Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Han Zhaozhao went to see it almost every day. The seeds cultivated in the space were excellent and the seedlings grew very neatly.

In the morning, the seedlings are covered with crystal dew, and they are emerald green, which is the hope of a good harvest. The seedlings grow fast in the wind, and they are different every day.

It only took six or seven days for it to grow from the size of a needle tip to one leaf, to two leaves, and then to three leaves.

In the past few days, Han Zhaozhao and his team have been building ridges in the corners of the wasteland where there is soil, ready to start planting sweet potatoes and potatoes as soon as it rains.

Harvest three-tenths of the strong seedlings, and discard half of the weak seedlings. Good seeds produce good seedlings, and good trees produce good peaches!

There is also a folk proverb: Thinning the seedlings is equivalent to applying manure!

As the only person in the team with planting experience, Han Zhaozhao is well aware of the importance of thinning.

She carefully explained that different crops have different spacings, and that thinning should be based on the principle of keeping the tall ones and removing the low ones, keeping the strong ones and removing the weak ones. She taught the children step by step to master the techniques of thinning.

By the time they finished thinning out the corn and millet seedlings, it started raining again.

Spring rain is as precious as oil!

Spring is the season for sowing hope, and the arrival of spring rain is regarded by farmers as a gift from nature and the source of life.

Especially in the northern regions, the timely arrival of spring rain plays a decisive role in alleviating spring drought, planting in accordance with the solar terms, and promoting the growth of crops.

As soon as the sky cleared up, Han Zhaozhao and others started to rush to plant!

Xiaomin, Xiaolian and Xiaosanzi took a day off and went to Grandpa Niu's house in the countryside to pull up sweet potato seedlings, and planted all the sweet potatoes and potatoes in the fields before the solar term.

After planting all four mu of land, they could finally take a breath. Those who were going to school went back to school, and the two younger children, Han Zhaozhao and Niu Xiaoyun, began to dig holes and plant castor beans wherever they could find space on the hillside.

"Zhao Zhao, this castor bean is quite pretty. Do you think the pattern resembles the mask used in opera performances?

It’s oily and looks delicious. If there’s a good harvest in autumn, I’m sure we can squeeze out a lot of oil!”

Han Zhaozhao was shocked when he heard her words, "Xiaoyun, don't eat it raw! This is not peanuts. Castor beans are very poisonous. Eating three of them raw can kill you. You can't be saved!"

Not to mention that she was trying to scare Niu Xiaoyun, she didn't know whether doctors in hospitals in those days had ever seen the symptoms of castor bean poisoning.

If there is no appropriate Western medicine or treatment, ricin bean toxin can cause death very quickly.

She hasn't even started learning Chinese medicine yet, so she can't be of much help if something really happens. Space water is not a panacea and doesn't have a detoxifying effect.

If Niu Xiaoyun was poisoned by her greed, she would be helpless and could only watch her ascend to heaven.

"Really? What should I do? I just secretly ate one pill. Am I going to die soon?" Niu Xiaoyun cried out in fear.

Han Zhaozhao sighed: I've already reminded her, but why can't I control her mouth?

"Tell me the truth, how many grains did you eat?" She threw down the hoe, ran back to Niu Xiaoyun, grabbed her shoulders and asked anxiously.

Niu Xiaoyun was so scared that her tears and snot started to flow. She answered with sobs, "It was just one, really just one! You said there weren't many seeds, so I didn't dare to eat more. I just wanted to taste it...

Wuuwuwu, Zhaozhao, save me, I don't want to die! I haven't lived enough, my mother said that she would make me a braid like yours in the summer. I have never worn a flowery skirt since I was a child...

Zhao Zhao, I don’t want to die. If I die and go to the underworld, my mother won’t be willing to burn a skirt for me!

Woohoo, my flowery skirt..."

Han Zhaozhao's mind suddenly lit up: Damn! This kid is so out of tune! At the moment of life and death, she was not thinking about her father, not her mother, not her brothers and sisters, but her flowery dress!

Mashiro treated her with all his heart (but it wasn't that good)!

Han Zhaozhao felt relieved to see her face wrinkled from crying, covered with dirt, dust, and unknown liquid. She looked like a pitiful little cat, both pathetic and ridiculous.

"Shut up! Stop crying. You won't die from eating one pill! Come on, open your mouth and show me. Just spit it out."

Han Zhaozhao picked up a long green grass from the side and pinched her chin to help her induce vomiting.

"Why are you opening your mouth? I swallowed it. It's too late. There's nothing in my mouth. I can't spit it out! Wuuwuwu!"

Niu Xiaoyun was shaking with fear and wiped her face with her sleeve. It became even dirtier and so ugly!

"Open your mouth if I tell you to, and I'll poke your throat with a blade of grass to help you vomit!

Hurry up, or it will be digested in a while and you will be in trouble! "This naughty kid is so long-winded and needs to be scared!

Sure enough, she became obedient after being threatened!

Her tears were still falling, but she dared not say a word. She opened her mouth wide and cooperated with Han Zhaozhao to poke grass leaves into her mouth.

"Woo...waa ...

The jaw, throat and eyes are just like the eyes. They will not tolerate any loss at all. If they feel a little irritation, they will react immediately and Xiaoyun will vomit!

The thick liquid in the stomach spurted out of the mouth and nose like a fountain.

If Han Zhaozhao had not anticipated this and dodged quickly with agility, he would have been splashed all over.

"Oh my god! What did you eat this morning? What does it smell like? It stinks so bad. I almost sprayed it all over me. You didn't even turn your head to the side!"

Niu Xiaoyun's face was pale, covered with sweat, tears, snot, and hot gastric juice.

"Don't talk, let me calm down first!" Niu Xiaoyun took two steps weakly to the side, sat down on a stone, and didn't move at all.

Seeing how pitiful she looked, Han Zhaozhao couldn't bear to say anything to her and could only help to clean up the mess.

Fortunately, they brought two buckets with them to help with the seedlings. Han Zhaozhao filled the buckets with water and placed them next to Niu Xiaoyun, then handed the kettle to her.

"Drink some water, rinse your mouth, then wash your face in the bucket and rest for a while.

Don't worry, he won't die! He even vomited up his breakfast, so he must be fine!"

Niu Xiaoyun pouted and asked aggrievedly, "Is everything really fine? You didn't lie to me?"

"Who lied to me that you were a puppy? Okay, take a break first. I'll cover your vomit with dirt. It stinks and tastes so sour. I don't know what you ate."

Han Zhaozhao had a strong stomach and couldn't stand the smell of fermentation. She said it was not as good as farmyard manure! How filthy!

Oh, why did she give her her own kettle to use? Can she get the kettle back and use it?

He used a hoe to dig a one-foot-deep hole and buried the vomit. He let Niu Xiaoyun rest while Han Zhaozhao continued to plant castor seeds.

If you don't plant the seeds quickly, the soil in the dug holes will dry out, which will affect the germination of the seeds.

Han Zhaozhao planted a lot of castor beans around the path leading into the valley. When the castor beans grew up, they could block the view from outside and prevent their planting base from being discovered by people passing by.

After planting all the castor seeds on hand, Han Zhaozhao planted pumpkins, loofahs, lentils, and local beans all over the mountains and fields...

What she sowed was the cause, and whether it would bear fruit was the fruit given by God! Han Zhaozhao was very open-minded. She cultivated a lot of seeds in her space and was not afraid of wasting them.

If there is a harvest, people can benefit, and animals in the mountains can also benefit!

She also interplanted mung beans and red beans in the millet field, and interplanted sesame and corn in the furrows of the sweet potato field...

As the saying goes, grow cowpeas in drought, adzuki beans in floods, and mung beans when there is neither drought nor flood.

Sesame grows in virgin land, and pumpkin grows in dry land!

Anyway, as long as it was a variety of crops that could grow in dry land, Han Zhaozhao found ways to plant them wherever he could.