Chapter 15 Cutting Dianthus
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard, and Zhong Cuihua was sitting in the hall weaving fishing nets. The weather was good today, the sun was not too bright, so the fishing nets and other things were moved under the trees in the yard, and they were sunbathing while weaving the nets. Sunshine, calcium supplementation, good health.
Zhao Dahai poured a bowl of water and placed it on the ground next to the stool where Zhong Cuihua was sitting. He took a hatchet from the kitchen and walked out of the courtyard door to the vegetable patch behind the house. The water just poured in the morning, not long after the sun rose, was moist and dark. If you look closely, you can faintly see a little bit of bright yellow in the sprinkled vegetable seeds.
Zhao Dahai is very happy. In a few days, they will grow into small vegetable seedlings. There are many cats and dogs, especially chickens and ducks, in the village. They are all free-range. The vegetable fields must be fenced. At three o'clock in the afternoon You can enter the mangroves only when the tide goes out around the time. In the morning, you take the time to cut some bamboo to surround the vegetable patch.
Zhao Dahai walked towards the back mountain behind the village with a hatchet. After a while, he saw a large bamboo forest. When several ancestors of the village came, these bamboos were already here. They were countless. It is the Lord's thing, and anyone who wants to use it can cut it.
There are many kinds of bamboo. Common ones include moso bamboo and palm bamboo.
The bamboo growing in the back mountain is not moso bamboo or palm bamboo. I don’t know its real name. People in the village call it dianthus. The characteristic is that it can grow very long, even up to ten or twenty meters. The diameter can reach fifteen to twenty centimeters. Bamboo walls are very thick and hard, and will become thicker if they have been grown for many years. Twenty or thirty years ago, when there were no wooden fishing boats, dianthus was used to make fish and fish out into the sea.
Zhao Dahai walked around the bamboo forest and selected the bamboos to be chopped, which were as thick as a dozen arms, plus dozens of fingers.
Zhao Dahai rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the dianthus, which was as thick as an arm. The hatchet in his hand was raised at a 45-degree angle and struck hard at the root of the dianthus near the ground.
“Dang!”
Zhao Dahai shook his head. Even though this is just an arm-thick dianthus, it is very hard and tough. If you chop it hard with a kitchen knife, it will only leave a gash less than half a centimeter deep. Brutal strength is not enough to cut a bamboo like this, so I don’t use too much strength, one knife after another, and it takes about ten times to chop down one branch.
The sun rises slowly.
It started to get hot and stuffy inside the bamboo forest.
Zhao Dahai was sweating profusely. In about an hour, I only chopped about a dozen arm-thick dianthus. I rested for a few minutes, wiped my sweat, and continued chopping with a hatchet. Finger-thick bamboo was easier to chop. I cut it with two knives and one knife. It took more than an hour. Dozens.
Zhao Dahai looked up at the sun in the sky. It had already risen high. Time was very tight and he didn’t care about rest. He immediately began to cut off the bamboo tips and leaves of the cut bamboos, bundle them and carry them to the vegetable field. On the edge, the newly cut bamboo needed to be dried in the sun before it could be used to build the fence. This was far from enough bamboo, so I thought about continuing to cut it. When I saw the sun rising to the center of the sky, it was already twelve o'clock. I had to enter the mangrove at three o'clock in the afternoon. Being able to let it go first is important to making money.
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard carrying a hatchet. Grandma Zhong Cuihua was not weaving a fishing net. When she saw the kitchen, she was cooking and walked over immediately.
"Grandma."
"I chopped some bamboo."
"I have to chop some bamboo when I have time these days. In the next few days, I will chop some bamboo. Surround the land.”
“If the vegetable seedlings don’t grow enough for the chickens and ducks, the cats and dogs will be wasted.”
"I'll take a break after eating. I'll go around the mangroves again. See if I can catch some blue crabs."
Zhao Dahai cleaned the pot. The rice is already cooked, stir-fry the vegetables and you can eat it. Pickled bacon hangs on the stove. Every day when cooking, fireworks have to be smoked. One is that it tastes better, and more importantly, it can be stored for a long time without deterioration. I took a knife and cut off half of my palm and then cut it into slices. I grabbed a handful each of the half-dried snail meat and sea melon seeds that were dried on the dustpan at the door, washed them with water and put a little oil on them. Put in the salted pork belly and fry it for a few times, then add the mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat and stir-fry together. Add some water and bring to a boil. The bacon already has flavor, so there is no need to add salt. Add a few drops of soy sauce and leave it. A little juice and put it on a plate.
"Okay."
"Catch more blue crabs and you can earn more."
"Don't run too far and pay attention to the tide."
Zhong Cuihua put out the fire in the stove. The fishing boats have not been repaired, so if you want to make money, you have to travel to places like mangroves.
Zhao Dahai loaded up two bowls of rice and carried the dishes. It was so hot in the yard that he couldn't stay there, so he had to eat in the main room. The oily aroma of bacon mixed with the freshness of snails and sea melon seeds was very delicious. It was delicious. I ate it with big mouthfuls, thinking that it would be perfect with green vegetables. I looked forward to the harvest of the vegetable patch behind the house as soon as possible.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun is very strong and very poisonous.
Zhao Dahai strode toward the mangroves at the west end of the village with a pole, a few mesh bags, and Jiefang shoes.
"The sea."
"Where are you going?"
..."Yo!"
"Are you going to the sea?"< br>
......
"Collecting mud snails and sea melon seeds?"
"What's so delicious about this stuff?"
......
Zhao Dahaimo I rubbed my nose, quickened my pace, and met seven or eight people. They greeted each of them and had a conversation. I heard that I was going to touch mud snails and sea melon seeds. I was a little disapproving. I felt a little funny in my heart. I was building a plank road to cross Chencang secretly. People think of themselves as digging for blue crabs.
"The sea!"
Zhao Dahai walked to the village pier, turned around and was about to walk to the west when he heard a loud voice. He turned around and saw someone on a fishing boat waving to him.
"Uncle Liu."
"What happened?"
"Something happened?"
Zhao Dahai went to the pier and walked to Liu Bin's boat.
“Haha!”
“Don’t our two families have land next to each other on the mountain?”
“Last year, we planted some fruit trees at home. My mother-in-law has no brains. The tree was planted in your field. I walked up there and found it yesterday."
Liu Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"My aunt married from another village. It's normal for me to remember wrongly and not be able to tell the difference."
Zhao Dahai smiled.
"I have been busy these two days and I have no time. I will go up the mountain again sometime and dig up the tree."
"I happened to run into you here today and wanted to tell you."< br>
Liu Bin blushed and felt like he was on fire. These words made him not know what to say and he felt so guilty.
Zhao Dahai nodded, said a few words casually, turned around and walked towards the mangrove forest.
Liu Bin looked at Zhao Dahai and breathed a sigh of relief. His expression was a little complicated. He was watching Sun Minghua's matter from the side that day. Zhao Dahai looked like a ruthless person.
“Hey!”
“No one dares to underestimate Zhao Dahai now.”
“I am a hero and a good man. That’s a good thing to say.”
"Don't look at it after two years. No one dares to look down upon you when you look back!"
Liu Bin shook his head. Zhao Dahai's father and mother were in trouble and left. People in the village looked down on Zhao Dahai and Zhong Cuihua. Orphans and widowers had to be bullied, let alone an orphan and a seventy-year-old woman. Zhao Dahai gave Sun Minghua a hard lesson. , suddenly stood up in the village, no one dared to look down on him, no one dared to bully him.
(End of this chapter)