Chapter 667 May
After planting the rice seedlings, the garlic in the field next door has reached the harvest season.
The amount of garlic in several acres of land is not too much, but it is not too little. When all is estimated, it is estimated to be several thousand kilograms.
"Mom, let's find some people to collect the garlic in the field tomorrow."
So that night after planting the rice seedlings, he discussed with his mother Wang Fang about hiring people. Garlic stuff.
"How about we just figure it out ourselves? Anyway, it won't be a big deal, it just takes an extra two days."
Wang Fang is obviously different from what Zhang An thinks. I really want to spend this money.
Because all the family needs to do during this period is transplanting rice seedlings, and now it has been completed.
In the following time, their family was basically idle, and talking about garlic was not something urgent. They could just go into battle and take their time.
After all, they only have a few acres of garlic in front of and behind their house. No matter how slow they work, they can finish it in four or five days.
So in her opinion, hiring someone to do it would simply be a waste of money.
“Well, okay, let’s do it ourselves.”
Zhang An originally wanted to persuade his mother a few more words, because in the past two years, the family has been slightly older. He basically paid people from the village to help him with his work, and he had already developed a lazy temperament.
But after seeing Wang Fang's unquestionable look on her face, she could only swallow back what she was about to say.
He is very familiar with his mother's temper. If there are other things at home, he will definitely listen to him and spend some money to hire someone to help.
But if there is nothing else at home, and it is not too urgent work, then the mother who has saved half her life will definitely think about her own family.
In fact, the few acres of garlic are nothing. Even if there are only three of them, they can finish it in a few days at most.
Especially Zhang An, who doesn’t know what it means to be tired when he starts working.
The reason why he wanted to find someone to help him was just laziness.
Wang Fang didn't care what Zhang An was thinking and went outside on her own.
When I came back, I brought back three or four bundles of glutinous rice straw, which were prepared for pulling garlic tomorrow.
Here in Hongyan Town, whenever the garlic is harvested, everyone will pull it out of the soil and bundle it into handfuls, which is convenient for taking home and drying. Dry.
In fact, the garlic can be tied with its own pole, but the garlic in Zhang An's family has been stripped of garlic moss, and the remaining pole is too short.
So the best thing to use is to use the straw left over from last year. It is very convenient and easy to find.
Among the straws, especially the rice straw from Nuogu is the best because it is stronger and softer and not so easy to tear.
On the second day, it didn’t rain either, and I didn’t know whether to give face or not.
Zhang An got up early in the morning and found his mother steaming steamed buns.
So after eating three or five whole pieces, I went to the field carrying straw.
God is still very kind to me this year, and it can be said that the weather is going smoothly.
The soil in this garlic field is relatively loose, so it is easy to pull the garlic.
If it had been a drought a few years ago, the soil in this field would have hardened long ago, and it would have taken some effort to pull the garlic out of the soil.
After bending down and pulling a few plants, Zhang An took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on.
This is not because he is spoiled and afraid of work, so he wears this thing.
Mainly the tasks of pulling garlic and picking peanuts may seem easy, but once there are too many, it will hurt your hands the most.
Anyone who has done this will prepare a pair of gloves.
Otherwise, when you take a break, your hands will tell you what it means to suffer.
Zhang An didn't think he had mastered the legendary Iron Palm, so he very wisely prepared gloves in advance.
After a while, Zhang Jianguo also came. He was originally going to go out to herd sheep in the morning, but he had to pick garlic at home, so he didn't go.
Wang Fang came the last, she had to finish the housework at home before coming.
There was no one at home, so little Siqi was naturally brought over. He was looking for earthworms in the field, and was picking up some wild flowers and weeds. The little tiger was following him to prevent him from running away. Go outside the field.
Zhang An is indeed a humanoid harvester. He could bend down for a long time without having to straighten up, and he would pull out a pile of it in a short time.
"Qi Qi, don't go pulling the seedlings, come back quickly."
Just when Zhang An was about to straighten up and take a rest, he suddenly heard his mother's voice.
I turned around and saw that it was Xiao Siqi who was dishonest. He ran to the edge of the rice field and was about to pull up the newly planted seedlings.
Little Siqi was just a little more curious at first. Hearing what his grandma said, he didn't harm those rice plants anymore.
“Smile, you have the nerve to laugh. Have you forgotten that when you were young, you often pulled up seedlings in other people’s fields, which caused a lot of people to come to your house to complain.”
Wang Fang greeted her grandson and turned around to find Zhang An with a playful look on his face, and immediately glared at him.
Don't look at Zhang An a few years ago, he was like a big girl who didn't like to talk.
But he was very naughty when he was young, especially when he was five or six years old, he was a disaster.
I either used bamboo sticks to smash the cabbage in other people's vegetable fields, or I pulled up the seedlings in other people's fields and floated them in the water.
The key is that despite the harm he caused, he was caught by others, which led to people coming to complain every now and then.
Every time someone came to complain, Wang Fang would whip him in front of the villagers.
As a result, every time Wang Fang made a move, the person who complained had to come and persuade her, for fear that she would beat Zhang An too hard.
Of course, he is not the only one receiving such treatment.
In the village, most parents will provide such education after their children do something wrong.
However, Zhang An had a very stubborn temper when he was a child. Every time he was beaten, he would be punished for a day or two at most. Within three days, he would start doing bad things outside again.
Therefore, even though he was the only son in the family, he was beaten every three days during his childhood.
But it is precisely for this reason that he has never grown crooked.
Zhang An smiled even more happily when he heard about his mother’s past.
Originally, he didn't remember these things, but now that his mother mentioned them, he remembered them again.
He didn't think it was a shame at all to get beaten when he got into trouble as a child.
On the contrary, this is exactly a part of the complete childhood of every rural child.
It should be noted that a childhood without getting into trouble or being beaten is not a complete childhood at all.
Just as Wang Fang expected, it took the family of three four days to take back all the garlic from the fields to their home.
On the last day, Ding Yi knew that Zhang An’s family had taken the garlic home, so he brought someone to load a cart and take it back to the supermarket. Originally, Ding Yi was just thinking about adding something fresh to the fresh food section.
Unexpectedly, the new garlic sold very well as soon as it was put on the shelves.
The cart weighed about more than a thousand kilograms. The original plan was to sell it for five or six days, but in the end, it was all sold out in less than two days.
So he asked someone to drive a bigger truck over and take away all the new garlic from Zhang An's house.
Although Zhang An also knew that new garlic would taste more fragrant, he did not expect that it would sell so well.
The family originally thought about asking Ding Yi to help sell part of it, and hang the rest on the roof of the building to dry out the moisture before selling it slowly, or find a garlic harvester to take it all away.
I never expected that in just a few days, Ding Yi would eat them all, even taking the trouble to get them upstairs.
Time passes day by day, and April is over.
In May, the grass and trees are warm and moist. It is the transition between spring and summer. There is no longer the harsh cold of spring in the past, nor is it as hot as July.
The hot weather may have begun in many places, but in this continuous mountain with an altitude of one or two thousand meters, it is the most comfortable season of the year.
Situated outside Wumeng and surrounded by mountains, Hongyan Town is a rare and good place.
The same is true for Changqing Village. It faces a broad river in front and green mountains behind. The mountain wind blowing from the mountains and passing over the river has already dissipated the heat of the sun. , and with a bit of refreshing coolness, it blew on the faces of the mountain people.
In May in Changqing Village, hard work and excitement once again became the theme.
This year is the first Labor Day with seven days off in history.
On the first day of the holiday, many people came to Hongyan Town with their families.
As the top name in Hongyan Town, there are naturally a lot of people coming to Changqing Village.
The weather is not very hot at this time, so they can't come here to escape the heat. It seems more suitable for them to go on an outing instead.
Because of the arrival of tourists, villagers have another opportunity to increase their income.
Especially for those who open B&Bs, basically every one of them is full of people.
However, the people in the mountains are quite simple, and the accommodation fee has not increased, it is not much different from usual.
Unlike those in the city, whenever holidays come, the price of accommodation increases one after another. If you double the price, I will double the price.
If this point can be persisted, in Zhang An’s opinion, it would be great, at least it will gain a good reputation.
However, too many people came this time, similar to the last National Day. Even though the accommodation in the village was full of people, there were still some tourists who wanted to play by the river or in the mountains. When I found a place to live, I could only live in Hongyan Town, which was a little further away.
Speaking of which, the only places where people could stay in Hongyan Town before were those three or five hotels, which could only be said to be three or two big cats and kittens.
However, in the past two years, under the theme route of vigorously developing mountain village tourism set by the town, the number of hotels and inns in Hongyan Town has increased year by year.
Almost as long as you walk down the street, you can see one accommodation sign after another.
However, although the quantity has increased, the quality has declined. The accommodation conditions in each hostel can be said to be uneven.
Except for the best ones, most of the hostels in Hongyan Town are not as good as the private B&Bs in Changqing Village.
And compared to the hostels in the town, the B&B in Changqing Village has some advantages.
Because it is not a dedicated hotel, each hotel does not receive too many guests, which eliminates the messy problems of hotels and hotels.
This is one of the reasons why many people come here and choose to stay in Changqing Village.
“Hello, I would like to ask, is it possible to stay at your place?”
On the first day of Labor Day, in his yard, Zhang An had already heard questions like this Been there countless times.
Although it is not possible to book rooms online now, many B&Bs in Changqing Village have already received people last night.
Even the small part left was occupied not long after this morning.
Many tourists who have not found a place to stay will come to Zhang An's house to ask questions when looking for accommodation.
Because their house is too spacious, much more spacious than many B&Bs in the village.
So many people looked at it and thought that Zhang An’s house was also a B&B.
In response, Zhang An could only say no to the other party with regret.
Actually, in the past, Wang Fang also thought about running a B&B like others.
Not only in the house I live in now, but also in the old house.
She felt that since the room at home was empty, she might as well make use of it.
But Zhang An doesn’t think it’s necessary. Their family doesn’t need to use this to make money, and there’s no need to compete with the villagers for business.
So it took a lot of effort to get Wang Fang to give up the idea.
. . .
When I went out, I stood at the bridge and looked around. The rice fields that had been plowed and filled with water seemed to be scattered on the endless fields, one in the east and one in the west.
Farmers are always the most concerned about sowing. Many rice fields are already filled with short seedlings.
When the mountain wind blows across the water in the field, some small lotus flowers show their sharp corners.
However, because the seedlings are transplanted relatively densely, it is more like putting a light green coat on the paddy fields.
May is also the harvest season, with wheat in the north and rapeseed in the south.
Outside the rice field, the sea of golden flowers a few days ago have shed their brightest dresses and condensed into rapeseed fruits one after another.
At this moment, the green rapeseeds on the rapeseed poles have turned yellow unconsciously.
This means that this winter rapeseed has reached the harvest season.
At this time, many people will go to the fields with sickles to cut them.
Because if they are not harvested, they will explode and fall into the fields in a few days or if there is a heavy rain.
Although both rapeseed and rice must be cut with a sickle after they mature, they are not the same.
After the rapeseed is cut, it needs to be left in the field to dry for a few days, but rice does not need such trouble. It can be cut in the morning and threshed directly in the afternoon.
The main reason for this is that rice threshing only removes the grains of rice from the rice stalks without shelling, so there is no need to dry them in the sun.
But rapeseeds cannot do this because they are wrapped in rapeseed shells, and when farmers harvest, they only need the dark and tiny rapeseeds inside the rapeseed shells.
Even mature rapeseeds cannot be beaten out without being exposed to the sun for a few days.
(End of this chapter)