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Chapter 480 Sorry, it’s not your fault!

"Look at what he says, and you'll know the depth once you get your hands on it!"

After sending Luo Shihong away, Sun Jianping summoned people to tear apart the plastic sheet he sent, found out the birch pole, wrapped a layer of rags around the outside, dug a hole to prop it up, covered it with the plastic sheet, and a simple greenhouse was created. Covered.

He squatted on the ground, pressed the corners of the plastic greenhouse with broken bricks, and chatted with Lao Cao.

"It doesn't matter how you get started, it's all nonsense!" Lao Cao stretched out the plastic sheet with his hands and muttered, "Those little brats in Xiao Xishan, we have to punish them severely, otherwise they will get slapped on the nose and face one by one. , just take a look, these people are enough for Lao Luo to drink a pot!"

Sun Jianping patted the dirt on his hands and turned to look in the direction of Xiaoxi Mountain. This is probably what some Western philosophers say is the human nature highlighted in the disordered state of society after fragmentation!

You can study it carefully!
Miss Qian brought a tray with selected rice seeds in it and shook it in front of him. "Here comes the small bottle. Please eat rice!"

Sun Jianping chuckled!
This girl can really make trouble!

"Have you picked out the seeds?"

"Of course, you don't trust me when I do things!"

"Then go into the house, take out the boiled water, mix it with some cold water, and pass the seeds through the water..."

In order to avoid delaying the farming season like last year, Sun Jianping decided to plant seedlings in the greenhouse as soon as he received the plastic sheet from Luo Shihong. This year, he must increase rice production by ten points!

Don’t give up until you reach your goal!
Isn’t it time to prepare for soaking and germination?
"Shall we raise seedlings now? It's just after the hibernation, isn't it a little early?"

"First take some seeds for experiments, and then wait until around the Qingming Festival to start large-scale seedling cultivation."

The warm sunshine of early spring shone into the greenhouse, which was stuffy and hot. Cao Chungui held the hoe, spat on it, and dug up the ground.

The surface soil had melted, but the ground twenty centimeters below still remained frozen. He dug down with his pickaxe and dug out a lot of icy soil.

"Dad, the ground hasn't melted yet, why don't you wait?" Cao Chungui shouted outside through the plastic sheet. Lao Cao glared, waved his hands vigorously, and muttered a few words, but Cao Chungui didn't hear clearly. But he also knew that his proposal was rejected!
This old man!
"Dad, that cadre named Luo also sent a bag of noodles and a bucket of soybean oil. What should I do?" Li Xiuzhi ran over and asked Lao Cao, pointing to the noodles and soybean oil placed at the foot of the wall. Lao Cao's face twitched, "Spring Please come out!"

"What are you doing?" Cao Chungui came out of the greenhouse and roared in a muffled voice, which startled the old man!
"Why do you want to beat your father even if you don't like it?"

"When did I say I was going to beat you?" Cao Chungui glared at you, looking aggrieved!
This old man is so good at burying people!

Am I the kind of unfilial son who beats his father and scolds his mother?
"Go, go, go, send the noodles and soybean oil to your Uncle Zhang's house, and ask him to fry some twists and give each family in the village a share!"

Sun Jianping straightened up and looked at Brother Chungui who was carrying the white noodles and soybean oil as he walked out. He looked at Lao Cao with an added layer of reverence!
Without this old man sitting in the middle, I'm afraid today's Ermajia wouldn't be much better than Xiao Xishan.

Whether it is as small as a household, as large as a village or a town, or even as large as a country, it is very important to have a head of household who is upright, upright, and selfless!

"Let's go help too!"

After finishing the greenhouse, Sun Jianping saw that it was already evening, and without washing his hands, he led Qian Huijun and Xiao Yueyue and ran to Zhang Ziyi's house in a hurry!

I’m also going to learn how to fry mahua!

The old Zhang family has already begun to take action. The big board is placed at the head of the kang. Zhang Qi and his daughter-in-law Liu Guiying are having a meeting. Fucai reports to the commune tractor team and will not be back for a few days. Fuming has not finished school yet, leaving the second child Futian. Sit at the door and light a fire.

The pot was full of oil, with a layer of fine foam floating on the surface. Seeing Sun Jianping and Qian Huijun running in, Zhang Futian stood up hurriedly, "Brother Jianping, sister Huihui!"

"Hey, I became a hothead today!" Sun Jianping smiled and patted his younger brother on the shoulder. He turned around and entered the room. He saw Zhang Ziyi making red bean paste and rolling up his sleeves. "Uncle, let me fix it!" "Jianping is here!" , let me ask you something, when will the two big waterwheels you repaired be used?" Zhang Ziyi rubbed his wrists and asked with a smile, "Don't put it on the pestle to let the big guys look at the western view after finishing repairing it, it won't be used. That’s so exciting!”

"Don't worry, uncle, just use it if you want to use it!" Sun Jianping washed his hands, took the bean pestle, and pounded the cooked red beans in the basin into bean paste. Zhang Ziyi brought another small paper bag, Open it, and there are several pieces of saccharin inside!

"Put this thing in!"

The saccharin was thrown into the bean paste, and it was smashed into pieces after a few hits. The noodles were also reconciled. Zhang Ziyi rolled up his sleeves, picked up a small polished shovel, cut off a piece of noodles, and rolled it flat with a rolling pin. , take the prepared bean paste filling, scoop out a spoonful, spread it evenly into strips, and pinch them one by one.

"You have to wake up for a while!"

Mrs. Zhang Qi held a piece of noodles in her hand and kept changing it into various shapes, and asked her husband.

"It's time to wake up for a while." He squatted down and picked up little Yueyue who was looking at the kang with her little feet. "Yueyue must be hungry. I saw that there was no such big basin... I used a cup of water and milk. Where’s the noodles! Wait for the third master to fry hemp flowers for you!"

"Hmm, Third Grandpa is the best!" Xiao Yueyue was extremely happy!

After hearing that Lao Zhang's family was frying mahua, all the women in the village rushed over to help. There was constant chatter and laughter in the room. It just so happened that Sun Jianping and Qian Huijun were here today. These old ladies were sitting on the kang head, kneading mahua and making hotpot with them. Qian Huijun's face turned red with shame.

"How many children will Huihui plan to give Jianping to our family in the future?"

Li Xiuzhi's words made everyone burst into laughter!
Qian Huijun was ashamed and embarrassed. She muttered and ignored you, and ran to the outhouse to watch Zhang Ziyi frying mahua.

A pot full of oil, with smoke rising slowly, Zhang Ziyi picked up a very delicately braided twist and threw it into the pot. With a sting, the twist turned over, bubbles bubbled, and the white flour was visible to the naked eye. The speed is coated with a layer of golden yellow.

"Try it for a small amount!" Zhang Ziyi picked up a piece of fried twist with long chopsticks and handed it over, "Be careful, it's hot!"

Qian Huijun pinched the hot twist with her fingers, blew on it gently, and said thank you with a blushing face!
The freshly fried cannabis flowers are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When you take a bite, red bean paste comes out, which is so sweet that it is simply too delicious!

"Fifth Aunt, I remembered what you said about having a baby. I see that Zhou Wei from our village has a big belly. She is probably pregnant!"

The women in the room were still making twists and gossiping, and their chatter turned to a few educated youths in the village. Li Xiuzhi was stunned and said, "No way, I think Zhou Wei's daughter is quite quiet. She is probably fat." of!"

"Then you can't just have a fat belly but not a fat face..."

"I saw her and Tian Guangming hiding in the back hill a few days ago, chatting about something..."

"How can these young and strong girls and boys hang out together every day? They must be pregnant..."

"I'm also running around. The way she walks is exactly the same as when I was pregnant with our eldest son..."

"What's wrong with Emma? I can still have the child after she is born. Let's give it to the old Chen family this time! I will take care of one and raise the two..."

Everyone was talking a lot. Sun Jianping frowned and listened to their chat when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder!
He turned around and saw that it was Liu Fengxia!

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? Let me ask you Sun Jianping, the recruitment form for the No. 2 Machine Tool Factory in another village has been distributed. What is there to do in our village?"

Liu Fengxia stood on her head with her willow eyebrows, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she ran over aggressively to "raise the troops to question the crime"!
Sun Jianping smiled and said, "You really said it. You gave me three registration forms yesterday, but I'm sorry, they don't belong to you!"

(End of this chapter)