Chapter 144 144. Call it a day and go home
As Song Sancheng said, at three o'clock in the afternoon, all the peach trees had been planted.
Zhang Yanping was looking at the water pump in the pond below. The people above were holding pipes and watering the trees one by one.
The rest of the people were not idle either.
It’s a day’s salary. Although everyone works very hard, it’s not good to stop work before the sun sets.
So he picked up the hoe again and dug two more deep ditches on the side of the mountain:
"Sancheng, don't you want to plant those golden cherry blossoms? Do you think this depth will work?"
Song Sancheng went over and took a look: "Why can't it! I asked you to work hard, but the saplings haven't been shipped yet."
In fact, whether they can be bought is another matter.
Everyone waved their hands: "I earn you two hundred yuan a day. If you can't do this kind of work, wouldn't it be embarrassing to tell you?"
"That's right!"
"Are you planning to encircle an iron fence or build a frame here? If you want to build a frame, we will also cut down the bamboo today."
Song Sancheng hurriedly Stopped: "Put up an iron net, set up an iron net, don't cut the bamboo, don't be in a hurry - otherwise everyone will go to my field and tidy up the land again?"
"It's time to sow seeds, it's time to sow seeds. Move the seedlings, move the seedlings.”
And when the water in the rice field is about to be filled, it is time to block the water outlet of the pond, and Old Man Li will hitch the plow to the old scalper.
Only then did everyone realize, and now they were carrying hoes and shovels down the mountain in twos and threes, muttering:
"Thirty percent, your investment this year is a bit big, don't lose it."
Song Song Sancheng also frowned and looked honest:
"That's not true, but Tantan is planning to have a good fight in the village. We are old and can't keep up with the times. We can't do this. The child is upset and the burden of raising a family will be heavy in the future, making it difficult to do anything else. "
This is also the case.
An aunt here asked curiously as soon as she stepped into the ditch: "Huh? Sancheng, didn't I hear you said at the beginning that Tantan would take a rest at home for a few months? Why does this mean that he will completely take root in his hometown in the future?"
"Don't be confused! What future does the girl's family have if she stays in the village? Look at my hands -"
She stretched out her hand: "This old woman's hands are all made of Do you suffer from farm work? There is a lot of pressure in the city, but at least you don’t have to work hard.”
Song Sancheng was silent for a moment, and then whispered:
“Sister-in-law, I don’t think so. Ask your children to stay with you, because young people are outside now and there is too much pressure.”
"When our Tantan came back, she still had gauze tied on her head! There was no blood at all on her face. When I went to pick her up, her square gauze was covered by her hair. I didn't notice it at first, but later I discovered that she He even told me that he had hit me!”
“As a result, when I checked Douyin that night, there was a video on it, saying that there was a serial car accident on the Ninghai Bridge in our city, and the child was killed by a young man wearing a mask. She pulled it out of the car!"
"The car almost exploded!"
At this point, Song Sancheng's eyes were red:
" Originally, I always told her that she should be diligent in the workplace, work more, don’t argue with others, and behave well..."
"But you said, no matter how good you behave, the child is like this, and you can still save tens of thousands of dollars when you go home."
"It's not like we haven't been to Ningcheng before, so we can eat whatever we want A meal costs dozens or hundreds of dollars. How do you think she saved this money?”
If he hadn’t seen the child come back and quickly get well and lively, he would have wanted to tell her about it. Take the child for a checkup to see if there are any sequelae. As soon as this was said, everyone sighed.
The aunt who just spoke also had a pale face:
"I regret it now. When the country said we could have two children, I said it would be too lonely to have a grandchild... Now it's better. Two children go to kindergarten, and the tuition alone costs more than 30,000 yuan a year. This is still quite ordinary. Kindergarten!”
“If there are any interest classes or anything like that, the couple has to pay off the mortgage and take care of the children. Where does the money come from?”
“I go out to work in the second half of every year, and I earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan as a subsidy to them. That’s it, life is still tight...”
Life is not easy!
Everyone chatted, everyone had their own difficulties, and for a while, it seemed that they naturally accepted the fact that Song Tan was working at home.
But the movements under his hands were deft.
Originally, the land in this field has been carefully cultivated by machines, but now it is just leveled with a rake, and then with a hoe, several ridges are made according to different vegetables...
A few aunties with quick hands and feet took the vegetable seedlings that had grown in the first two fields and transplanted them here. They were still full of amazement: "Sancheng, I think your Tantan is really lucky in farming!" "
"Look at these vegetable seedlings, they look so energetic! I'll give you two of them if you have more. I think these pepper seedlings are really good..."
" Okay!" Song Sancheng was generous in this regard: "If we can transplant it tonight, everyone can share it."
There are still three or four hours before the sun goes down. There are twenty or thirty people scattered in these seven fields. Why can't it be done?
Everyone laughed: "Then I think you really don't have enough vegetable seedlings..."
However, there is no shortage of vegetable seedlings in the village, and the person who asked just now was just a stranger. The vegetable seedlings grew strong, I couldn’t hold it back... In the end, as everyone said, after planting seven fields, the seeds and vegetable seedlings were not enough!
Song Sancheng looked left and right: "Don't worry about it. Let's rest later. I'll get some soybeans from home and sprinkle them in."
Now that the day has turned dark, The helpers who picked tea on the mountain have all come down from the mountain, and even the bamboo shoot diggers stopped working early - there is no way, the bamboo forest is still darker than outside.
Everyone also finished their work in twos and threes, carrying their own kettles and benches, and wandering back.
This long and tiring day is finally over.
It wasn't until the figure gradually faded away that Song Sancheng suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly: "Everyone from my own house, come and help clean up my cousin's house tomorrow!"
< br>Someone in the distance responded, but Song Youde wandered out with his hands behind his back, and then looked at the sky:
"Don't be in a hurry to call someone. Tomorrow is Tomb-Sweeping Day, I'm afraid it won't be right if I look at the sky It’s going to rain early in the morning—let’s wait and see if it clears up after lunch.”
Song Tan was packing things aside, and when he heard this, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at his grandfather Song Youde -
Being a lifelong old farmer is not empty. The moisture in the air is getting heavier, and there is a high probability of rain tomorrow.
It just so happens that spring rain is as precious as oil. With such a rain moistening it, there is no need to worry about the vegetables and peach trees planted today.
After thinking about it, she picked up another bundle of straw:
“I’m going to add some more straw to the pigsty, because I’m afraid it will get cold at night.”
I stopped by to see the king and told him that he was going to the back mountain in the evening...
The rule in the article is that the Qingming Festival is celebrated in advance and will not be celebrated on the same day.
So before, my uncle and the others went home to visit graves and burn paper in advance of the Tomb-Sweeping Day. I also specifically said before that it was approaching Tomb-Sweeping Day, so don’t get me wrong.
(End of this chapter)