In two days, the plots of land at home had been tidied up. When she returned on the second day, she was even earlier than the day before. Seeing that it was still early, Ma Hong thought she would tidy up the small side room at home.
The room was filled with farm tools and grains. People had been taking things out and putting them away as they pleased these past few days. Hoes were lying around everywhere, making it difficult to walk around inside.
Every part of the house was tidy and organized. Although this side room was out of sight, Ma Hong couldn't stand the mess inside.
"What is this thing?" While tidying up, I saw several bamboo baskets in the corner. When I opened them, I found clods of dirt of different sizes.
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She had never seen it before and didn't know who brought it back, so she called her mother-in-law over.
When Grandma Xu saw it, she realized it was something that Boss Yang hadn't wanted when they were selling bamboo shoots before. Fu Man'er had been clamoring for it, so Xu Genzhu brought it back.
They said it was for the little girl to play with, and they would throw it away after she was done playing with it.
They probably forgot about it after leaving it here, and nobody cared about it anymore. "Let Yi'er and the others help carry it out and throw it away." These things really take up space at home. With a wave of her hand, Old Lady Xu decided their fate.
When Xu Yi was called over, he saw the clods of earth and remembered them. He recalled that Fu Man'er had kept saying that these things smelled good. "Xiao Wen, go and call your sister over."
Although everyone thought they were just clods of dirt, Fu Man'er kept insisting on having them, so maybe they were useful. Let's ask her first.
But when Fu Man'er came over and took a look, she couldn't figure it out either. She had no idea what it was. "Brother, let's plant it. Once we plant it, we'll know what it is."
"You're going to plant something that's just a clod of dirt?" Ma Hong felt like she was hearing a joke. "No, we don't have any extra land at home for you to plant these clods of dirt."
Even the newly bought wasteland is planted with potatoes, leaving no space at all. We can't let them plant these things, even if there's a little space left.
"But this smells so good." Fu Man'er insisted, her little hands pressing tightly against the bamboo basket, not letting them take it away, her big eyes looking longingly at Ma Hong and Xu Yi.
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Xu Yi thought for a while, "Second Aunt, we're not going to farm in the fields. There's a piece of wasteland next to our house, so we'll farm there."
That wasteland was right next to the Xu family's drainage ditch. The Xu family had thought about planting vegetables there before, but after a year of planting, they only spent manpower and got nothing else, so they simply gave up. Now, only some weeds grow there, and the children don't usually play there.
"Do whatever you want. Just carry these bamboo baskets out later." Ma Hong was too lazy to care what they did, as long as they didn't take up space at home.
With permission granted, Xu Yi immediately led his younger brothers to carry the things to the wasteland, found hoes, and began digging holes to plant clods of earth.
Several children were busy here, which attracted Wang Erdan and his sister. When they saw that they had never seen clods of earth before, they laughed at them for a while.
Xu Mao kicked him in the butt. "Get lost. If you're not going to help, then get out of the way." Although he also thought planting clods of earth was absurd, it was one thing to think about it yourself, but it was another to be ridiculed by others.
After laughing enough, Wang Erdan came over to help dig the hole. Not only him, but several boys who usually played around with him also came over. They were just bored and wanted to see what the Xu family's clod of earth would look like after being planted.
Anyway, it's just a matter of one person using a few hoes; they have plenty of strength.
The boys were digging a hole, and Xu Yi and Fu Man'er were putting clods of dirt into it. "Why are there two piles?"
All the clods of earth had been poured out, but Fu Man'er divided them into two piles. "Brother, they are different." Fu Man'er had only just discovered that there were two kinds of things here, and they didn't look quite the same.
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Xu Yi couldn't really see any difference, but since Fu Man'er had already divided the land, Xu Yi followed her instructions. The wasteland was quite large, so he decided to plant one type of land on each side.
After picking up all the clods of dirt, they discovered some seeds scattered on the ground. Fu Man'er couldn't smell them, so she scooped up the seeds along with the soil and scattered them around the boundary between the ditch and the wasteland.
After Xu Wen finished covering the last pit, he threw down his hoe and shouted, "Going to war, are you coming or not?"
Now that it's getting dark, we can't go far. These boys love to play war games. Each of them chooses a tree branch, and they decide who is the general and who is the soldier, and then they start fighting. They never get tired of it.
Xu Yi looked down on this childish game and naturally wouldn't let Fu Man'er play it. The little girl was barely taller than the tree branch, so he immediately carried her to the backyard.
Wang Erni and a few other girls followed. What's the point of fighting every day? Playing house is much more fun.
Xu Wen and his group in the front yard chose bad branches and were quickly defeated. Unwilling to admit defeat, he shouted, "You wait, wait until I get a new weapon, and I guarantee I'll beat you to a pulp."
He ran towards the backyard shouting, having come up with a perfect weapon that would surely lead to a great victory.
The Xu family's firewood was piled up in the backyard. Besides the neatly arranged firewood, there was also a patch of scattered branches, which were used to start a fire.
Xu Mao ran straight over and rummaged through the branches. He clearly remembered that he had put it here last time. Could it have been burned?
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After pulling aside several branches, Xu Mao's eyes lit up. He had found it; it had fallen to the very bottom.
He picked up the branch; it was still heavy. It had been several days, and it still wasn't dry.
This is the tree branch that blocked Fu Man'er's path when we went to the mountain to dig bamboo shoots a long time ago. Xu Wen thought it would definitely be a good weapon when he held it in his hand.
It was only after his defeat today that he remembered the existence of this excellent weapon, and he was determined to avenge his humiliation.
"Third Brother, you have to do your best to defeat them!" Fu Man'er heard the shouts outside and raised her little fist to cheer Xu Wen on.
Xu Wen's confidence soared, and he gripped the weapon tightly in his hand. "Don't worry, sister. With this weapon, I will definitely be able to defeat those soldiers."
Fu Man'er was about to say how mighty her third brother was when her eyes caught sight of the weapon in his hand—long and straight, it looked like…
Before Fu Man'er could see clearly, Xu Wen grabbed his weapon and rushed outside. Fu Man'er had no choice but to chase after him, calling out to him.
"Third Brother, put down your weapon."
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