80s Taoism

In a blink of an eye, Meiziao is golden everywhere. The golden-yellow rice and golden-yellow rice grains have become the most eye-catching beauty of Meiziao. The paddy field next to Zhang Jiaohua's house has only seen a thick layer of paddy.

"Beautiful flower, the rice should be harvested when it is half-ripe. Otherwise, when the rice is fully ripe, most of it will fall into the rice fields when harvested. Your field in the village is the first to ripen. Your uncle and I will come and harvest this field for you tomorrow morning." Zhang Manyin was afraid that the beggar didn't understand farming time, so he hurried over to urge him.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'm preparing to harvest. You don't need to use it. With Wen Rong and the others, we can finish harvesting in one day." Zhang Jiaohua shook his head.

"You child, isn't it easier to have more people? Are you afraid that grandpa and uncle will eat your meal?" Zhang Manyin laughed.

"You have planted so many. They are all familiar. You can't take care of yourself. I have Wen Rong and the others to help me." Zhang Jiaohua was actually worried that the spells he used would scare Zhang Manyin and the others.

"You child. We are all a family, why are you so out of touch?" Zhang Manyin knew that this grandson was sensible. Others' children don't even have to go to the fields at such an age. But the beggar has already propped up the sky with his little arms. Looking at it made Zhang Manyin a little distressed. So, no matter what, Zhang Manyin was still planning to come over to help Zhang Jiaohua the next day.

"Jiaohua, I haven't planted the late rice seedlings yet, so I'll plant them for you. Afterwards, you can go to my seedling field to pull out the seedlings. Anyway, you only need to plant one seedling for each hybrid seedling. My seedlings should be enough." Zhang Manyin had already prepared some more seedlings for Zhang Jiaohua.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled and said, "Grandpa, just watch. The seedlings in my field will definitely grow faster than the seedlings you planted."

At night, Zhang Jiaohua came out with Jin Hu and the others. I saw a sickle flying, and the seedlings in the rice field fell in pieces, and then amidst the roar of a threshing machine, the rice fell off the threshing machine.

Someone in Meizitang heard the sound of the threshing machine and opened the door to look, but it was pitch black outside. Zhang Qigao ran over with a flashlight, only to find that Zhang Jiaohua's rice field had been completely cut down. The threshing machine was also carried to the field, and there were still two baskets of rice beside the field.

Zhang Qigao looked around with a flashlight, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Calling flowers! Are you harvesting at night?"

Zhang Jiaohua came out from the house with a flashlight, "Uncle Gao, what's the matter?"

"Are you fishing at night?" Zhang Qigao asked.

"Yeah. It's too hot during the day. I might as well take advantage of the coolness at night to harvest crops." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"It turned out to be like this. I thought someone was still threshing at such a late hour. Things are not successful at night. You wait until dawn before threshing. At that time, I will also come to help. It is cool to threshing at night, but if you accidentally get it somewhere, you can't do it with this pair of guns." Zhang Qigao knew that Zhang Jiaohua was at home alone, and with such a big child, he couldn't do the work in the field.

"Yes." Zhang Jiaohua sent Zhang Qigao away.

Zhang Qigao arrived at the house, closed the door, and the threshing machine sounded outside again.

"Which family is still harvesting so late?" Zhang Qigao's wife Xie Chun'e asked.

"It's called Hua's." Zhang Qigao couldn't help but frowned when he heard the sound of the threshing machine outside.

"Biaohua is alone at home, how can she harvest? Could it be Wen Rong and the others?" Xie Chun'e was also a little strange.

"It should be. But when I passed by just now, I didn't see anyone. Only Jiaohua was alone at home. She didn't beat her bare feet, and there wasn't even a little mud on her feet. Wen Rong and the others didn't see them either." Zhang Qigao shook his head.

"Ah!" Xie Chun'e exclaimed. Prepare to open the door and go out to see something strange.

"Don't look at it. The beggar fell from Meishan. Maybe it was a spell." Zhang Qigao hurriedly stopped his wife.

"Ah, I still don't want to watch it." Xie Chun'e immediately retracted her hand. Meishan is still intimidating to ordinary people.

The threshing machine rang continuously for more than an hour, and then stopped. All the rice has been piled up in the main room of the beggar's family, in a big pile. At least fifteen or six hundred catties. This year, the yield of one thousand catties per mu is already a very high yield. If the yield of Zhang Jiaohua's field is disclosed, it will definitely shock the whole country. Because this field can be attributed to a yield of more than 1,200 mu.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiaohua directly collected the rice into his home. Even if others knew that the yield per mu was very high, they didn't know the exact figure. In addition, Mei Zi'ao's news was behind, no matter how high the output of Zhang Jiaohua's family was, no one would be able to spread such news.

The rice has been harvested at home, and Zhang Jiaohua has something to do. Zhang Jiaohua has already prepared the late rice seeds, which are also the rice seeds for the one-acre field. Zhang Jiaohua didn't even plow the fields, and directly drilled rows of holes in the fields with thousands of loads, and then planted three or three of the valley seeds into the holes. Then sprinkle some plant ash mixed with soil to cover the hole.

Without pouring water into the field, Zhang Jiaohua held a bowl and stood in the field directly reciting the mantra of spiritual water: Disciple set up an altar in the rice field, pass the incense once, the patriarch ordered the change, passed the incense twice, my master ordered the change, passed the incense three times, passed the incense three times, passed the incense four times, passed the incense four times, passed the incense five times, passed the five hundred barbarian thunders, passed the incense six times, passed the incense six times, passed the incense seven times, passed the seven immortals in the sky, passed the incense eight times, passed the incense eight times, and passed the incense eight times. Immortal decree changes, nine times of incense, Nine Heavens Xuannv's decree, ten times of incense, personally pass on the patriarch's decree, decree the transformation of spiritual water, and turn it into water.

When I got there, I flicked the water in my hand into the field, and that piece of water fell like drizzle. In a short while, a puddle of stagnant water had already accumulated in the field. The plaster in the hole where the grain seeds were lit shook slightly, and the seedlings slowly came out of the hole. Like a lazy girl stretching her waist. Soon, Zhang Jiaohua traveled all over the field, and the water in the bowl also watered the entire field, and the bowl of water was just completely watered. When Zhang Jiaohua reached the ridge of the field, there was already an inch of water in the paddy field. And the seedlings in the entire field have all grown out. And the weeds and stalks in the field melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing from the rice field. Fortunately, this scene was seen by no one except Zhang Jiaohua.

"Oh oh oh..."

Meiziao ushered in a new day, and the rooster sang loudly on the stone at the head of the village. The golden light shines on the ridge in the east, and such a beautiful day will start again.

In front of Zhang Jiaohua's house, six rice-drying mats have been placed, and six loads of rice have been dried on them. The Diamond Mountain Leopard was guarding the surrounding area with a group of puppies. The poultry farmers in the village dare not come here at all.

Zhang Manyin was already stunned before he reached Zhang Jiaohua's rice field with a sickle in hand. The rice in the field has turned into a piece of green seedlings.