A Rural Life in the 70s

"Look at the prostitute, isn’t it good? Haha, those people are abandoning that the land is not fat enough, no one wants it. But forgot an old saying People are not lazy. This place is hard to serve, and certainly can’t rely on it... niece, you will wait to see it, see you 爹 I will turn the wasteland into a good field!”

Xiaoqiu looked back at the old-fashioned cockroach, and her heart was sore, but she couldn’t help but give birth to a hope. She smiled and nodded, and promised: "Well, I watched with my mother and Xiaoxia Xiaodong, I can definitely This land turned into a fertile land and harvested a lot of food."

Encouraged by his own prostitute, Wang Limin was more energetic, provoked the bucket and went to the river to pick up the water.

Xiaoqiu looked at his old burly but thin back, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: With her help, the old man is not difficult to succeed?

Over the past year or so, she has been adding grain and rice flour to her own grain and rice cylinders. Because Song Xiulian went home, he took the work of cooking to the past, and Xiaoqiu did not dare to make it too obvious, so as not to cause doubt. Xiaoqiu constantly added large water tanks and large grain oysters to contain the copied grain and oil. A few days ago in the town, she just bought two large water tanks, it is useless, this time just can be used.

Xiaoqiu pretend to dig the roots of the grass on the grassy side of the river. After a while, he ran over to see the process of picking up the water.

After more than half an hour, Wang Limin came back with a bunch of water and got the praise of his own niece: "Hey, you are picking up the water very quickly, it has poured more than half..."

When Wang Limin looked into the ground, he was somewhat confused. He just seemed to have poured less than half of it? However, looking at the past, some people in the field are also busy with their own work. No one will run over to help him pour the land, and he will not make a sound... That is, it is self-confident, remember it wrong? Hey, work for your own home, work hard is enough, and efficiency is naturally fast!

Wang Limin gave himself reasons and doubts, and he was very happy. "Hey, do you know how powerful it is? You will dig a little more for a while, then you will have to take another three or four waters!"

Xiaoqiu agreed to follow the Wang Limin down from the dam, and said: "This is too tired to pick up the water. If there is a pumping machine, it will be fine..."

Wang Limin gratifiedly looked at the worried old daughter and smiled and said: "Choose a few waters, don't feel tired... there is a pumping machine, but it is used in engineering. Let's plant one person a mu. If you use the land, you can't wait to install the machine.

Xiaoqiu smiled and didn't talk, but his heart sighed. In the next 20 or 30 years, the farmers planted the land almost without going to the ground. The watering machine did not say that the insects used pesticides, the fertilizers used chemical fertilizers, and even the weeds used herbicides... The output is a lot higher, it is something that is not right, the dish has no taste, the rice has no rice taste...

Thinking about it, Xiaoqiu calculated it in his heart. When the family divides the field and planted the wheat and rice, she will copy some of it to save it. Even if she does not plant the land, she can eat the food that is completely pure and natural and has no pesticides and fertilizers!

For this goal, Xiaoqiu thought about one more thing, that is the cockroach fertilizer.

Of course, what she intends to lick is not the smelly and dirty manure, but the fertilizer that has more fertility and no odor, and even fragrant can eat: bean cake and hemp slag.

The bean cake is the dregs of soy after pressing soybean oil, and is pressed into a hard round cake, which is usually used in the breeding room of the brigade to feed the animals. People don't eat much, but sometimes the little children who go to the mouth also go to the breeding room, ask the breeder a little, hold it in the palm of your hand, eat it a little bit, eat a little bit of bean curd, and then chew it. The aroma of cooked beans.

Hemp **** is the residue of sesame pressed sesame oil, which is rarer than bean cake and has better fertilizer efficiency.

These two things are high-grade ingredients for the feed, but it is also excellent if it can be used to make fertilizer. The release of fertility is slow and long-lasting, and it also improves the soil quality. In the words of the old peasants, use such a good fertilizer to raise the land!

With such fertilizers, the grain crops are only increased in yield and full of granules. The use of these fertilizers to grow fruits and vegetables will have a more obvious effect, and the sweetness of the fruits and the taste of the vegetables will increase a lot.

Xiaoqiu went to the brigade's breeding room and asked for a little bit of bean cake to come back... After a long time, Wang Limin discovered that his own land was really fighting for strength. The leaves of the crops were dark and oily, obviously fertile and strong, and he was in his heart. I figured that the sorrowful girl’s nurturing thing had to continue to slap the drums and slam the drums... This cockroach fertilizer is really easy to use!

Busy, a blink of an eye at the end of the month.

At noon, Hu Weihong suddenly rushed to send Chenggui over and entrusted Song Xiulian to look after him. "He had something to do with it. I have to go back and see if Cheng Gui wants to take care of the day."

Seeing her red eyes, with tears, a look of sorrow, Song Xiulian naturally will not push, quickly took over the expensive, hugged to the squat, and said: "You put me into the expensive, self-directed to go home... By the way, are you going to go? If you want to go to the brigade, if you go to the commune, you can keep up..."

Hu Weihong wiped his eyes and barely squeezed a smile: "No! It’s all right now, and the car that went to the commune has left early. I don’t take anything, I’m not slow, I’m not slow. It will be half an hour later."

After finishing the conversation, I hurriedly left.

Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia let go of school, went home with Song Xiuju, and saw Hu Weihong coming out of his home from afar. When she came to the door, Hu Weihong had already gone far.

"Mother, Sancha is so flustered and screaming?"

Song Xiulian patted the clothes corner and tidyed up the table while sighing and sighing: "I said that it was a good thing for Cheng Gui, she was anxious to go back and see..."

Xiaoqiu’s heart jumped and subconsciously turned back. It happened to look at the eyes of Xiaoxiu Song Xiuju. The two girls exchanged their ignorant eyes, and then they didn’t say anything, they started to pick up the rice and greet a few small hand washing hands. eat.

This day is Saturday, and after two classes in the afternoon, I will leave school. Song Xiuju did not intend to go home, but because she was not at ease, she decided to go back.

After dinner, Chenggui was like a puppy that was abandoned. He looked at the outside on the window sill. Then he fell asleep and couldn't wait for the mother to come back.