Time passed quickly, and Yushudun finally had a peaceful life for a while.
No one came to target them anymore, and the crops in the fields were growing well.
Under the careful supervision of the people in the village, the rice has now grown heavy ears of rice. It will only take a few more days for a good harvest to be ready.
Unexpectedly, in such a harsh environment, we could achieve a bumper harvest of two different crops.
The villagers are happy now. The happiest moment of the day is probably when they go to take a look at the rice fields.
Only when I see the crops growing well, I feel an indescribable sense of pride and satisfaction in my heart.
Such a miracle was achieved with their hard work. They took turns guarding it day and night. The hardships involved are beyond the imagination of outsiders.
The closer we get to this point, the more we need to maintain stability and not let the fruits of our labor go to outsiders.
Such a big commotion naturally couldn't be hidden from people in other villages.
Look, there are a lot of people coming to their village to see the miracle every day.
The villagers and militiamen were really tired of dealing with it, but it was impossible to stop the other side from coming.
So, Zhao Wei thought about it and collected some of the mushroom seeds that the villagers had grown these days, intending to teach these people to grow mushrooms as well.
As for beekeeping, it's probably not possible.
Zhao Wei originally had many beehives, but due to the drought, the source of nectar had been cut off.
Several queen bees have already fled with the worker bees.
As for the rest, he also fed them with sugar water every day, but they produced almost nothing.
Under such extreme weather conditions, the only thing that can be taught is mushroom cultivation.
Mainly these villages, now have access to canals and conditions for breeding.
In a hot and humid environment, mushrooms grow quite fast.
However, with so many villages, providing seeds to each village would be a considerable expense.
Yushudun’s contribution is quite sincere. If these people still want to take the rice, then it would be really... heartless.
Fortunately, there are still many sensible people.
Now that you have gained some benefits, go back home and grow mushrooms.
The yield of this thing is quite high, one mushroom bag can be used to harvest several crops of mushrooms.
It can produce enough mushrooms for them to eat at one time.
This thing is domesticated, but the seeds are borrowed from nature and have excellent qualities.
If you stew a chicken, it might make your eyebrows fall off.
On the ridges of the fields in Yushudun, you can always see villagers squatting in groups of three or four beside the rice ears, gently brushing the plump grains with their fingers, unable to hide the smiles in their eyes.
Some villagers even brought their children to identify the wheat ears. Pointing at the heavy ears of rice, they said, "See? This is our hope for eating white rice in winter. This is the hope that the president has brought us. We must protect it well."
Ever since Zhao Wei decided to share mushroom strains, the threshing ground at the entrance of the village has become bustling.
Every day before dawn, people from neighboring villages came with baskets on their backs and lined up to receive mushroom seeds, saying, "President Zhao is such a good man. He has enough food at home, but he still thinks about us."
Zhao Wei stood on a high platform in the threshing ground, holding a mushroom bag in his hand, and explained loudly: "This mushroom must be planted in a cool place, and the temperature should be kept around 20 degrees. Spray water three times a day, not more or less. When you see the mycelium turn white, you can wait to harvest the first batch..."
The villagers listened attentively, and those who could read even took out charcoal pens and wrote on cigarette boxes, for fear of missing any step.
Huangmao was helping to distribute the mushrooms, and would occasionally interject: "Remember, the mushroom bags must be covered with straw, just like taking care of a baby. Only if you are careful can they grow more!"
A man from Lijiaao raised his hand and shouted, "President Zhao, can we exchange these mushrooms for food? My kid is dying for white rice!"
Zhao Wei smiled and said, "When you grow mushrooms, our village will organize a market and we can trade mushrooms for rice or corn. It's fair trade."
The crowd suddenly exploded, and the cheers almost overturned the thatched shed in the threshing ground.
No one expected that this inconspicuous mushroom could become a link connecting the villages.
But despite the excitement, the grain protection string has not been relaxed at all.
The militiamen patrolled around the rice fields with hunting dogs, sickles on their waists and their eyes wide open.
One night, a man from another village who wanted to steal rice ears was caught. He was taken to the commune by Zhuzi and his men and was sentenced to three days of hard labor. After the news spread, no one dared to have any bad ideas anymore.
At this time, Yunxiu's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and carrying the triplets was a bit strenuous for her. In order to facilitate the delivery, Lin Qinghe forced her to take Zhao Wei for a walk on the ridge of the field every evening.
The wind blew through the rice waves, and the rustling sound was like singing. She touched her belly and smiled: "Our children should be able to see new rice ears by this time next year!"
"We probably won't be able to plant rice by then! Alas... this may be the only time our village plants rice."
You know, normally the temperature in the hut starts to drop in October.
This thing can only grow in places with good temperatures.
People in the village know how to grow wheat, corn, and sorghum, but they don’t know how to grow rice.
These are all farming experiences passed down from generation to generation.
The reason we can grow a second crop of crops and have a harvest this year is thanks to this drought.
But she didn't expect that Zhao Wei said without hesitation: "The rice will definitely be seen. I guess there will be a severe drought in this world for three years."
Therefore, they spared no expense and had everyone work under the scorching sun to build the canal.
In fact, it is called a canal, but the project was very simple. It was just a ditch dug to temporarily divert water.
It gets clogged easily and gets dirty easily.
This is life-saving water, so I can’t care about so many things.
If we want to maintain long-term peace and stability, we must build a ditch on the canal and construct it carefully.
Hearing the words "three years", Yunxiu looked at him in surprise and for a moment couldn't believe her ears.
"This matter is a bit complicated to explain, and I don't think anyone will believe it. You should not tell anyone about it. It would not be good if others heard it, and people's hearts should not be disturbed."
Yun Xiu nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I'm just curious, how can you be so sure it will be three years?"
To be honest, in their place, a drought of one or two months is already the limit. It is really the first time that the drought has lasted for half a year like this year.
Three years, that is something I dare not even think about.
If it really happens, the situation may be much worse than you think.
Zhao Wei held her waist and walked very slowly: "Don't think too much, do your best and leave the rest to fate. We have water, so we don't have to worry."
"After the rice is harvested, I will make new rice cakes for you, and then use the new rice to make porridge with your favorite red dates."
"We're also going to use mushrooms to make chicken soup." Yunxiu added, her eyes sparkling, "Hong Gu said that she's starting to raise chicks now, and they'll be for me to eat during my confinement."
"Brother Wei, I'm so happy, is this just a dream?"
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