Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1190 Take me to see your home

Although the Westinghouse of Zhan Honggui's family is not occupied all the year round, and the main thing is to keep some rags, it is still very bright after tidying up.

Those tattered things were piled up to the top of the kang, and covered with a piece of old thatch, it looked neat.

From the top of the kang to the tip of the kang, there was enough space for Wan Feng and Han Guang's family to rest.

The kang mat was wiped clean, and a half-new thin blanket was spread.

Wan Feng is still very satisfied with this place, at least it is much better than those huts where he and his younger brother lived when his family lived in 42.

Han Guang's family looked at Wan Feng's luggage and frowned.

"Your eyes are stained? Why do you buy some mattresses and come back?"

"Look carefully, are these all mattresses? Don't you see that these two are a slap bigger than the other two?"

Han Guang's family was speechless: "Just one big slap can be used as a quilt?"

"It's no trick, just like this quilt, do you want it? If you don't want it, I will cover it at night."

Zhan Honggui came over at this time and said with a little apology: "I'm sorry, brother, my family is in a bit of a difficult situation, and there are no extra new bedding, so you can only make do with yourself."

"Brother Zhan, it's all right! The temperature is not bad in early October, just give us a little more heat for the kang at night."

"Okay, that's no problem."

"Hey! By the way, brother Zhan! Where's sister-in-law? Why didn't you see sister-in-law?"

"Your sister-in-law is harvesting soybeans in the field, and she can only come back at night."

Wan Feng glanced at Zhan Honggui's empty left arm. It was really impossible to cut soybeans with one hand, so he could only do some capable work at home.

"How much land does your family have?"

"Three longs, two longs of wheat, half long of corn, and half long of soybeans."

Although it is located in the Sanjiang Plain, the per capita land area is not as large as that of the Red Farm, because there are particularly many waterlogged and low-lying land, which is not suitable for farming.

Soybeans for a long time, seven and a half acres of land.

No more, no less, but it is a relatively huge project to rely on one woman to pay for it alone.

"Do you also harvest soybeans here with a sickle and then use a harvester to pick up the grain?"

There are two ways to harvest soybeans in the north. One is that the harvester directly drives in and harvests while the soybean stalks are standing. This is called Lianhe.

The advantage is that people do not have to work hard, but the disadvantage is that the loss rate is astonishing. The pods will burst when touched by the harvesting platform. The beans are everywhere, and even half of an acre of land cannot be recovered.

Therefore, this method is only sometimes used when harvesting wheat, and almost no one has used it for harvesting soybeans.

The commonly used method is to pick up the grain, which is to manually lay the soybeans upside down and spread them one by one, and then use the picking up platform to pick up the grain.

Although Shihe also has losses, its loss rate is much smaller than that of Lianhe.

Eight 90s northern soybeans were harvested in this way.

"Well! Pick up the grain, and hire a harvester to pick up the grain when it's down."

Wan Feng didn't say anything else, he walked out of the house while Han Guang's shop was selling luggage, and looked around in the courtyard of Zhan Honggui's house.

There is a chicken rack against the wall on the east side of the yard, in which more than a dozen chickens are raised, and one of them is a red-crowned rooster, which may not be recognized by Wan Feng, so when Wan Feng approaches, he stares at Wan Feng vigilantly.

Wan Feng ignored the coveted rooster and walked past the chicken rack to the outside of the pigsty.

There was a little pig weighing more than 200 kilograms in the pigsty. Seeing someone appearing, the little pig thought it was someone who came to bring it food, so it crawled out of the pigsty.The little pig ran to the pig trough and found that there was not even a vegetable leaf in the pig trough, so he began to grunt and protest.

It's only been three months since Chinese New Year, and this pig is getting a little small.

The growth rate of pigs in winter almost slows down. Another 32 catties for this pig is enough for it to grow.

This is a little pig.

Although the pigs at that time were not as big as the pigs of later generations, the pigs weighing no more than 250 catties were smaller in any way.

Wan Feng shook his head. Fortunately, there were only four members of Zhan's family, so there were few people and little food.

If this is a large population of more than ten people, it is estimated that it will be almost the same after the Year of the Pig is over.

Zhan Shitou suddenly ran back from outside the yard.

"Take uncle to your field to have a look."

Zhan Shitou shook his head: "I can't remember."

"Look, I'll just say you're a good-for-nothing. If you still don't admit it, you can't even remember where you live."

"I'm only six years old. I'm a child."

This product is selling badly again. First of all, it is emphasized that he is a child.

"Your attitude is not good, children have to face life directly, and shout out that I am a little idiot!"

"I... am not a scumbag!"

Wan Feng just had nothing to do to tease the children, but he didn't expect this little trickster to be determined not to be fooled.

The paralyzed pork loin is quite straight!

"Get your sister back, does she remember the way to your place?"

"Well! She goes often."

"Then go find it."

Zhan Shitou whized out and found Zhan Ling after a while.

"Take me to your field." Wan Feng repeated to Zhan Ling what he had just said to Zhan Shitou.

"Uncle, does your family also farm?"

"It was planted before."

"Then how much land does your family have?" Zhan Ling asked while leading Wan Feng to the land contracted by her family.

"My family has quite a lot of land, a total of twelve farms."

Zhan Ling was surprised: "Wow! You have so much land in your house, so you won't be exhausted. My mother is so tired that my mother can't stand up because of soybeans in my house. It's a pity that I'm too young to do it. In a few days I will be able to help my mother with work in the next year."

What a wonderful child, I remember that in my last life, when I was on summer vacation, I tried my best not to think of shoveling the ground.

Now it seems that my awareness was not as good as that of a ten-year-old girl.

Should blush here.

The land of Zhan Honggui's family is in a large piece of land at the west end of Slow Guitar Village.

When Wan Feng and the others came, they came from the road beside the land.

This large piece of land is estimated to be about three to four hundred acres, all of which are planted with soybeans, and there are about dozens of people working in the field.

No wonder I have seen Zhan Honggui as an adult since I entered this village. It turns out that all the adults are here.

Zhan Ling found the land of her home very accurately, and led Wan Feng to the land.

From the cut stalks, it can be seen that this year's soybean harvest is average. The soybean stalks are not more than one foot high, and the stalks are thin and the pods are small.

If nothing else, it will be flooded again this year.

Why doesn't rice grow in this place?Could it be that the growing season of the crops is not enough?

At that time, there may not be those short-growing rice varieties, and it is estimated that early-maturing rice varieties will appear in a few years.

I saw Zhan Ling's mother about 100 meters away from the ground.

A middle-aged woman who is actually in her 30s and looks in her 40s.

Wearing a gray gauze and thread gloves on her head, she looked blankly at Wan Feng who appeared here with her daughter and son.

(End of this chapter)