The champion is my son

Chapter 18
"Ah Qing, we still have to plant rice seedlings this year, so let's go plant them."

Jiang shi was cooling his clothes in the yard, while Li Qing handed the washed clothes to Jiang shi.

Seedlings?

Indeed, the end of March is a good time for raising seedlings

Seedlings need to be raised in advance before being inserted into the field.Li Qing, who grew up in the countryside, naturally knew how to do it.

"In the afternoon, I will go to the vegetable garden to open up a piece of land. Mother, how wide should our paddy field be?"

Jiang said: "As much as in previous years, this year will be as much as possible."

Now Li Qing is more and more used to the leisurely farming life here.

Work every day, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.Their place is relatively remote, there is only Wang's family within the radius, and the two families chat together when they have nothing to do.As for the others, as long as Li Qing didn't go to the fields, he would hardly see them.

It's just that some remarks in this village are not very good, Jiang also beat around the bush and scolded them a few times, but they have their mouths on them, so they can't keep their mouths shut.

As for these messages, they are nothing more than: Jiang's family's Feng Shui is not good, Jiang's married woman Kefu, Jiang's Kefu Kezi, Li Qing is on a few boats... It's just rumors, and it won't affect Li Qing for the time being. A strong heart.

There is always a gossiping woman in the village who finds life boring and likes to gossip.

After hastily nibbling a few steamed buns, Jiang shi soaked the family's treasured seeds into the water, while Li Qing went to dig the ground with a small hoe, and the family's children were reciting books on the small table that Li Qing set up not long ago.

Raising seedlings is a delicate job.

Li Qing drew up a square and long piece of land, rolled up his sleeves, and started digging with a hoe.For the convenience of working, Li Qing usually wears trousers, and his top hangs down to just cover his knees.Mrs. Jiang often takes care of the vegetable garden, so the soil inside is not very solid, and it is refreshing to dig it up and hoe it.

In less than half an hour, Li Qing cut up the small piece of land, and she also carefully built a layer around it, so that it will be convenient for watering at that time.

As expected, Mrs. Jiang came over with two buckets of water.Li Qing is an irresistible person, and the job of carrying water can only be done by Jiang.Together, the two drenched the ground thoroughly.

"Ah Ching, there are my newly folded banana tree leaves behind the house, I will use them later."

"Well, I'll bring the bamboo strips together."

When he came to the vegetable garden again, Jiang had already sprinkled the soaked rice seeds evenly on the mud, and the dots were really beautiful.The two set up a tent together, covered it with banana leaves, and put a few stones to prevent the wind.

"Okay." Li Qing patted the mud on his hands, looked up at Jiang Shi, and nodded in satisfaction.Sweat had already soaked the cheeks of the two of them, and under the warm sun, they were looking forward to each other.

"...Broadcasting a hundred valleys. The real letter is alive, and the post is full. There are those who hate the outstanding, the seedlings, and the endless." Yun and the sound of reading came to the vegetable garden, and Li Qing and Jiang looked at each other. And laugh.

Not to mention, although Jiang's family is an ordinary village family, it can also be regarded as a scholarly family.Originally, Mrs. Jiang was illiterate when she was in her boudoir.But after she got married, under the influence of her husband's family, she successfully took off the hat of illiteracy, and it is no problem to understand some ordinary books.

Yun Ji read this sentence exactly from "The Book of Songs Zai Xun", which fits the current scene of sowing seeds.

Jiang took the offal and went to the firewood tent, Li Qing was going to pick up the small hoe and go home to wash up.At this time, I saw a man in the shape of a man hiding furtively under a small slope full of weeds.

Li Qing's heart was full of alarm bells, was the thing he was most worried about about to happen?Li Qing expected that since that person was sneaky, she would definitely not dare to act recklessly, not to mention she still had a weapon and a hoe in her hand.

I still have to tell Jiang Shi about this matter, after all, Jiang Shi has more experience than her.

It is said that there are many gossips in front of the widow's door, and it is true.

There is no shortage of gangsters and other dynasties.

The current law and order is not like that of later generations. Many people here are directly outside the law. There are many bullies occupying land and widows being forced into prostitution.

Li Qing had to make some preparations in advance. The first thing she thought of was Yunji, children are the most vulnerable to persecution.

Just as Li Qing opened the fence gate and was about to go in, the man jumped up from the bottom of the small slope like a monkey.

Li Qing acted defensively, before Li Qing could ask who he was, the man said: "Little... Miss Jiang, I'm here to inform you that the silkworm god will be sacrificed in the village tomorrow." The man waved his hand and smiled Hehe, but the bright desire in his eyes can't deceive anyone.

The man looked thin, with two beards on his mouth, showing a figure-horoscope shape, his eyes were slightly small, and he looked a little wretched, with a wicked look.When talking to Li Qing, the eyeballs kept rolling, looking here and there, as if they were stepping on the spot.

"I remember that you didn't pass on the sacrificial offerings in previous years?"

"Oh." The man laughed dryly and said, "He is sick and begged me to come."

"Thank you for letting me know." The implication is that you can go, there is no tea for you to drink at home.Li Qing stuck the hoe in front of him, and didn't salute, showing no expression on his face.In the eyes of that person, it was this little lady who had a very personality, and evil thoughts flashed in his heart.

In order not to surprise Li Qing, the man scratched his scalp and said: "I still have to go home, so I will leave now."

"Farewell."

Jiang came out from the backyard, looked at the figure that was walking away and asked, "Ah Qing, who is that?"

"Mother, did you meet any strange people back then? Some low-level people?"

"Naturally, I have met them before, but at that time, the elders of the Jiang family were still in the village, and the ancestral hall was also here. There were elders to protect them, and my natal brother was not a vegetarian. As long as someone came, I would yell at your mother." Call, as time goes by, those people dare not come, and mother will keep the Jiang family's family business."

Hearing Jiang's words, Li Qing immediately analyzed the current situation, it is different now, not to mention that her natal family is unreliable, but Jiang's clan elders have already moved with their whole family, and they cannot quench their thirst far away.

"You mean? That person... God damn it." Jiang swears at that person. "Did he hurt you?"

"That's not true. The sky is bright and the sun is bright. He dare not do anything to me. Mother, that person said that the silkworm god will be sacrificed on that day." Li Qing said this together, and Jiang said: "It is indeed tomorrow, tomorrow is March 23 , Every year at this time, sacrifices to the silkworm god will be made."

Li Qing let out an "oh".

The God of Silkworm, also called Matou Niang, is the god of this place. He blesses the people of Shilitang Village with a good harvest of silkworm cocoons this year and everything goes smoothly.

"Don't be deceived." After all, Jiang is old, and she is afraid that she won't be able to protect her two little ones.

Li Qing nodded, both of them looked serious, as if facing a formidable enemy. "The thorns have grown very well these two days, and I want to get some back."

(End of this chapter)