The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

"I guess it's because he doesn't have that many fields to work on at home. The porcelain bottles we ordered before haven't been delivered yet. I think it's because of the busy farming season."

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. Let's wait a little longer. After all, everyone in Jinmiao Town is busy harvesting wheat these days, and we are not in a hurry to use it anyway."

"Yeah, no rush."

Seeing that Old Lady Zhou had replaced someone, Zhou Mingshu also planned to go over, "You guys eat first, I'll go cut some vegetables for a while."

She wrapped her palms with a cloth, then covered her face and put on a straw hat, covering herself tightly.

The sickle blade cuts the wheat straw in hand bit by bit, making harvesting wheat a very relaxing activity.

She looked at the growing piles of wheat behind her, her heart filled with pride.

They absorb nutrients from the soil, release them from the soil, and eventually become grains of wheat that can satisfy hunger.

Starting from a grain of wheat, it eventually returns to wheat.

Zhou Mingshu smelled the fragrance of wheat, and at this moment, she felt like she had become one of the thousands of wheat grains.

In this land called Lianglin Village, it is constantly absorbing nutrients and growing.

After bending over and cutting for a long time, the scorching sun was no longer a problem for her.

Her body seemed to have gotten used to the temperature, and she just kept moving forward.

When Zhou Laoer came to take her place, she was still reluctant to give it.

Zhou Laoer smiled and took the sickle from her hand, letting her go and have a good rest under the shade of the tree.

Zhou Mingshu also knew that no matter how hard he tried, he could not match his father's speed, so he had to give up the sickle and speed up the family's wheat harvesting process.

She rested under the tree for a while, and then picked wheat ears with her elder and second sisters.

The ears of wheat become very brittle in the afternoon and will break with the slightest force.

Around the afternoon, a few people came to Uncle Cai’s wheat field not far away.

They were about the same age as them, and each of them took a sickle to help them with the work.

Old Mrs. Zhou saw it and said, "This is Dashan's cousins ​​coming over. It's only been a year since we last saw them and they've grown so big. Time flies."

Zhou Mingshu didn't have much impression of this, but he seemed to know these people vaguely.

She didn't think too much about it and continued to pick up wheat ears with her head down, and also caught some silkworms.

"Grandma, there are so many silkworms in the fields. Aren't you afraid that they will destroy the crops?"

Zhou Mingshu was very puzzled, as farmers should hate these pests.

"Of course I am afraid, but there is no better way. I can only look for them and catch them when the next crop comes out."

"Ah? Ten acres of land, are we going to catch them bit by bit?"

Zhou Mingshu was shocked and wondered when he would find it.

"What else? Do you have any ideas?"

Old Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, this is how people have been catching them since ancient times. If aphids or something appear, just mix some garlic water and sprinkle it on them. There is no other particularly good way.

"Grandma, there is a way, but I don't know if you dare to do it."

Zhou Mingshu raised his eyebrows and a bold idea came to his mind.

"As long as it is good for the crops, there is nothing to be afraid of. Tell us about it."

When Old Mrs. Zhou heard her granddaughter say this, she knew that she had a good idea.

"Really? Then let me tell you, after we harvest the wheat, there will still be a layer of stubble left on top. Let's dig some isolation belts around it and burn the stubble in this circle..."

Before Zhou Mingshu could finish speaking, Old Mrs. Zhou refused.

"No, no, we have too much land. What if we can't control the fire? If the wind blows, we won't be able to put it out."

What Old Lady Zhou said made sense, but didn’t she suggest digging a buffer zone first?!

"Grandma, we can dig a barrier first, and try to make it as wide as possible. Don't be afraid even if there is wind. Burn the ground. On the one hand, the burning wheat straw will provide rich nutrients to the land. On the other hand, the insects and eggs hidden in the soil will be burned to death. Not only will the number of silkworms decrease, but even the number of locusts will decrease a lot. We don't have to worry about the locust plague next year."

Seeing that Zhou Mingshu was speaking so seriously, Old Lady Zhou was silently thinking about the feasibility of this method.

For such a big matter, Old Mrs. Zhou thought it would be better to discuss it with her sons.

"Then I'll discuss it with your uncle and the others later and see if it's feasible."

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that Old Mrs. Zhou had given in, Zhou Mingshu nodded.

After burning the wheat stubble, in addition to the two advantages mentioned above, there is another more direct benefit, which is that when the next crop is planted, it will not be hindered by the stubble.

But ten acres of land is indeed a large area, and it would be quite troublesome to dig a barrier around the entire circle. If everyone in the village joins in... then we can save the trouble of digging a barrier.

If you want to get this done, you have to go find the village chief, but how convincing can her words be as a little peasant girl?

When the wheat harvest was over today, there was not much wheat left in the ten acres of land.

We can finish collecting everything in half a day tomorrow.

Following the sunset, the people of Lao Zhou's family went home carrying their sickles.

Passing by Wang Youcai's land, they were also preparing to go home.

Old Mrs. Zhou said a few words to Aunt Caixia. It was nothing more than greeting the children who had arrived.

Dinner was still white flour porridge. Everyone picked up a big bowl and drank it "ton ton ton". The white flour soup, which usually had no taste, tasted very sweet and delicious at this time.

The vegetables in the basin were stewed in a big pot, with long beans, eggplants, loofahs, bamboo shoots and mushrooms. I just put in whatever I had at home and was too lazy to make those delicate dishes.

All of these were fried with lard and seasoned with some salt. The taste was quite acceptable. Zhou Mingshu ate two of them by himself, along with white flour steamed buns.

Let alone the appetites of other people, Zhou Mingjie ate four steamed buns... He ate whatever steamed buns he could get...

The basket of steamed buns was soon empty.

"Are you full? If not, go order some more noodles."

Old Mrs. Zhou was a little worried that the children would not have enough to eat.

"Okay, okay, no need to eat any more. This will fill you up." Boss Zhou stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth and drank another bowl of soup.

Everyone is tired after a whole day, how can they continue to work just because they haven't eaten enough?

Besides, no matter how not full you are, you are still fuller than before.

Before, we only ate black steamed bread and vegetable steamed buns, but the two were not as good as this white flour steamed bun.

"Then don't eat anymore. Go to bed early after eating."

Zhou Mingshu, who had eaten his fill, had left the table and carried a bucket of water to the backyard to clean the water trough for the little donkey.

Pour the collected silkworms into the chicken feed bowl and watch them swarm over to grab the food.

"Eat more, eat more, and lay more eggs when the time comes."

Zhou Mingshu took a broom and went in to help them clean up their feces, and also sprayed some "Wen Yiqing". It's a good idea to be more cautious in this hot weather.

If you accidentally kill one, you will feel very sad, after all, they are raised little by little by your family.