Rebirth on the top of the mountain, my herding career

"What do you mean?"

Qin Xifeng felt that this matter might not be that simple.

However, he would not force Atik to question him. If Atik was willing to talk, he would have said it during lunch.

No matter who opposes his marriage to Gulidan, it is useless. No one can stop what Qin Xifeng believes in!

The next day.

It's time to open the silage cellar.

In the morning, including Atik and his wife, Gulidan and her brother and sister-in-law, Mengzi, Radil, Firuz, and many people in the village came to the scene to watch.

Regardless of the feed, it is very important to the local herdsmen. They want to know whether the silage made by Qin Xifeng is successful. If the effect is good, they will dare to follow up.

The local herdsmen have always followed the primitive and extensive grazing methods. Silage is a new thing to them, and if they want to accept it, they must have a demonstration effect.

In the past, people quickly accepted the idea of ​​planting alfalfa, also because of the demonstration effect.

"Xifeng, go and open a silage cellar. Be bold. It doesn't matter if you succeed or fail!"

Atik stepped forward and patted Qin Xifeng on the shoulder, with a serious expression on his face. It could be seen that he was actually a little nervous, but as a parent, he had to encourage his son.

"Xifeng, here are the gloves for you, put them on so you can work."

Grandma smiled and handed over a pair of thread gloves. This pair of gloves was given to her by her eldest son Allen. She was reluctant to use them, but today she gave them to Qin Xifeng.

"Um!"

Qin Xifeng looked at his serious father and his smiling mother, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He put on his string gloves and went to the silage cellar.

"You must be careful when opening the cellar. Silage fermented for a long time will produce a large amount of carbon dioxide and waste gas. Avoid inhalation poisoning..."

Qin Xifeng took out a mask from his body and put it on, then opened the outermost layer of the silage cellar. At the same time, he also explained it to Zhang Meng, Radil, Gulidan and others.

While he was talking, he was moving very quickly with his hands. After taking out more than 10 kilograms of silage, he covered it again with plastic sheeting and motioned for Mengzi to fill it with soil.

"The feed must be taken out quickly to avoid too much air entering the silo. After taking out the feed, it must be sealed immediately, remember?"

Qin Xifeng's on-site teaching ended here. He put the feed he took out into a prepared basin and brought over a yak and two sheep.

"Brother Xifeng, we remember!"

Zhang Meng is always the one who answers questions the fastest. In fact, this kid should go to school. I think the teacher will like him very much.

Radil, Gulidan and others also nodded frequently.

At this time, Atik came close to the yak, grabbed a handful of silage from the basin and smelled it. Suddenly, a sweet and sour smell with a bit of aroma rushed straight to his forehead.

The corners of Atik's mouth curved upward slightly. According to his experience, this silage should be a success!

Sure enough, the yaks and sheep began to eat, and the more they ate, the more they ate.

"One more thing, don't forget that livestock must eat a certain amount of silage every day. Exceeding the quota will cause digestive tract diseases in livestock, and in severe cases, they may be poisoned. I will make a form later and write down the quantitative data clearly."

Qin Xifeng took off his mask, took off his gloves, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Everyone, I am happy to announce that this batch of silage fully meets the standards and can be fed to livestock with confidence."

Qin Xifeng felt that with so many people watching, there should be a sense of ceremony. So he clapped his hands and announced with a smile that the silage production was successful.

The scene was filled with cheers, and the loudest ones were still Zhang Meng and Gu Lidan.

"Xifeng, you are really amazing! However, building a silage cellar requires too much investment. Can you teach us how to use silage bags to make silage?"

Feruzi saw that many people were ready to make a move, so she smiled and asked. She had a very good relationship with the Atik family, so there was nothing embarrassing about saying this.

"Yes, if you want to make bagged silage, Mengzi, Radil, and I can help."

Qin Xifeng agreed happily.

It was his wish to promote silage in the local area. However, everyone had doubts before, so they waited for so long.

"Xifeng, thank you."

"Xifeng, if anything happens in the future, please ask Mengzi or Radil to tell us. We don't have anything else, but we still have some strength..."

Including Feiruzi, the onlookers expressed their gratitude to Qin Xifeng, and then the crowd gradually dispersed.

Gulidan left with her elder brother and sister-in-law. Before leaving, she made a gesture to Qin Xifeng, meaning to call him later.

Atik waited for the livestock to finish eating the feed, put away the basins, and drove the animals to the corral.

Qin Xifeng accompanied his mother home. Halfway there, his mother suddenly said:

"Xifeng, you don't have to worry about your marriage to Gulidan, your father will make the decision for you. Your father and I have saved some money over the years, but if it doesn't work, you two can still go to the provincial capital to do things, don't worry about it.

Those old-fashioned people."

In Qin Xifeng's impression, his grandmother was a very kind person who always smiled and never said a harsh word since she was a child.

But this time my grandmother was a little different.

"Mom, what's going on?"

Qin Xifeng was a little anxious. He always spoke half a sentence. What's going on?

"Xifeng, you are our child. In the eyes of me and your father, you, Allen, and your sister are the same.

But those old-fashioned people in Murakami insist on bringing out the traditional rules and want to prevent your marriage with Gulidan... Your father and I will never agree!"

Grandma became angry as she spoke. She would not say anything unpleasant, but her firm attitude was unquestionable.

To be honest, it is rare to make someone as good-tempered as my grandma angry.

When Qin Xifeng heard this, he immediately understood.

People who have lived in this land for generations have a rule that they will generally marry within the clan.

The old people in the village just talked about one rule, and it was not because Qin Xifeng's appearance was different from them.

No wonder neither Abba nor Mengzi wanted to mention this, just because they were afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it.

But Qin Xifeng was a human being, so this matter would not shock him. He smiled and said casually: "I thought it was something. Rules are dead, but people are alive. Besides, we are special here.

This is not uncommon, so there is no need to pay attention to them."

There are many examples of special situations, such as Wang Hai and Ayisha... If he wanted to give examples, he could give many more.

The elders in the village do have the right to interpret traditional rules, but they are not judges after all. At most, they can only use public opinion to suppress people.

The problem is that they want to prevent the marriage between Qin Xifeng and Gulidan, but it is difficult to convince the whole village.