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Facing Liu Jinfeng's claws, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to succumb, and quickly changed the subject: "Sister, just don't look at it, what did my brother-in-law buy you?"

This trick really worked. After Liu Jinfeng let go, he took a cardboard box from Gao Wenxue, opened it, and immediately cheered: "Ah, iron!"

I saw a silver-white iron iron inside, and the surface was stainless steel, very shiny. Liu Jinfeng had repeated it several times, saying that the coat and trousers were all creases after washing.

Unexpectedly, her husband bought it back today, so excited that she rushed up and kissed Gao Wenxue on the face.

"Whee!"

This is the voice of Xiao Lao Si.

"cough!"

This is grandpa's.

"My eyes are lost and I can't see anything."

This is Liu Qingshan who has no silver of 300 taels here.

Only then did Liu Jinfeng come to his senses, and blushed, and hurried to the outhouse to cook.

The pork stewed with beans that I bought was boiled with lard in the big pot in the courtyard. After the pot was boiled, the aroma began to waft, which attracted the big yellow dog to grind around the big pot.

"Hey, where's the little bear?"

Liu Qingshan didn't see Xiong Zai, so he asked Caifeng.

"Go back to the mountain."

The fourth child was a little disappointed and said.

"Hehe, go home when you're full. This is using our house as a restaurant."

While tidying up the hare, Liu Qingshan said, it took a lot of effort to peel off the two rabbit skins with big holes and small eyes, this handle is really too bad.

The hare was soaked in salt water for a while to remove the smell of soil, and then put it in the pot and put it on.

After it is cooked, spread oil and salt on the surface, sprinkle tea leaves and sugar on the bottom of the pot, and put a handful of sawdust from the big red pine on the mountain.

Put the hare on the curtain and start smoking, white smoke first, then yellow smoke, remove the fire for a few minutes, smoke the rabbit out of the pot.

The strong meaty aroma, accompanied by a faint aroma of turpentine, is absolutely full of mountain and wild flavors, which makes people twitch their index fingers, and even Yang Hongying likes it after eating it.

The fourth and fifth children also ate until their mouths were full of oil, Caifeng also said: "Brother, why don't you celebrate your birthday every day, we eat meat every day!"

Liu Qingshan gently tapped her little nose: "In the future, family members must follow this standard when they celebrate their birthdays."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Hongying: "Teacher Yang is also included."

Yang Hongying still wanted to stare at him and protest, but her eyes turned red in disbelief, and she quickly lowered her head to eat the rabbit meat.

Tap, tap, a few tears fell on it.

But Yang Hongying didn't feel salty at all, only felt extremely sweet.

Chapter 58 Irons in action

Early on Sunday morning, Liu Qingshan still got up to carry water. When he arrived at Jingyan'er, he saw the big head and several people also came to carry water.

After asking, I learned that Captain Zhang and Uncle Boss, a dozen or so of them, set off in a carriage in the middle of the night to purchase piglets in the county.

It creaked, and when the well pulley was shaken, it made a soft noise. The big well of the production team was a treasure.

The well is more than 40 meters deep, and the willow pot filled with water can only be lifted up after shaking it dozens of times.

Although it takes a little effort, the water quality is sweet, like spring water, and it is still cool in summer.

"Qing Shan, help Uncle make two barrels."

Dashuai Zhang also came to fetch water, which was also the job he didn't like to do the most.

As for the reason, of course it still lies in his height.

The handle of the potter's wheel is designed according to the height of a normal person, so it's embarrassing when it comes to Zhang Dashuai.

When he turned the pulley handle to the highest point, he couldn't reach it, so he could only jump up and press down.

Turning around, jumping, turning again, jumping again, shaking the willow pot of water, I was so tired that I was sweating profusely.

The most important thing is that it is very embarrassing. Jing Yan'er was originally a distribution center for the men in the village. When there is nothing to do, they gather here to chatter.

Seeing Dashuai Zhang bouncing around like this, it was inevitable that he would make a joke or something, which felt very embarrassing.

So usually, Marshal Zhang always asks for help, and he found Liu Qingshan today.

Liu Qingshan did not refuse, and turned the handle of the pulley like a windmill. The faster you shake this thing, the greater the inertia, and the less energy you need.

He was fetching water here, and the big head next to him suddenly said: "Sanfenger, I have been thinking about one thing these two days. You said that in winter, how do we irrigate the greenhouse? Can't we also carry water?"

This is a problem, Liu Qingshan has no experience, so he didn't expect this, and he didn't expect the big head to think about it first.

After fetching water, he touched the big head's brain: "Okay, it's not as big as Bai Chang, and he knows how to think about things in his head."

The big head chuckled a few times: "It would be great if the tap water can be connected."

Tap water, don’t even think about it right now, unless you pay for the pipes yourself.

Liu Qingshan pondered for a while: "Big head, have you seen that kind of small well suppression?"

The big head shook his head. At this moment, the manual small well suppression is not popular in rural areas yet.

"Just drill a few wells. Three families share one well. In this way, ten wells are enough for our village."

All Liu Qingshan could think of was this convenient and cost-effective method. The well was drilled in the garden, and when the greenhouse needed to be watered, the water would be brought in with a pipe.

The two younger brothers discussed it, and made an appointment to talk to the old branch secretary after breakfast, and then went home with buckets.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard the fourth child yelling: "Make dumplings, make dumplings!"

Didn't I boil lard oil yesterday, the leftover lard residue makes dumplings the most delicious.

When Liu Qingshan washed his hands and entered the room, a large family was making dumplings around the kang.

Gao Wenxue couldn't make the bag by himself. Grandpa, grandma, Lin Zhi, and Yang Hongying were in charge of the bag, and the eldest sister was there to get the stuffing.

Liu Qingshan went into the house and walked around, and then went to the outhouse to light a fire.

When the Sangailian dumplings were put into the pot and floated up like a tail of small white fish, the fourth and fifth children began to circle around the pot.

As the old saying goes, "Who doesn't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?" In the current situation, it is really only during the Chinese New Year that you can eat dumplings.

Do you think it tastes good?

When a plate of dumplings is brought to the table, take a bite. The lard residue mixed with cabbage makes you want to swallow your tongue.

After eating the dumplings, they drank another bowl of dumpling soup, satiated and satiated. The fourth and fifth children went to school with Yang Hongying with their schoolbags on their backs.

As soon as he heard that a small well was going to be drilled, the old branch secretary's eyes immediately lit up. He had seen this kind of well in other places, and it was very convenient to use.

But there is a problem: ten wells must cost a lot of money, right?

Without input, there is no output. Liu Qingshan told the old party secretary for a long time that not only the greenhouses need water, but the pig farms and chicken farms will also need a lot of water in the future. It is a waste of manpower to rely on people to carry water.

Isn't the 1 yuan loan used for these aspects? If you just buy rapeseed, a few hundred yuan will be enough.

The old branch secretary couldn't make a decision on this matter alone, and we had to wait for Captain Zhang and the others to come back, and everyone would make a total calculation, but the old branch secretary agreed in principle.

After discussing the matter of digging the well, they began to gather the villagers and went to Datou's house together.

Now it is mid-September, taking advantage of the few days before the autumn harvest, all households have cleared out the greenhouses.

There are two main tasks: one is to fertilize the soil, and the other is to cover with plastic film.

Take Datou's greenhouse as an experimental field for demonstration.

All the people present were old farmers, so it was easy to fertilize the soil and so on. Datou mainly talked about the types of manure and the amount of manure used.

Good things should also be paid attention to in moderation. Vegetables are actually the same as people. If you eat too much good things, they will be spoiled. If you eat too much manure, the vegetables can still be burned.

The fertilizers needed in the greenhouse are plant ash and manure accumulated and fermented by the poles.

Datou stood in the middle, and said in a dignified manner: "This plant ash is alkaline, and the content of potassium in it is relatively high; the manure is acidic, and there are more organic substances."

Some of the audience around were impatient and yelled: "Boss, just tell me how much to use. We don't understand what acid and alkali are."

As soon as you hear this broken gong-like voice, it is Zhang Ganzi.

The big head is also supported by someone, and his old mother, Aunt Zhang, is not happy when she hears it:

"Jiaozi, listen carefully. With the same land and fertilizer, your crops will grow the worst, and the grass will be taller than the seedlings. If the greenhouse is also planted like this, when the time comes, you will deduct all the money!"

Hearing that the money was going to be deducted, Zhang Ganzi didn't dare to yell, so he could only mutter in a low voice: "The land I allocated is not saline-alkali land, and nothing can grow well in the first place."

Aunt Zhang is also the women's captain in the village, and she is very powerful: "Gao Zi, why are you still not convinced, what are you mumbling about?"

There was someone making trouble nearby, and Da Zhang Luo coughed with a smile: "Big sister, the pole said that your saline-alkali land doesn't grow seedlings and grass, and Captain Zhang doesn't wait every night, it's all deserted!"

This saline-alkali land is not that saline-alkali land.

"Zhang pole!"

Aunt Zhang frowned and stared: "Sisters, grab Zhang Ganzi, we must pick him up today!"

Rural women are really brave. When they were working in the production team, it was common for men to take off the trousers of other men.

When Zhang Ganzi heard this, he was so frightened that he ran away clutching his trouser belt.

Aunt Zhang yelled from behind: "Don't run, don't run, I'm joking with you, come back and listen to the lecture!"

Only then did Zhang Ganzi dawdle back tremblingly, his hands not daring to relax at all, and he was still holding his trousers.

In fact, he was overthinking. There were quite a few half-grown men and half-grown girls present, so Aunt Zhang was just talking.

Rural work is like this, talking while doing it, it is lively, and it can relieve fatigue.

After the big head finished speaking, everyone started to work together to clean up the eggplant seedlings and cucumber racks in the greenhouse.

Then, the women carried the ash and manure in soil baskets and sprinkled them evenly on the ground.

Men took shovels and forks and began to dig the ground, while someone behind him took a rake and a hoe to level the land.

After a short while, the inside of the shed completely changed its appearance. Every row was covered with dark and shiny soil, as if you could grab it and get oil out of it.

Before sowing, fill the water once more, and the preparatory work will be over.

The rest is to cover the plastic sheeting, and the problem also arises at this time: the width of the plastic sheeting is relatively narrow, more than two meters and less than three meters, so it must be connected together.

The big head also kept scratching the back of his head, a little worried: the book said that it was a whole piece of plastic film, which was cut according to the size of the greenhouse. It didn't say how to splice it together?

Others also came up with suggestions: Da Zhang Luo said to get more glutinous rice, sticking plastic sheets together one by one like pasting a wall.

As a result, I tried it, but the plastic sheet was too shiny, and ordinary rice dumplings couldn't stick to it at all.

Grandpa Kidnapper suggested: "Burning the plastic with fire will stick it together."

This is a good idea, but I found two small pieces of plastic cloth to try, and the burnt ones had big holes and small eyes, and I couldn't control it at all.

If this key problem could not be solved, the plastic greenhouse would not continue. Seeing that it was almost noon, the old branch secretary yelled, and everyone dispersed first.

Liu Qingshan didn't think of any good solution, and felt a little depressed: This big living person, can he really be suffocated to death by urine?

When I got home, my mother was cooking. When I entered the room, I saw my eldest sister, Liu Jinfeng, happily ironing clothes on the table with an electric iron.

At this time, everyone is not using a steam iron, but the iron one. After the electricity is turned on, it will slip back and forth on the half-dry clothes and pants.

After ironing, the clothes and pants will be shiny, especially the trouser line is the most obvious.

This iron is a gift that Gao Wenxue bought for his wife yesterday. The average rural family doesn't use this thing at all, and some people wear it well.

Seeing the iron, Liu Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped over: "Sister, use the iron for me!"

"Don't grab it, be careful not to burn your hands."

Liu Jinfeng protected the iron and said, "Sanfenger, what clothes do you have, I will iron them for you."

Liu Qingshan took out a small roll of plastic sheeting from his trouser pocket: "Iron this first, see if it sticks together!"

Now Liu Jinfeng stared at Danfeng immediately: "Sanfeng, you're making trouble, aren't you, are your ears itchy?"

The newly bought electric iron is shiny and can be used as a mirror. You can’t even bear to iron clothes. You use it to iron plastic cloth!

Liu Qingshan hurriedly told the elder sister what happened in the morning. Although Liu Jinfeng felt distressed, he also knew that the matter was important, so he could only let go of his hand reluctantly:

"Sanfeng'er, I think it's better to put a layer of cloth on top of the plastic sheet, so that the plastic sheet won't be melted and get stuck on the iron because it's too hot."

It seems to make sense.