Chapter 140: One is more miserable than the other
She had been into the cellar and saw that Carpenter Wang had really put a lot of effort into it.
Not only is a sturdy wooden staircase built at the entrance and exit for easy going up and down, but a complete frame is also built for the space below.
If they have time later, they can even cut some bamboo themselves, dry it, and build a ceiling for the cellar.
In addition, the opening of the cellar is also very clever, facing the kitchen door.
As long as you keep the cellar entrance open and don't go deep into the cellar, there is basically no need to light an oil lamp.
Of course the most important thing is the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the cellar.
The temperature has gradually dropped in recent times, and the temperature in the cellar has dropped accordingly. It is a bit cold to go in wearing only a thin coat.
In this way, even if you buy the seedlings today, as long as you store them in the cellar, you can plant them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and you can save another trip.
Common leek seedlings and green onion seedlings are naturally indispensable, whether they are used as seasonings or side dishes. The most important thing is that they are easy to grow and are not picky about the environment and soil.
Especially leeks, after you eat one crop, another crop will grow, which is simply amazing.
In addition, Sang Yu also bought some radish seeds, cabbage seeds, and a few other kinds of vegetable seeds that she didn't recognize, spending nearly two hundred coins in total.
Don’t think that vegetable seedlings or seeds are worthless. In fact, anyone who has grown vegetables once should know how expensive these things are.
Finally, they bought a shovel and a hoe, and finally everything was ready. The family slowly walked back with a bunch of things.
Standing in front of the courtyard gate surrounded by bamboo fences, Sang Yu's eyes gently swept over a piece of thin grass that she had deliberately placed in the middle of the fence.
Seeing that it was staying in its original place safely, he reached in, unbolted the door and pushed it open.
There is nothing valuable in the house, but it always helps to take some precautions in advance.
Almost everyone was carrying something in their hands. When they got home, they immediately found a place to put it down and then went into the kitchen to get some water to drink.
After sorting and putting things in place, Xie Qiujin and Old Lady Shi did not continue to rest. Instead, they sat in the pavilion and started cutting cloth to make bedding while chatting.
Under Sang Yu's command, Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia picked up shovels and hoes and started digging the vegetable field.
"Here, dig out a vegetable patch from this side to this side. And dig from this side to that side as well."
Sang Yu took a few small bowls and placed them at the four corners as signs. Inside was the flat land that needed to be excavated.
There were a lot of weeds growing on the ground in the yard. When the house was built, the weeds were trampled down and sank into the ground, making the ground compacted. If you want to grow vegetables, you have to turn over the compacted ground first.
First, clear away debris such as stones and weeds on the ground, then use a hoe or shovel to dig down along the edge to a depth of about one foot, or about 23 centimeters.
This depth is enough for an ordinary vegetable garden. If you need more fertile soil, you have to dig one foot deeper and plow it deeper.
Dig from one side of the plot to the other side one by one. The excavated soil does not need to be processed for the time being. It can be broken up later to remove the remaining debris.
The two men took turns using shovels and hoes, digging slowly on the left and right. When they met in the middle, the soil of a small vegetable patch was completely turned over.
"Hiss, my waist." Sang Yongjing had been bending over to work, and when he suddenly stood up, he couldn't help crying out in pain.
He felt as if his waist had been hit hard by several punches, and his whole body was about to break in half. The only way to feel better was to bend forward.
Sang Xingjia was not much better. Not only did he have back pain, but he also had three or five soybean-sized blisters between the palms of his hands. A slight press would cause the surrounding skin to tighten and cause obvious pain.
Sang Yu, who was sitting in the pavilion resting, saw them finish digging a piece of land. He was thinking of coming over to teach them what to do next, but he found that each of them was worse off than the other.
"Brother, are you stupid? Your palms are blistered but you're still digging with a shovel. Why don't you ask me to come over and help you?"
Sang Xingjia, who was smiling at her foolishly, was scolded.
Sang Yongjing, who was standing next to him, was using a hoe as a crutch and watching the show from the first scene.
Sang Yu checked the blisters on the palms of Sang Xingjia's hands and confirmed that they were just caused by his tender hands rubbing against the shovel handle for a long time. He was relieved that there was no bleeding.
She snatched the shovel from his hand and said, "Go sit in the pavilion and rest. I'll pick out the blisters for you later."
Hearing this, the smile on Sang Yongjing's face became wider, and he even felt that his waist was not so painful anymore. But he saw Sang Yu turned around and pointed the spearhead at him after scolding that person.
"Dad, you are such a fool. Seeing my eldest brother's condition, why don't you let him rest?"
"I...he...you..." Sang Yongjing was speechless. He was too busy to care about Sang Xingjia's situation.
I noticed that his left hand subconsciously reached behind his waist to support himself, so I guess he might have injured his waist.
Sang Yu sighed: "Ah, Dad, you should go to the pavilion and have a rest too."
This father and son had indeed never done any rough work and did not know how to use any clever strength. They relied entirely on brute force, so it was normal for them to hurt themselves.
However, she overestimated their abilities and wanted them to help dig all the vegetable plots in the yard so that she would only need to plant the vegetables. It seems that she has to do it herself in the end.
The small vegetable patch here is next to the toilet on one side and the fence on the other. It is much smaller than the area next to the pavilion opposite.
At this time, thanks to the efforts of the father and son, the compacted soil layer was completely turned over. Apart from the messy small stones and debris left over from the previous house construction, there were no other foreign objects.
Sang Yu picked up the hoe and broke up the soil bit by bit.
She used her clever strength, relying on her waist and abdomen to drive her arms. When the hoe fell, she released her back hand holding the end of the handle, used gravity to cut into the soil, and then pulled back to loosen the soil layer.
A complete piece of soil in front of her could be smashed into a piece of loose soil with just two or three hits, seemingly effortlessly.
The father and son who were sitting in the pavilion to rest looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
They knew how difficult it was to dig the soil, otherwise one of them wouldn't be able to straighten his back and the other wouldn't have blisters on his palms.
Then why do those difficult-to-dig soils become so obedient when they come into Sang Yu's presence?
Sang Xingjia's condition was much better than Sang Yongjing's. The pain in his hands did not affect his walking. In addition, he was very curious, so he got up and walked to the dug vegetable field, carefully observing Sang Yu's movements.
Sang Yu caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of her eye. She didn't say anything and didn't force him to go back and sit down and rest. She continued to busy herself with breaking up the clods of earth.
By observing her movements, Sang Xingjia gradually figured out some tricks.
It seems that the little sister's posture of swinging the hoe is different from his and his father's. Is this the difference?
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