Playful peasant girl made a fortune: uncle begged to take it away

Chapter 22 Planting Rice
Xiao Mingri saw that there was only a pot of porridge on the table, and asked, "Sister, sister, didn't there be a lot of dishes yesterday, why didn't you take them out?"

Mingyu was holding the bowl, and was about to add some porridge, when she heard Xiao Mingri's words, she couldn't help laughing out loud, this little guy has been thinking about this meat early in the morning, it's so fun.

Hearing my sister suddenly laughed, Xiao Mingri didn't understand, "Sister, sister, what are you laughing at?"

"Hehe, laugh at our little one who is thinking about meat early in the morning!"

After finishing speaking, he added a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Mingyong, Xiao Ming only realized that the porridge was delicious, Mingyu looked at Xiao Ming with a greedy face, and quickly added three more bowls of porridge.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, I blow hard on the porridge in front of me, hoping it will cool down soon.

When the two little guys had just finished their first bite, they said excitedly, "Sister, sister, this is made of the bone soup from last night, isn't it, it's delicious!"

Mingyu smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's delicious. Are you still thinking about the meat last night? It's better to have some porridge in the morning. Don't eat meat all morning, it's not good for your stomach."

Little Mingri scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Hehe, it's delicious, don't worry about it anymore." Mingyu found out that Mingri and Mingyong both have a habit of scratching their heads whenever they feel embarrassed.

After breakfast, Mingyu picked out some pig food cooked yesterday, filled it with hot water, and fed it to the pigs.Confess tomorrow and tomorrow, let them mow the grass at home to feed the rabbits, and water the vegetables.Mingyu took a wooden basin, and Mingyong took a hoe and went to the field together.

The farmers got up early and had breakfast, and it was only about 07:30 now.

Mingyong watched Mingyu take a wooden basin, and couldn't help asking, "Mingyu, what are you doing with a wooden basin?"

Mingyu raised the wooden basin in his hand and said, "Here, I will pull out the seedlings later, and then put them in, so that they can be placed in the ground, without fear that the seedlings will all sink into the water, and it can hold a lot, so you don't have to run around all the time." Go to the edge of the field to get the seedlings."

Mingyong thinks about it, it seems to be.He didn't ask any more.The two walked silently to the field.

Although the seedling field has been drained of water, but because I have been running with water before, not only is the field not dry now, but it is not so muddy when I step on it.

Mingyu put the wooden basin aside, bent down to pull up the seedlings, then picked them up and handed them to Ming Yong, saying, "Daddy, if you pull up the seedlings like this, you can't break the roots." After speaking, she bent down and continued to pull out.

Mingyong glanced at it, and then began to pull out the seedlings. Some of them were broken at first, but gradually he became familiar with it, and his movements became faster and faster.After a while, the two of them pulled out a pot.

Mingyu asked Mingyong to bring the wooden pot to the field, and then took a handful of seedlings in his hand, demonstrating how to plant them.

Mingyu held two to three seedlings in one hand and inserted them into the mud. After inserting three rows, the distance between the seedlings was about 15 centimeters.

Mingyong couldn't help worrying when he saw it, "Could it be too thin?"

Mingyu looked at the three rows of seedlings that had been planted, they were not thin, and suddenly thought that the millet here is directly sprinkled on the ground, and the spacing is very close, which is thin for the people here.

However, Mingyu will not accommodate the habit of the people here, because if the spacing is not enough, the sun will not be exposed, the seedlings will be prone to disease, and it is not conducive to the pollination of rice flowers.This is also a major reason why the yield of rice in ancient times was low.

"Daddy, that's it, otherwise we don't have enough seedlings." Ming Yong glanced at the small piece of unplucked seedlings left, and then compromised.At noon, tomorrow I saw that my father and sister hadn't come back, so I took the unfinished porridge this morning and sent it to them.After a busy day, Mingyu's family's acre of land has finally been planted.

(End of this chapter)