Chapter 162 This Soil Is Not Simple (1/2)

At noon, I went home for lunch. Sure enough, there was a bowl of freshly fried egg sauce on the table, and next to it was a plate of cold-mixed shepherd's purse, which was green and radiant, and looked very pleasing.

There was also a plate of green and white dandelions, which were slightly purple because they had just come out of the ground not long ago.

Add to that the lamb scallions that had just grown in the garden, and it was the best to eat with rice.

"Come, taste the fruits of the labor of the fourth and fifth sons."

Liu Qingshan picked up two dandelions, dipped them in some egg sauce, and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.

It was slightly bitter, cleared away heat and relieved fire, and was most suitable for eating in the beginning of spring.

Nodding with satisfaction, he gave the two little guys a thumbs up, which made the fourth son grin and show his gap teeth.

Shan Xing pursed her lips, a little embarrassed.

Yang Hongying is now used to eating pickled vegetables. While chewing the motherwort, she said, "Nature is the most selfless. When the time comes, it can grow something for all living things to eat."

Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "So we can't be selfish. We must protect what should be protected."

While eating, he talked about what happened this morning.

Yang Hongying's eyes lit up: "Planting trees, this is good. In the future, whenever I have a holiday, I will take the children to plant trees."

She ate while talking, and as a result, she put an old root of the motherwort in her mouth and immediately started grinning.

Gao Wenxue next to her laughed, "Chewing the root is fragrant, and everything can be done."

Yang Hongying was also happy to hear this. She swallowed it happily without caring about the bitterness in her mouth.

She felt that such days were very meaningful and every day was very fulfilling.

Even Liu Jinfeng was greedy for the cold shepherd's purse and motherwort, but Linzhi still didn't dare to ask her to eat more.

After all, motherwort has a relatively cold property, so it is still not allowed to be eaten too much during breastfeeding.

During the meal, when everyone was gathered, Liu Qingshan mentioned the idea of ​​building a new house.

This involved rural housing land, and Gao Wenxue's household registration was also in Jiapigou, so there was no problem in approving a piece of housing land.

Moreover, the management was loose at that time, and even if a few acres of land were occupied, as long as the villagers had no objection, the higher-ups would not care at all.

Since it was going to be built, it would be a brick and tile structure. Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue had enough money on hand. They had made money from selling white-striped chickens last year and eggs during this period.

It was just that building materials were not easy to get, such as red bricks and cement, and Liu Qingshan had to go to the county to run around.

As for the location of the house, Liu Jinfeng actually had a plan long ago: just build a new house westward from her home.

Anyway, Liu Qingshan's home was at the westernmost end of the village, and there was vacant land to the west.

In addition to building a new house, Liu Jinfeng planned to build a few chicken coops to support the framework of the poultry farm.

The plan was to start construction on May 1, but before that, materials could be prepared.

After a short break after lunch, Er Biaozi came to Liu Qingshan again. The work of converting dry fields into paddy fields officially started in the afternoon.

Dozens of villagers carrying shovels and pickaxes had already gone to the second depression in the west. The boss uncle drove a small four-wheel drive and started to turn the soil. There was also a harrow behind to level the land.

Others mainly built ridges, and then they could store water for drying.

Around mid-May, when the ground temperature was high enough, the seedlings in the greenhouse could be planted in the fields.

The ridges should be piled high, and there should be a reservoir at an appropriate location. Er Biaozi has made detailed plans for these things, and everyone just needs to work hard.

At once, the shovels and pickaxes moved together to start building the ridges, and Liu Qingshan followed behind to dig the soil.

At first, everyone thought that he would be less capable of doing farm work because he had been in school all the time.

As a result, Liu Qingshan's shovel flew up and down, as if he had endless strength.

If this was the case in the production team in the past, this kind of labor would definitely be the leader.

The leader is the one who can lead the team in the front during collective labor, such as shoveling and mowing the land, etc., and must be the best farmer.

Liu Qingshan worked hard and led everyone to work hard, and no one was slacking off.

Captain Zhang was puzzled when he saw this: Why didn't I see you working so hard in the production team in the past?

While working, Zhang Dashuai found a problem: "Isn't it a bit of a waste to use the soil in this field to repair the ridge? Why don't we go to the meadow to dig some soil?"

In their place, soil refers to large pieces of soil dug out from the meadow.

Because there are grass roots growing every year in the soil, the thickness is nearly one foot, so it can be dug into pieces.

Usually, the villagers use soil as natural adobe, because the grass roots are dense, it is not afraid of rain, and it is stronger and more durable than adobe.

Among the dozens of households in Jiapigou, several have courtyard walls that are not made of fences made of willow branches, but mud walls made of pieces of mud.

When everyone heard what Zhang Dashuai said, they all nodded in agreement.

When digging mud, use a sharp shovel, and carry it back and forth in large pieces by horse-drawn carriage, which is very convenient.

But someone sang a different tune. Just when everyone was about to go home to get a shovel and drive the horse-drawn carriage, they suddenly heard someone shouting:

"You can't dig mud, and you must never dig it again in the future!"

The villagers looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Liu Qingshan.

"Qingshan, what's the point of this?"

Captain Zhang asked first. After the experience in the morning, he also had more protection awareness in his mind.

Liu Qingshan stopped the shovel in his hand, leaned on it with both hands, and took a short rest. His words were not idle: "The soil on this field is very valuable."

Everyone was a little puzzled: Isn’t it just soil, and not gold or silver?

Don’t use bean bags as solid food. Liu Qingshan feels it is necessary to talk to everyone:

"The soil under this hill is not simple. It has a special name called peat soil. In the whole world, it can only be formed in the swamps here and in Siberia."

Although the turf and other things didn't sound very powerful, everyone still thought it was very powerful.

Liu Qingshan continued: "This kind of peat soil contains nearly half of the organic matter. It is the best natural fertilizer and can improve the soil."

"Yes, I remembered it. Add some soil to the flower pot and it will grow strong!"

Da Zhangluo slapped his thigh hard, remembering this.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded: "Yes, this peat soil will definitely be sold by the pound in the future."

Oh, it turns out to be so precious!

The villagers became more knowledgeable this time, and Dashuai Zhang followed up and said: "My courtyard wall is made of tiles. I will tear it down and sell it for money when I get back."

Everyone laughed, and Captain Zhang pointed with his hand: "If you want to sell it, someone must buy it."

"Maybe one day I'll meet someone who takes advantage of me."

Zhang Dashuai said with a smile.

Liu Qingshan said sternly: "Even if someone wants to buy it, we can't sell it. It takes hundreds of years for this peat soil to become as thick as one centimeter. It's so precious."

In his memory, after the land was contracted, it was dug and dug indiscriminately, and finally turned into a smelly ditch. This was how it was destroyed.

At that time, let alone waterfowl, there were not even any bird feathers.

Captain Zhang is also learning and selling now: "Yes, yes, we have dug them all up. What will future generations use? We won't lift our coffin boards by then."

Haha... Amidst the laughter, everyone continued to work.

Just when I was working hard, I saw Zhang Gongzi running over in a panic, shouting from afar:

"Captain, it's bad, the little devil has entered the village!"

The Japs entered the village. What age is this? Do you still think there is tunnel warfare and mine warfare?

Captain Zhang was so angry that he thrust the shovel into the ground: "Pole, do you sleep with your wife in your arms every day? You are confused and talking nonsense in broad daylight!"

Others also followed suit: "Young people should exercise restraint. Just be careful not to masturbate."

Being arranged by everyone, Zhang Gangzi was a little anxious: "What a little devil, the county leaders brought him here!"

Liu Qingshan's heart moved: "Uncle Ganzi, are these foreign businessmen here?"

"What foreign businessmen? Those from the island country are just little devils."

Zhang Ganzi had found the right one, not least because his grandfather, who was a member of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Federation, was killed by the Japs.

Liu Qingshan also knew Uncle Ganzi’s family background, so he didn’t argue with him. He turned to everyone and said:

"It's probably the foreign businessman my elder sister introduced last year, who said he wanted to buy our mountain goods."

It suddenly dawned on everyone that they had almost been dragged into a ditch by Zhang Zangzi just now.

Da Zhangluo said cheerfully: "What little devil is here? It should be the money-giving boy."

"Ah bah!"

Zhang Gangzi spat hard: "Even if I starve to death, I won't work hard for the little devil."

After saying that, he pointed at Da Zhangluo: "In the past, people like you would have been a traitor and a traitor!"

Captain Zhang finally came to his senses and grabbed Zhang Zangzi, who looked angry:

"Pole, times are developing, and now our two countries are friendly. You can calm down, but you can't destroy it. Do you hear me?"

Zhang Gangzi was furious, holding his neck and shouting: "I bet your grandpa wasn't killed."

Captain Zhang had no idea about such stubbornness. He asked Zhang Luo and Zhang Dashuai to keep an eye on this kid to avoid getting into trouble, and then took Liu Qingshan back to the village.

Liu Qingshan was not at ease, so he called Uncle Zhang Luo aside and gave him a few words of advice before following Uncle Zhang back to the village.

Zhang Gangzi was still aggrieved, so Da Zhangluo approached him with a smile: "Gangzhi, let's have a cigarette to calm down."

"I don't smoke traitor's cigarettes!"

Zhang Gongzi hasn't calmed down yet.

Da Zhangluo ordered two sticks and stuffed one into Zhang Gangzi's mouth: "Now is not the time to shout and kill, we have to use our brains."

Zhang Zhangzi took a puff of cigarette and looked at him sideways.

Da Zhangluo continued to whisper to him: "You are thinking of some other way to take revenge. Aren't they going to collect our mountain products? Then you won't add any seasonings to the mountain products, huh?"

"What seasonings should I add?"

"Pole, you are an elm-headed person. Didn't you know that there is a kind of mushroom called dog urine moss?"

"You mean peeing in it, haha, it's high, it's really high!"

Zhang Gangzi was so happy, thinking that the little devil would have to eat his own urine, he danced with joy and went back to the pig farm happily.

Da Zhangluo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This kid is too difficult to deal with. You have to keep an eye on him when the time comes. Don't really piss on him. If a profitable business is ruined by his urine, it will be ruined. "

At this time, Dashuai Zhang came up and said, "Hey, Zhang Luo, you are such a bad boy. You called the mushroom that was peed on the pole a dog's urine moss."

Da Zhangluo also slapped his thigh: "It's not that bad. I just realized it after hearing what you said. But looking at what the pole looked like just now, I was quite happy."

"Just be bad, it's getting late, call it a day."

The boss of the car drove a small four-wheeler and ran over. With a shout, everyone walked back to the village in the afterglow of the sunset.

They also wanted to see what the Japanese businessmen who came looked like.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, fell into the mortal world.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim blood rain.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, and everything was withered. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, and looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

The website is about to close. Download the Aiyue app to read the latest content for free. But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink his eyes, staring coldly at the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about seven or eight feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it into the air.

Download the Aiyue novel app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely submerged its head into the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

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