Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei looked at the crowd, and soon found someone in the crowd who he had least expected. Who was it? The former old Taoist priest Tao Yisheng whom I rescued yesterday, Old Man Tao.

"Why are you here?"

Gu Siwei asked Tao Yisheng.

Tao Yisheng said with a smile: "Why can't I be here? You saved me yesterday, and I have nothing to repay you. I thought I would come over and help you plant a seedling in the past two days, which can be regarded as a small contribution." , You won’t drive me away, will you?”

"This... I just did it casually. You don't have to take it to heart. No one will not reach out at that time." Gu Siwei really didn't take this matter to heart.

Tao Yisheng said: "It's your business if you don't take it to heart, but if I don't take it to heart, then it's my bad conduct. I'm a poor old man now, and I don't have anything good around me. I can only be Please do your part, and don't think I'm a freeloader."

"What are you talking about? This is a guest, please!"

Having said that, Gu Siwei had no way to drive people away. Besides, with so many people coming today, do they still need a bowl and chopsticks from this old man?

Not to mention that he came to work, even if he didn't work, Gu Siwei couldn't do it. When eating, he would leave someone alone while others were full. This was not the way to treat guests.

"I said stop playing with the bears. Are we here to help plant rice, or are we here to play with the bears?" Yang Chuanwu shouted at the crowd with a smile.

"Chuanwu, you've been rubbing me for a long time, I don't have the nerve to say anything to you."

This was obviously coming from an elder. Yang Chuanwu could only smile after hearing this, and he was not embarrassed. Others also laughed, and the matter was over.

Guo Xiangping said at this time: "Okay, let's get ready to work. This...oh, I didn't feel much when I climbed up. Now I look down and see that this cliff is really high."

Guo Xiangping was startled when Ya clearly revealed his true face.

Hearing what Guo Xiangping said, some people came over to admire the cliff they had just climbed up. They all started pulling up again, guessing how many meters high the cliff was. Some said it was forty, some said it was more than ten. No one in the crowd guessed that the cliff was seven or eight stories high, almost twenty meters tall.

"Let's go, work, work! The sun is going to hit your butts soon, and you are still talking about the cliff here. Are you all here to visit the big market?" Liu Fulin said to the big guy.

Guo Xiangping also shouted: "Get moving and get to work."

Just like that, a group of people started walking towards the big house.

As everyone walked along the small stone path leading to the big house and into the depths of Calabash Valley, they commented with envy on the land of Gu Siwei's family.

Of course, it goes without saying that these lands are almost half the size of the entire village. What they envy the most is the water source, which flows directly from the mountains, passes through the fields, and finally drains from the cliffs into the river. Unlike It's their land, and most of the land has to be watered by water, or it's watered by a wooden waterwheel, which is really not as convenient as living in Siwei.

Sicui took everyone to the seedling room. When everyone saw the seedlings on the shelf, they all became uneasy. They all gathered around the seedling shelf and looked carefully.

"Sicui, what kind of seed is this?"

Liu Fulin's family is also planting rice today. Liu Fulin went to his relatives' houses to ask for the seeds. When raising the seedlings, he asked Lao Bashi to come over and help them grow the seedlings. When the seedlings came out, Lao Bashi nodded in approval. This batch of seedlings is good.

But comparing his original seedlings with the seedlings he saw now, he could simply throw them away.

The seedling in front of him is almost one-third taller than his, and the leaves are stronger. The most important thing is that the root system is almost twice as developed as his. With such roots, how can the rice grow well?

"It comes from our rice. If you want to ask what kind of rice it is, you have to ask my brother, I don't know."

Sicui didn't know what kind of rice it was. Gu Siwei carried the rice back and planted whatever it had. Sicui didn't think about choosing a variety. Originally, the brother and sister decided not to want wasteland, not to have a good harvest.

When everyone heard what Sicui said, they all turned their attention to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei wiped the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, thought for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "I don't know what kind of rice it is. I got this rice from the market at the factory. I originally thought It was edible, but later Sicui said she wanted to plant it, so she turned it into seeds. I really don’t know what kind it is.”

Little did Gu Siwei know that he got rice from other people in the village and planted it in his space. He planted it for nearly ten times, always picking large grains.

Space planting is not limited to one or two acres, so Gu Siwei only planted a small area, planted two or three hundred plants and waited for harvest.

This is invisible breeding. Every time we choose big seeds, and with the blessing of space, the rice seeds will naturally grow.

"No matter what variety it is, this seedling is excellent now. Siwei, you can take a look at it this season. If the yield is high, leave some seeds for my family when the harvest comes. I won't let you keep them in vain. I will give them to you then." Money, or I can exchange it with you for things from my land.”

The speaker was Luan Jianming from the Luan family.

"Jianming, is this seedling good?"

As soon as they heard what Luan Jianming said, everyone suddenly became energetic. At first, everyone thought Miao was good, but now after Luan Jianming's affirmation, they immediately started thinking about it.

Gu Siwei didn't know that Luan Jianming was very good at farming. Although his family didn't have much land, the grain he produced was different when he planted the same piece of land than others. You can learn from him and you can also grow it. Without the food he has, he can still get almost 20% more food than the average person. This ability is really enviable to many people.

His farming is regarded as the vane of farming in the village. Whether it is growing sorghum, potatoes, or even vegetables, fruits, etc., Luan Jianming grows more than others.

"Can't you tell the difference between good and bad? If you can't tell the difference between good and bad, was what you saw just now fun? Don't be ridiculous, they are all farmers," Luan Jianming said to the villagers with a smile.

"We all think it's good, but we didn't expect you to think it's good too. By the way, Jianming, if you want to plant rice instead, your land probably won't work, right?"

Someone raised a question.

Luan Jianming said: "Why not? As long as the rice yield can reach about 400 kilograms, then I will switch to planting. It will only take more effort. After all, rice is much more delicious than sorghum."

Gu Siwei was a little confused when he heard about four hundred kilograms. Although he did not farm, he also knew that one acre of land in his hometown weighed more than four hundred kilograms, which was about one thousand two hundred kilograms. Even if there is no fertilizer or anything in the future, it shouldn't only be around 400 kilograms.

However, Gu Siwei didn't have any questions, he looked like he was uneducated.

"If your land can be planted, my land can be planted too. Siwei, if the yield is high, leave some seeds for my family."

"I'll also come to my house. It's up to you to see what I give you in exchange for it. I won't let you give it away for free."

"No one can afford it for free. It's not a matter for one family or two families."

Everyone said it one after another.

As soon as Gu Siwei heard everyone's noise, he immediately stretched out his hands and pressed it: "If the yield is high, I will leave enough seeds for everyone. I will wait and see how many seeds there are. If it is not enough, I have nothing to do." .

"I know, I know!"

Everyone responded one after another.

The rice seedlings won everyone's approval, and everyone was thinking about the yield per acre of Siwei's family, thinking about planting rice in the next season, and then the family would also serve white rice.

With this episode, everyone worked even harder. The middle-aged men and women rolled up their trousers and went to the fields, lined up in a row and started planting rice seedlings.

Those with weaker physical strength, like Sicui, followed the sturdy Liu Dezhu and other half-grown children to transport the seedlings in the house to the fields, while the older people like Liu Fulin and Guo Xiangping carried the seedlings. Throwing the rice seedlings into the field allows the transplanters to walk less and increase the efficiency of the rice transplanting.

Gu Siwei knew nothing about planting rice seedlings, but he was too embarrassed to make a pot of tea and sit under the camphor tree to cool off while others were working. That would make him a wealthy landlord.

Therefore, Gu Siwei also rolled up his trouser legs and went down to the fields.

I started following Yang Chuan's martial arts, learning how deep the roots of seedlings should be buried in the soil, and how far apart the seedlings should be. In short, the simple word "planting rice seedlings" actually contains a lot of knowledge. You can't plant rice seedlings shallowly. , it is easy to fall if it is too shallow, but it cannot be too deep, otherwise the seedlings will die.

Fortunately, this thing was carried by an experienced person, and Gu Siwei got to know it as he worked on it. It was just a little slower. Others planted two seedlings, and he only managed to get one.

So gradually, everyone moved forward together, and Gu Siwei began to fall behind.

When he was three or four steps behind, Yang Chuanwu and others would come over to help Gu Siwei make up the progress.

This made Gu Siwei even more embarrassed to be lazy. He was bent over, wearing a bamboo hat, holding a handful of seedlings with one hand, and mechanically picking up the seedlings and inserting them into the field with the other hand.

This posture can only see one or two meters in front, and there are only two things that can be seen. One is the water in the field. Through the water, you can also see the mud at the bottom of the water. The other is the seedlings that have been planted by others on both sides. , standing green in the water.

Gu Siwei no longer knew how long he had been working. He only knew that the seedlings in his hands were gone, so he looked around. At this time, there would always be seedlings within two steps of him. After taking the seedlings, he continued to repeat the above actions.

"Everyone take a rest and drink water."

At this time, Wu Meiling's voice came from the edge of the ridge.

After hearing this, everyone who had no seedlings in their hands straightened up and walked towards the edge of the ridge, while those who had seedlings in their hands continued to plant the seedlings. Gu Siwei raised his head and glanced around, thought for a moment, and continued to lower his head. He raised his head and finished planting the handful of rice seedlings in his hand.

The last seedling was inserted into the mud. Gu Siwei felt that the seedling was a little crooked, so he stretched out his hand to straighten the seedling. He felt that it was a little low, so he lifted it up slightly.

After taking a second look, he felt that it was pretty good now, so Gu Siwei was about to straighten up and go to the edge of the ridge.

Who would have thought that before his waist straightened up, he would sit down in the water first.

"Siwei, is something okay?".

Yang Chuanwu, who was about to go to Longzi, was startled by Gu Siwei's butt. He turned around and saw Gu Siwei sitting in the water, and he became happy again.

"it's okay no problem!"

Gu Siwei stretched out his hand and pressed down on the ground. The mud covered half of his forearm, and then he pushed his body up.

Only then did Gu Siwei feel that his waist seemed to be no longer his, and he felt an indescribable soreness, as if his waist had been broken.

"Can't your waist bear it?"

Yang Chuanwu knew what was going on as soon as he saw it. Everyone came here like this. No one could plant rice quickly and well at the beginning. He always had a sore back and pain, but gradually he could do the work effectively. Looks good.

Gu Siwei nodded: "It really hurts."

"How about you take a break later? It's a bit unbearable at first," Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei waved his hand: "It's okay."

"How about you cook? It's easier to cook," Yang Chuanwu said again.

Now it's not Gu Siwei's turn to do the cooking work. This work belongs to the "old, weak, sick and disabled". How can Gu Siwei grab this job? After all, he is a man. He cheats and cheats when he should work. Others don't want it. Face, Gu Siwei needs face.

"It's okay, work has to be done, how can I do it if I don't do it!"

Gu Siwei became more determined and decided to do something. When he couldn't work no matter what, he would take relief from other women and let others help him fill the gap.