Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Seeing it was still early, Qing Ning headed to the mushroom house. The newly planted wood ear mushrooms were growing the best, and some shiitake mushrooms had emerged, but not in large quantities. The bamboo fungus remained shriveled. Reflecting on the indoor bamboo fungus cultivation methods I'd seen, I realized the culture medium seemed to be wrong.

They moved to another clean room for separate cultivation. Qingning went back to call for help. Mr. Ma, Qingsong, Qingyu, Qingzhu, and even Mr. Ma and Old Man Yu came over to help. Chen Ming and Chen Fu saw this, arranged their tasks, and came over. Qingning commanded a group of people, which looked rather funny.

A lot of wood and bamboo were needed, so the group took their axes and borrowed a cart to go to the bamboo forest. They cut a cart of materials for the bed frame and found another cart of dead bamboo and rotten wood.

First, build a bed frame indoors using wood and bamboo. It's 1 meter wide and 2 meters high, with 3-4 layers, 80 centimeters between each layer. Add bamboo and wooden side panels, 30-40 centimeters high. Then, build a bedbed on the ground, the same width.

Then, I processed the planting materials into 5-30cm long pieces, found some unused lime from last time, diluted it with water, and soaked the dead bamboo and rotten wood in it for about a week. I'll deal with the rest of the work a week later, and then I let everyone go about their business.

"Girl, can this be used to grow bamboo fungus?" Mr. Ma asked while washing his hands.

"I don't know, Grandpa Ma. We didn't add any value to it before. I think its cultivation requirements are different from those of wood ear and shiitake mushrooms, so let's try a different method."

Qing Ning was honest, she wasn't sure and could only keep trying.

"Let's go, let's go back and cook fish." Qing Ning called out, and the few of them went back.

"The wind feels a bit warm, I'm afraid it's going to rain." On the way back, Grandpa Yu felt the wind was warm and looked at the wind direction carefully for a while.

"Your old condition comes back when it rains. Are you feeling unwell again?" Mr. Ma asked with concern when he heard Mr. Yu say it was going to rain, thinking of his health.

"I've felt much better recently. I guess it's the good feng shui of Chenjia Village that keeps people healthy." After saying that, Mr. Ma laughed and said nothing more.

"Grandpa Yu, are you feeling unwell?" Several people listened to the conversation between the two old men, worried about Grandpa Yu's health, and expressed their concern.

"It's okay, it's an old ailment. Whenever it's windy, rainy, wet, cold, and snowy, I just feel a little uncomfortable. But don't worry, we still have your Grandpa Ma, the miracle doctor, here. He will take care of me." Grandpa Yu didn't care, but comforted the children instead.

Qing Ning thought this was probably what we now call rheumatism. The pain was unbearable in this kind of weather. Her mother had suffered the same thing in her past life, and no medicine had worked. It was so hard for her. Thinking of this, Qing Ning's mood darkened. She missed her mother.

As they walked forward, Qingzhu was startled to find that Xiaomei was unhappy and her eyes were red. She approached and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, Xiaomei? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, second sister. I just heard that Grandpa Yu was not feeling well, and I missed mom." He sniffed and spoke weakly.

"Silly child, isn't your mother at home? She is fine and not feeling unwell. Don't be sad." Qingzhu gently wiped the corners of her eyes with his sleeves and hugged her in his arms again.

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of several people nearby. Mr. Ma and Mr. Yu felt that the child was kind-hearted and filial. Qingsong turned around and carried Qingning on his back. Qingning just lay there without saying a word. The atmosphere became silent for a while.

"What happened to Qingning? Why does she still need big brother to carry her on his back?" Tan didn't go to the workshop to work in the afternoon. Because she had to go back to her parents' home tomorrow, she told Old Mrs. Chen that she was preparing things to go back to her parents' home.

Seeing a group of people entering the yard, she felt a little worried about Qingsong carrying Qingning on his back, so she went forward and hugged Qingning in her arms.

"Qing Ning heard Grandpa Yu say he was not feeling well, so she said sadly that she missed you." Qing Yu spoke quickly and told Tan what had just happened.

Tan hugged Qingning affectionately for a while, and then coaxed her for a long time before Qingning slowly regained her spirits.

"Mom, why are you packing up?" Qingzhu asked curiously when he saw Tan packing up.

"Oh, tomorrow your father and I are going back to your grandparents' house, and we'll visit your aunt and bring her over to stay with us for a while."

Qingyu and Qingzhu still had some memories of their maternal grandparents, but the distance was too far, and they loved their grandparents every time they visited. They didn't have a deep impression of their aunt, after all, they had rarely seen her since they could remember.

"Mom, when will you come back?" Qing Ning had never met her grandparents, let alone her aunt.

"Come back the day after tomorrow. You must behave well at home and listen to grandma and your teachers, okay?"

"I understand. I will be obedient."

Several children spoke in unison, and the scene was warm.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Yu, please sit down and rest for a while." Tan greeted them and went to pack up.

Old Mrs. Chen was very generous, and since Mrs. Tan didn't come home often, she asked her to bring a lot of things back to her in-laws.

"Brother Qingsong, you~~~" Qingning was interrupted by her elder sister's voice coming from the next yard before she could finish her words.

"Qingsong, come here and help me."

"Brother Qingsong, go help my elder sister first, and then you can come over and help kill the fish later."

After saying "OK", he went straight to his own yard.

"Ning girl, we can clean the fish. Don't worry, we will make it clean." Mr. Ma and Mr. Yu also wanted to help with the work, so they hurried over to do something.

"Okay, thank you both grandfathers for your hard work."

"Brother Qingyu, why don't you go read more books? Although the teacher values ​​Brother Qingwu and Brother Qingbai more, you can't indulge yourself like this, right?"

Qingyu was stunned by this sudden lesson of disgust. She didn't say this when she asked him to do the work, but now she was chasing him away because he was no longer needed.

Alas~~~~

Qingzhu was laughing secretly. She could see that her younger sister was feeling a little uncomfortable at the moment. Qingyu standing beside her was an eyesore to her, but what her younger sister said was not wrong.

"Second sister, let's wash some cherries and make some cherry drinks to drink in the evening." Qingning pulled Qingzhu into the kitchen and grabbed a plate.

This cherry drink is actually quite simple. Wash the cherries, put them in a casserole, bring to a boil, then add sugar and simmer for a short while. Don't simmer for too long, as the cherries will discolor and look ugly. Set the casserole aside, and when it cools down, place the casserole and the cherries in cold water.

I took some more cherry jam, washed it, soaked it in salt water for a while, washed it again, and removed the stems and pits of the cherries.

Place the processed cherries in a clay pot, mash them, and add an appropriate amount of sugar. Stir well and marinate for a while until the cherries release their juice. Place the pot directly on a clay stove and bring to a boil. Then reduce the heat and simmer gently, stirring constantly to prevent sticking. Once the jam becomes thick, remove from the heat and let cool.

"Little sister, these cherries can be used to make jam. They are so fragrant and sweet." Qingzhu scraped some with her fingers and put them into her mouth. They were really delicious, sour and sweet.

"Well, second sister, this jam can be used to make cakes."

"Girl, what delicious food is this? We smelled it in the yard. It smells so sweet." Mr. Ma and Grandpa Yu brought in the washed fish.

"This is cherry jam." He took out a small plate and picked some for them to taste.

"Well, it's delicious, sweet and sour, not greasy, and the freshness of the cherry fruit is also very rich." Grandpa Yu said, taking another bite.

Mr. Ma nodded in agreement. It was indeed delicious. He was old and liked this kind of sweet dessert that was light and not greasy.

"Wait until Big Sister makes this into a snack, and it will taste even better for you guys to try."

Several people nodded repeatedly, waiting for the barley snack, thinking that it must taste amazing.