Chapter 11225
Wanghai County, Changping Village.
Yang Ruoqing stood there, staring at the yard of Huansheng's house in trance, but the hexagrams explained by Yuan Daochang echoed over and over again in her ears.
Neither life nor death... What kind of state is this?
Yang Ruoqing saw Xiaofu, the son of Huansheng's family, and his daughter-in-law, Xia, carrying a basket of things out of the yard. It seemed that they were cleaning up the rubbish from the house and putting it in the basket. Go to the fire dung pile near the fields in the north of the village.
Farmers are accustomed to mixing the garbage they clean out from their homes, whether it's rotten vegetable leaves, chicken or duck feces, or dead leaves and dust on the ground, and then pile them somewhere outside the village. , one household at a time, although these things are similar to garbage dumps, they are different from garbage dumps.
If the items in the garbage station are not cleaned in time, they will emit a rancid smell, and the smell will become a lethal weapon. The surrounding area will be so smelly that people can't walk, but it will become the favorite of flies and mosquitoes for miles around. .
But the dung piles of villagers are different. After they pile the garbage here, they will light it and burn it from all over the mountain.
The ashes formed by the burned things are mixed with dead branches and leaves to form plant ash. These plant ashes continue to be piled here and covered with felt mats. The plant ashes can sterilize, deodorize, and can also be fermented to form Nutritious farmyard manure.
In this ancient farming era without pesticides and chemical fertilizers, this kind of fermented farmyard manure from plant ash is a treasure!
Spring is about to begin, and everyone must turn over the frozen soil in the ground before spring plowing.
At that time, these fire dung piles will be dug up, and the ash soil accumulated in them for more than half a year will be transported to the fields and mixed with the excavated soil. While loosening the soil, it is also providing Soil enrichment.
Begin to plant crops in the fertilized soil. After a few spring rains, which are as expensive as oil, the crops will be like a teenage child. You give him a bowl of food and watch him rub it. It lasts a long time, and it looks the same every day, which is gratifying.
At the moment, Yang Ruoqing quietly followed Xiaofu and the Xia couple, watching them move the garbage in the basket to the dung pile at their home and start processing it.
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But then I thought about it, which daughter-in-law of a farmer's family is so particular?
Many people are about to give birth, so why not carry a basket of dirty clothes and wash them in the pond at the entrance of the village?
Every time I heard the fourth aunt and my mother reminisce about the past, the fourth aunt gritted her teeth and scolded the old lady Tan for being cruel. Her daughter-in-law was pregnant and about to give birth to a baby. When the two men were harvesting rice, the daughter-in-law bent down to cut the rice, holding the ears of rice and going back and forth to thresh the millet. There was water in some rice fields and mud everywhere. When I went down, the mud was submerged in my calves. It was difficult to take a single step. I had to keep carrying the ears of rice back and forth to thresh the millet. It was so unethical...
Okay, I was distracted again, Yang Ruoqing After clearing the altar, he looked at Xiaofu and Xia's couple in front of them with concentration, and his eyes scanned the things they poured out of the frame like an infrared scanner.
I found that most of them were broken earth bricks, broken bamboo mats, and tattered shoes soaked in water...
There is nothing unusual about these things. These are the things that every household uses to clean their yards.
However, as she watched, Yang Ruoqing felt more and more that something was wrong.
Because those things, the more I look at them, the more they look like they belong to an old man named Huan Sheng?
Don’t they have anything else to clean at home? Just to clean up the old man's things?
While Xiaofu and Xia were walking back, Yang Ruoqing pretended to meet them halfway.
After the two sides greeted each other, Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaofu with concern: "How is your father these two days?"
Xiaofu said: "Thank you Aunt Qing'er for thinking about me. My dad has been the same as before. You feel sad when you see my father’s house and bed.” Please give your father some advice and tell him to be patient and take care of himself."
"We will do it."
"Go and clean it up quickly. You can go back to your own home as soon as possible.”
"Yes, let's get busy first."
Looking at Xiaofu and Xia's back as they walked into the yard, Xiaofu was a little better and could talk to Yang Ruoqing normally.
But Xia couldn’t do it.
Xia seemed to be very afraid of Yang Ruoqing. When Yang Ruoqing was talking to Xiaofu, Xia kept her head down from beginning to end, not daring to raise her head to look at Yang Ruoqing, let alone say hello to Yang Ruoqing. .
Yang Ruoqing touched her face and thought it was strange. Do I look so vicious? Why don't you dare to look at me?
Could it be...that Mr. Xia has done something to make her feel guilty and dare not look at me?
Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of Huansheng's yard and did not leave. After hesitating for a moment, she went straight into the yard.
The yard of Huansheng's house is very messy. The broken water tanks and pickled vegetable jars in the corner are not thrown away. They are all piled up there. They are filled with mud, and some cabbage and rapeseed are planted on the mud. Things like that, some are full of weeds.
This is how farmers live. There is no empty container, but they are all planted.
The chicken coop in the corner has long been washed away by the water. There is a bamboo pennant hanging on the crooked tree. The other end of the bamboo pennant is placed on the top of the wall. Clothes, socks, bedsheets, bedding, etc. are placed on the bamboo poles to dry. something.
There was no one in the yard. Yang Ruoqing poked her head into the main room. The main room was also in a mess. The tea bowls and teapots piled on the table were all covered with a layer of mold. The table was not much better, but no one was seen there. Pack up here.
There was movement from the room to the south.
Isn’t that Huansheng’s father’s house?
Yang Ruoqing then went to the house over there. When she got to the door, she heard the noise inside was louder. She glanced in through the half-opened door. Xiaofu and Xia were really in this room. Busy work.
Not only Xiaofu and Xia were there, Huansheng was also there.
But Huansheng didn't do anything. Instead, he sat on the kang where the old man had slept, holding the crutch that the old man had used in his lifetime, with a sad face. He raised his head from time to time and looked around the room, telling Xiaofu and Xia to tidy up. When they were carrying things, they would inevitably scold them because their movements were a little heavy: "You are clumsy, these things are old things that have been with your father all his life, you Can't we be gentler?"
"What Dad taught me is that my son can't do things, so we should be more careful!" Xiaofu admitted his mistake and quietly cleaned up the old man's house. It looked like he was planning to vacate this room and move out and throw away all the things the old man had used during his lifetime, but even so, he was still careful and showed respect for his late grandfather.