Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 21 Mining and Farming

Since then, Mr. Yu had a shadow in his heart. No matter how Zhou Shi scratched his head in his eyes, he couldn't arouse any interest. Later, Zhou Shi didn't even bother to look at him again, and fell asleep directly at night. on the bed.

From then on, the news that Yu Laosan couldn't do it spread throughout the village, and this became the most legitimate reason for the Zhou family to pick up ashes with Yu Lao.

Seeing that Mrs. Sun couldn't persuade Mrs. Yu, she also gave up. She walked out from the bamboo house and wanted to call Mrs. Zhou back to the village together.When he came out, he saw Mrs. Zhou wrestling with Qi's daughter-in-law, and hurried to untie it.

The Zhou family had the upper hand, her clothes and hair were all messed up by Nanmenyue, and several slap marks were drawn on her rouged face.

Seeing Mrs. Sun rushing towards her, she hurriedly called for her help: "Sister, kill this bitch, don't let her seduce another man from another family."

Mrs. Sun stepped forward and pushed Nanmenyue, and helped Mrs. Zhou up from her crotch: "My good sister, the matter has come to an end, and there is no need to make trouble anymore. Let's go and return to the village with my sister." The land of their home is in the barren mountains and wild mountains, no one will come to help them, so just go wisely.

Mrs. Zhou struggled but refused. She grabbed Mrs. Sun's lapel and cried like a crazy woman, "Sister, my family's third, my family's third, tell him to go home together, okay?"

At this moment, she knew it was too late.

Mrs. Sun shook her head helplessly, and supported Mrs. Zhou to walk in the direction they came from. The two of them could hear Mrs. Zhou's wail like a pig being killed after walking a long way.

Nanmen Yue straightened her clothes and stood up from the ground, watching them walk away, then went to pick up the iron pot, poured clean water to clean it, and put it back on the clay stove.

Tongcai was wasted, and at noon I had to eat the leftover dried pickles from the morning. After heating up the pot, pour a little lard on it, pour over the dry and cold dried vegetables, stir fry evenly, and start the pot.

He took out the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the newly nailed bamboo table, and went down to the river to call Mr. Qi and the others to come back for dinner.

Qi Ying'er had good ears, and hearing his mother's voice, he took Master Qi's hand to go back to the house for dinner, and called the old woman who was collecting crab baskets in the river: "Grandma, mother, call back to eat."

Mrs. Zhuang responded, threw back the crab basket that she had dug out, walked ashore, pulled down her trousers and went back together.

Seeing that they were empty-handed, Qi Yinger was disappointed when they didn't catch any crabs, but he still thoughtfully comforted the hard-working Mrs. Zhuang first: "Grandma, do you know why I couldn't catch any crabs today? It's because they all go home for dinner. You caught it when you got back."

Mr. Qi nodded in agreement. These days, the old lady was talking about her family's crab sauce in his ear every day, and he felt a little sad when he heard it.

Ever since Zheng Ang was arrested as a strong man, the old woman hasn't returned to her natal home for many years, and she didn't even go back to see her mother-in-law passed away.

Seeing them walking back, Nanmenyue stopped going down, turned around and headed towards the bamboo house.Seeing Yu Lao San finishing the roof, he shouted at him: "Lao San, let's do it after lunch."

Oldest Yu kept working, and responded with his head up: "Eat first, I'm almost done." He has bad legs and feet, and it's inconvenient to climb up and down. He must finish this as soon as possible, tonight The whole family of Qi's family no longer needed to live in that dilapidated cabin.

Nanmenyue saw that he was in a stable mood and didn't seem to be affected by the divorce, so she let him go and went to eat by herself.

After lunch, Mr. Qi led Qi Ying'er back to the back room for a nap.The old woman couldn't stay idle and started to weave all kinds of baskets with the remaining bamboo strips.

Nanmenyue dug out the hoe and shovel and started to work. She planned to build a shed in the cooking place to shelter from the sun and rain. From now on, it would be the kitchen, where cooking and eating would be convenient.

She leveled the ground, built it solidly, measured the four corners, dug four deep pits with iron bars, planted the sawed bamboo pillars, added another one on the opposite side, wrapped the beams, and the frame came out. Waiting for the thatch that the old woman cut back to dry and weave it up, the shed will be built.

Yu Laosan finished his work at the bamboo house and came to eat. There was still a large bowl of porridge in the hanging pot. He put some pickles into the bowl, squatted down, scraped twice, and the big bowl of porridge was bottomed out. His stomach was full and his energy returned. He washed the dishes and chopsticks, arranged them, and walked towards Nanmenyue.

"Mother Ying'er, what are you thinking looking at this piece of wild grass?"

Nanmenyue turned her face with her cheeks on her side, pointed to the stone beside her, and told Yu Laosan to sit down, "What do you think our family will eat when we live on this hill? What should we grow in this large area?" Now we have a house, but we can't always live a life where we don't see the next meal.

The land in the village is not only far away from here, but also only so big that it is not worth the effort to run back from here to cultivate it.

Third Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the wasteland next to the river, imitating Nanmenyue with his cheeks propped up to think.

The eldest brother Yu is a butcher, and the second child is a carpenter. The third child basically manages the land at home. Since the eldest and second child have both gone, the old man Yu will not let him go to the field, and wants him to kill pigs together. .

Although I haven't worked in the fields for a long time, I have done some research on the environment and conditions of these small farmers' crops.

"Why don't we plant corn corn? It doesn't distinguish between seasons and is highly adaptable to the environment. It is resistant to heat, drought, salt, alkali and barrenness. The cycle is not long. But corn corn has no market and can only meet daily self-sufficiency."

Nanmenyue thought it was feasible after listening to Yu Laosan's words. It happened that there was a large bunch of dried corn hanging at home, which saved the money for buying seeds.

"Don't worry about the sales, just leave it to me. You just plant the corn and it will bloom and bear fruit."

Nanmen Yuexin had a goal in mind, and she was full of energy. After greeting Mrs. Zhuang, she carried a hoe and a machete to open up wasteland.

Seeing that there was nothing going on at the bamboo hut, the third brother Yu also took a step to follow.

The two walked along the foot of the mountain, all the way forward.

Nanmenyue opened the way in front with a machete, and Yu Laosan took a hoe to dig a separation trench on the mountain road that Nanmenyue opened.Swap occasionally, rest when tired.

By the time the sun turned west, the quarantine area was almost dug to the river bank.

Nanmenyue saw that the small pile of grass would not lead the fire to the other side of the mountain, so she took out a fire bag and asked Yu Laosan to light the wild grass, while she went to cut some branches in case the fire burned out. Can be saved while in quarantine.

After the wild grass hit the flames, it ignited quickly, and after a while, the flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the valley with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Nanmenyue stood on the side with a machete wiping her sweat, looking at the light smoke rising from the raging fire, a smile appeared on her cheeks, as long as she worked hard, she would always have a good life.

(End of this chapter)