When Mrs. Ye came back from the banquet in Beijing, she found that the ground in front of and behind the house had been turned over and leveled.
"Second brother's wife, you didn't do this alone, did you?" Mrs. Ye said as she pulled Mrs. Ye's hand over. She was relieved when she saw that there were no blisters on her palms.
“How could I have such great ability? Qingyuan came over to help me translate it.
"My eldest brother helped his family kill a wild boar that broke into their home earlier, and they are so grateful to him!
"He said his family had already plowed the land last fall, so there wasn't much work to do there yet. He came over and plowed up our front and back yards in just one day.
"I invited him to dinner but he refused. He ran home after finishing his work in the morning and came back again without even taking a break after dinner."
"Qingyuan is a very grateful child." Mrs. Ye said with emotion, "That's perfect. The soil has been plowed, and I will plant the chive roots this afternoon.
"The sooner you plant them, the sooner you can eat leeks."
The front yard of the Ye family's old house is of normal size, but the backyard is extra large because there are no houses behind it.
Mrs. Ye had already made a rough plan in her mind about what vegetables to plant in what location. There are certain requirements and they cannot be planted randomly.
For example, corn grows tall, and beans and cucumbers need racks to grow their vines, so you must be careful not to block the sunlight for other crops.
And it is best to change the location of each vegetable every year so that it can grow better.
Although Mrs. Ye didn't understand the reasoning behind this, it was all based on the experience accumulated by her ancestors, so she just had to do it.
It is too early to plant these at this time of year, but some small vegetables can be prepared for planting.
On the contrary, when the weather gets hot, these vegetables don’t grow as much.
But as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. With such a large piece of land, all these things need to be done slowly.
After lunch, Mrs. Ye took a nap with Qingtian. After getting up, she took advantage of the warm sun outside, moved a small stool to the backyard, and prepared to start planting chives.
There are generally two ways to grow chives.
One way is to grow leeks from seeds, but the leeks grown in the first year will be thin and weak, and not tasty. They will only taste good when they grow in the second year.
The second method is to use leek roots to grow leeks, which is the method that Mr. Cen taught to Mrs. Ye.
Mrs. Ye had never used this method before. When she was outside the Great Wall, the land was vast and sparsely populated.
As long as you are willing to work hard, there is fertile black soil waiting to be cultivated everywhere. Just burn the weeds and turn the soil over to grow vegetables.
Sow some chive seeds every year, and you will have enough onions to eat from the second year onwards.
And to be honest, the climate outside the Great Wall is bad, life is hard, and people don't live as well as people in the city.
No matter how old the leeks are, as long as they are edible, they will never be wasted regardless of whether they taste good or not.
But it’s different in the capital. I wouldn’t say every inch of land is worth a lot of money, but it’s almost the same.
Mr. Cen was growing vegetables in a greenhouse, so he had to be extra careful and not waste any inch of land. So he developed a method of growing leeks using leek roots.
Mrs. Ye found the leek roots she had brought back from the capital, took a pair of scissors, and trimmed them all according to the method that Mr. Cen had said.
Qingtian no longer cared about playing. He squatted in front of Mrs. Ye with Xiaoye and watched her work.
When Old Cen talked about planting chives, Qingtian wasn't around, so she squatted and watched for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Mom, are we going to eat these grass roots tonight?"
Qingtian still remembers the experience of eating grass roots and tree bark on the way to escape famine.
Not to mention how difficult these things are to swallow, it is also difficult to fill your stomach after eating them. The most painful thing is when you want to excrete them.
"Mom, is there no food at home? Why don't we take Xiaoye up the mountain to catch pheasants and rabbits?"
Xiao Ye, who was squatting next to him, immediately whimpered twice, as if to express his agreement.
When Mrs. Ye heard this, she looked up and saw two pairs of bright black eyes staring at her without blinking. She immediately laughed and said, "This is the root of leek. Didn't mother say before that she wanted to plant leek?
"You can't eat it now. You have to wait until it grows leaves. Then mom will make you fried chive dumplings. They are so delicious."
Mr. Cen said before that he wanted to make fried chive dumplings for the children, but ended up ruining all the leeks in the trough because of the chicks and ducklings.
Qingtian himself probably didn't take this matter to heart.
After all, strictly speaking, it was she who bought the chicks and ducklings, so she couldn't blame others.
But Qingtian didn't take it seriously, but Mrs. Ye kept it in mind and planned to make some leek boxes for her children as soon as the leeks in her own garden grew up.
Qingtian nodded and said, "Yes, my mother's fried chive dumplings are delicious. They are delicious even when they are cold, and they are definitely more delicious when they are fresh out of the pan."
Mrs. Ye was stunned when she heard this. She recalled for a long time and realized that she had never made fried chive dumplings since she fled from home!
Besides, even if she remembered it wrong, she would never leave the hot food without giving it to the child and let the child eat cold food!
"Qingtian, when have you ever eaten the leek dumplings baked by your mother?" Mrs. Ye had a vague guess and asked with a trembling voice.
"It was when I was in the village earlier," Qingtian said, "I went to cut grass for the pigs and came back so hungry that I couldn't walk.
"My second brother happened to see it, and he gave me the half-eaten chive box he had in his hand."
After Qingtian finished speaking, he looked up at Mrs. Ye and smiled, "This is the first time I've eaten something so delicious. It must have been made by my mother, right?"
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