Hello, 1983

I went home for lunch at noon. On the dinner table, there was indeed a bowl of freshly fried egg sauce, and next to it was a plate of cold shepherd's purse, which was green and looked very pleasing.

In addition, there is a plate of green and white mother-in-law, which is slightly purple because it has just emerged from the ground for a short time.

Coupled with the scallions that have just grown in the garden, it is the last meal.

"Come, taste the fruits of labor of the fourth and fifth."

Liu Qingshan took two pieces of mother-in-law, dipped them in egg sauce, and put them into his mouth to chew.

Slightly bitter, clearing heat and removing fire, it is most suitable for spring consumption.

Nodding with satisfaction, he gave the two little guys a thumbs-up, which made the fourth man grin and show his teeth.

Shan Xing pursed her lips, a little embarrassed.

Yang Hongying is also accustomed to eating pickled vegetables now, and while chewing on her mother-in-law, she said, "Nature is the most selfless. When the time comes, something will grow and be eaten by all beings."

Liu Qingshan smiled: "So we can't be selfish, we must protect what should be protected."

As he ate, he talked about what happened this morning.

Yang Hongying's eyes lit up when she heard it: "Planting trees, that's good, as long as we have holidays and rest in the future, I will lead the children to plant trees."

She was eating while talking, but a mother-in-law ate the old root in her mouth and immediately began to grin.

Gao Wenxue, who was next to him, laughed: "If you chew the fragrance of vegetable roots, you can do everything."

Yang Hongying was also happy to hear it, and she swallowed it happily, ignoring the bitterness in her mouth.

She feels that such days are meaningful and every day is full.

Even Liu Jinfeng was greedy for the cold shepherd's purse and her mother-in-law, but Lin Zhi still didn't dare to tell her to eat more.

After all, mother-in-law's properties are relatively cold, so you can't eat more during breastfeeding.

During the meal, the crowd was relatively even, and Liu Qingshan said by the way that he was going to build a new house.

This involves rural homesteads, and Gao Wenxue’s household registration is also in Jiapigou, so there is no problem in approving a piece of homestead.

Moreover, the management is loose at this time, even if it occupies a few more acres of land, as long as the villagers have no opinion, the above does not care at all.

Since it is going to be built, it will be a brick-and-tile structure. Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue have enough money on hand. They sold white striped chickens last year, and they also sold eggs during this period.

That is, the building materials are not easy to deal with, such as red brick and cement, and Liu Qingshan has to go to the county to run around.

As for the location of the house, Liu Jinfeng actually had a plan for a long time: just stay at home and continue to build a new house in the west.

Anyway, Liu Qingshan's house is the westernmost part of the village, and there are open spaces to the west.

In addition to building a new house, Liu Jinfeng plans to build several chicken coops to support the frame of the poultry farm.

The plan is to start construction on May 1st, but before that, materials can be prepared.

After eating and resting for a while, Er Biaozi came to Liu Qingshan again, and the work of the dry field was changed to a paddy field, and the work officially started in the afternoon.

Dozens of villagers, carrying shovels and picks, have already gone to the second depression in the west. The uncle of the boss drove a small four-wheeler and began to turn the ground, followed by a rake to level the land.

Others mainly build ridges, and then they can store water for sun protection.

Around mid-May, when the ground temperature is sufficient, the seedlings in the greenhouse can go down to the field.

The ridges must be piled high, and there must be a cistern in the appropriate location. Er Biaozi has already made detailed plans for these things, and everyone just needs to work hard.

For a while, the shovels and picks moved together and began to build the ridge, and Liu Qingshan followed behind to dig soil.

At first, everyone thought that he had been going to school all the time, and that he must be hard to do farm work.

The result was good, I saw the shovel in Liu Qingshan's hand flying up and down, as if he had endless strength.

If this was the time when the production team was in the past, this kind of labor would have properly started.

The first is the time of collective labor, such as shoveling the land, etc., who can always lead the team in front must be the best dealer.

As soon as Liu Qingshan tried his best, he led everyone to do their best, and there was not a single foreign worker.

Upon seeing this, Captain Zhang wondered: When I was in the production team before, why didn't I see you working so hard?

As he was working, Zhang Dashuai discovered the problem: "Isn't it a waste to use the soil in this field to repair the ridges, or should we go to Dianzi to dig the ridges?"

Fazi, on their side, refers to the large clods dug out of the meadow.

Because there are grass roots that grow every year in the clod, the thickness is nearly a foot, so it can be dug into pieces.

Usually, villagers use dangzi as a natural adobe. Because of the dense grass roots in it, it is not afraid of rain, and it is stronger and more durable than adobe.

Among the dozens of households in Jiapigou, there are several whose courtyard walls are not made of wicker fences, but mud walls made of blocks.

After hearing what Zhang Dashuai said, everyone nodded in agreement.

When digging, it is very convenient to use a sharp shovel, a large piece, and a carriage to carry it back and forth.

But someone sang the opposite. Just as everyone was about to go home to pick up the shovel and drive the carriage, they suddenly heard someone shout:

"You can't dig zigzags, and you must never dig again in the future!"

The villagers followed the prestige, and it was Liu Qingshan.

"Qingshan, what's the point of this?"

Captain Zhang was the first to ask, through the experience in the morning, he also had some protection consciousness in his mind.

Liu Qingshan stopped the shovel in his hand, leaned on his hands, and took a break by the way, but his mouth was not idle: "The land on this mountain is very precious."

Everyone is a little puzzled: isn't it just soil, isn't it gold or silver?

Don't take the bean bag as dry food, Liu Qingshan feels it is necessary to talk to everyone:

"The soil under this ridge is not simple. It has a special name called peat soil. In the world, only the swampy areas on our side and on the other side of Siberia can form."

Although the peat soil or something, I can't hear it clearly, but everyone still thinks it is very powerful.

Liu Qingshan continued: "This peat soil, which contains nearly half of the organic matter, is the highest quality natural fertilizer and can improve the soil."

"Yes, I remembered it, the flower pot is mixed with a little soil, and it grows strong!"

Da Zhangluo slapped his thigh hard, remembering this.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded: "Yes, this peat soil will definitely be sold for money in the future."

Oh, so precious!

This time the villagers have gained their knowledge, and Marshal Zhang followed up and said: "The courtyard wall of my house is built with zigzags. When I go back, I will tear it down and sell it for money."

Everyone laughed, and Captain Zhang pointed with his finger: "If you want to sell it, someone has to buy it."

"Maybe one day I will encounter a bad guy."

Zhang Dashuai said with a smile.

Liu Qingshan said sternly: "Even if someone wants to buy it, we can't sell it. This peat soil takes hundreds of years to form a centimeter thick, so it is precious."

In his memory, after the contract was contracted, this piece of land was dug up and squatted, and finally turned into a stinky ditch, which was how it was destroyed.

At that time, let alone waterfowl, there was no bird feather at all.

Captain Zhang is also learning to sell now: "Yes, yes, we have all dug it up. What will future generations use? We won't lift our coffin board by then."

Haha... Amidst the laughter, everyone continued to work.

Just as I was working hard, I saw Zhang Ganzi hurriedly running over, and shouted from afar:

"Captain, it's not good, the little devil has entered the village!"

Devils enter the village, what is the age, do you still think that tunnel warfare is mine warfare?

Captain Zhang was so angry that he stuck the shovel on the ground: "Pole, do you cuddle your daughter-in-law to sleep every day, you are confused and talk nonsense in the daytime!"

Others followed suit: "Young people should be restrained, pole pole, be careful not to actually slap the pole."

Being arranged by everyone, Zhang Ganzi was also a little anxious: "What a little devil, the county leader brought it here!"

Liu Qingshan's heart moved: "Uncle Pole, is it a foreign businessman?"

"What foreign businessmen, those from the island country are little devils."

Zhang Ganzi is considered to be looking for one, for no other reason. His grandfather, who was the Northeast Anti-Japanese Federation, was killed by the little devil.

Liu Qingshan also knew about Uncle Pont's family background, so he didn't argue with him, turned to everyone and said:

"It is estimated that my sister introduced the foreign businessman last year, saying that it was the one who wanted to accept our mountain goods."

It was only then that everyone suddenly realized that they were almost taken into the ditch by Zhang Pole just now.

Da Zhangluo said cheerfully: "What little devil is here, it should be the boy who sent the wealth."

"Nonsence!"

Zhang Ganzi spit hard: "Even if I starve to death, I won't work hard for the little devil."

After speaking, he pointed at Da Zhang Luo again: "Just like you, in the past, you were a traitor and a traitor!"

It was still Captain Zhang who was conscious and grabbed the angry Zhang Pole:

"Pole, the times are developing, and now our two countries are friendly. You can stop and drop, but you can't destroy it, do you hear?"

Zhang Ganzi was angrily, scratching his neck and shouting, "I dare to say that your grandfather was not killed."

For this kind of stubbornness, Captain Zhang did not do anything, and told Da Zhangluo and Zhang Dashuai to watch this kid first, so as not to cause trouble, and then drag Liu Qingshan back to the village.

Liu Qingshan was also not at ease, and called Uncle Zhang Luo aside and warned him a few words before returning to the village with Uncle Captain.

And Zhang Ganzi was still indignant, so Da Zhangluo leaned forward with a smile: "Pole, have a cigarette, calm down."

"I don't smoke traitors!"

Zhang Ganzi has not calmed down yet.

Da Zhangluo ordered two and shoved one into Zhang's mouth: "Now is not the time to shout and kill, you have to use your brain."

Zhang Ganzi took a breath and squinted at him.

Da Zhangluo continued to murmur to him: "You want to do something else to get revenge, don't they want to accept our mountain goods, then you won't add some seasonings to the mountain goods, eh?"

"What seasoning?"

"Pole, you are an elm head, did you know there is a kind of mushroom called dog urine moss?"

"You mean peeing inside, haha, high, really high!"

Zhang Ganzi was very happy, thinking that the little devil would have to eat his own urine, he immediately danced with joy and went back to the pig farm happily.

Da Zhangluo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This kid is too difficult to deal with, then you have to keep an eye on him, don't really pee, a profitable business, if he soaks his urine and turns it yellow, it will be bad. "

At this time, Zhang Dashuai came up and said, "Hey, Da Zhangluo, you are too bad, the mushroom that has finished peeing on the pole, you call it dog pee moss."

Da Zhangluo also slapped his thigh: "It's not that bad, I just reacted after hearing what you said, but looking at the appearance of the pole just now, I was quite happy."

"You guys are bad, it's getting late, so call it a day."

The owner of the car drove a small four-wheeled wheel, ran over suddenly, shouted, and everyone went back to the village in the afterglow of the setting sun.

They also wanted to see what the Japanese merchants who came to look like.