the plum tree in Erye's house was small, and when the tree was planted, Erye carried so much manure to fertilize the land. He was more careful than taking care of their millet. So the fruit is normal."

"In the next few years, the plum trees grew up, big and dense, and the second master didn't continue to dung. The nutrients were not enough, and there were so many fruits on each tree, so it's no wonder the plums are not bitter."

Lizi is a thing that is easy to take care of, but it is also very difficult to take care of.

If it's ground fertilizer, you don't need to take care of where you plant it, and the harvest is good.

But it won’t work there, no matter what you do, it will be a waste of effort.

"So I chatted with Huang Erye for a few words, and the old man decided to take a look at it for another year."

"Are you sure about this matter? Don't let the second master and the old couple spend a year in vain, and there will be no harvest in the end."

Knowing that Zhang An advised Huang Erye, Zhang Jianguo worried that this method would be useless.

When the time comes, the plums will still look the same, although the second master Huang and the elders will not say anything.

But none of Huang Erye's two daughters-in-law was easy to talk to.

"Dad, anyway, although Second Master Huang said he was going to cut down the plum tree, I think he is still reluctant. Since that's the case, why not give it a try."

Huang Erye has also recently learned the vigorous and resolute style of the village chief's old uncle.

As soon as I made an agreement with Zhang An in the morning, I called the family members up in the afternoon and started to work in the field.

In Zhang An's words, it should be sooner rather than later.

In the past two days, there is still time for the new year, so I will put on the fertilizer during this time.

Then this year, maybe we can catch up with the plum tree to produce a crop of plums. By then, it will be all money.

The sons and daughters-in-law of Huang Erye's family were a little confused.

No matter how good it is, the old man at home came and shouted to go to work.

And it was the useless plum tree that went to clean up, which made everyone even more surprised.

What happened to my old man today? Huang Ming's mother, Li Xingyan, was playing mahjong.

Being pulled off the table by Huang Dabiao, he was feeling a little unhappy right now.

So I kept asking the old man why he wanted to clean up that piece of bitter plum.

Mr. Huang knew what his two daughters-in-law were like, so he didn't say he asked Zhang An for advice.

He just said that he wanted to take advantage of this time to clean up Li Zilin.

Even if they didn't want to go, the old men and women would go to their homes to call for help.

They also have to go, because after the separation of the son and daughter-in-law, it is necessary to work for the parents-in-law.

Moreover, Huang Erye and the elders haven't called them a few times throughout the year, so even if they don't want to, they have to pretend to be positive on the surface.

Otherwise, if it spreads in this village, it will have a bad reputation in the future.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Erye and his eldest son pulled a cart down from the mountain.

There were more than a dozen plum trees on the car, all of which were dug in the afternoon.

Zhang An didn't expect that Second Master Huang was in such a hurry.

As soon as I left home in the morning, I went to the field to clean up in the afternoon.

"Second Master, why are you always in such a rush? I thought you didn't start cleaning until after fifteen."

"Anyway, idleness is idleness. Farmers don't pay that much attention."

Now that the tree has been dug back, it must be planted now.

Not only is it spring, but it is four or five o'clock in the afternoon, which is very suitable for planting trees.

In the end, Zhang An's family, joined by Huang Erye and Huang Ming and his son, transplanted the dozen or so plum trees to the edge of the nest.

"Second Lord, is there a lot of manure in your family this year? Is it enough?"

During the process of planting trees, Zhang An asked how much manure there was in Huang Erye's family circle.

There are only two cows in their family, and Zhang An probably doesn't have enough.

"There are still a bunch of rettings made last year, and there are still a bunch of them in the circle, but I will start plowing the fields and planting rice seedlings soon, so it may not be enough. I plan to go to the town to buy some oil cakes to store."

In previous years, the dung at home was put in the paddy fields first, and then the excess was used to plant corn.

The excrement fished out of Huang Erye's house last year was retting for this year's millet.

But now to fatten the plum trees, the manure in the cow pens must not be enough.

"Come on, don't buy pancakes either, just come to my house to pull them. We can't run out of dung every year."

There are a lot of animals in Zhang An's house. There is a large pen in the new house, and there is a pigsty in the old house.

Zhang An's own family and his two uncles' families couldn't use up all the excrement.

"That's fine, I'll go to your family circle to get it when I don't have enough."

Huang Erye was not too polite, he knew that Zhang An's family had a lot of livestock and could not run out of dung.

After planting these plum trees, everyone called it a day.

Wang Fang had already gone home to prepare dinner in advance, and called Huang Erye's father, son, and grandson to eat, but they didn't stay.

Said that Grandma Huang made it at home, and went home to eat by herself.

Zhang An is not too polite, anyway, there are still a lot of people who can help in the future.

After dinner, Zhang An went to water the freshly planted plum tree with some spring water.

This nest is not very fat, but it can be considered average.

So while I had time, I also sprinkled the place where I was going to plant watermelon and strawberries.

Think of it as moistening the land in advance.

(End of this chapter)