The master has to work today, so Ling San, Ling Si, and Ling Wu and Ling Liu, who rarely show up, all came out.
Several people not only brought farm tools, but also hemp ropes, backpacks, and axe.
When Chi Xingyue was in Nanshan Village, she often helped the villagers with their work, so turning the soil was not a problem for her at all.
Even my body was still a little weak. I had the skills, but not the strength. After working for a long time, I only managed to turn over a small area of soil.
Ling Jiheng is different. He is strong and works efficiently. Experienced farmers all praise him for being a natural at farming.
Ling Jiheng nodded and accepted the praise from his fellow villagers.
Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng were stunned, wondering when their son and daughter-in-law learned how to farm.
But I didn't get to the bottom of it. Maybe my son and daughter-in-law are gifted, right?
Chi Xingyue and Ling Jiheng worked until around nine in the morning and then left.
The two of them took Ling San, Ling Si, Ling Wu, and Ling Liu and went up the mountain along the path at the foot of the mountain, hoping to explore the situation inside the mountain.
When Song Lizheng saw this, he was terrified: "Old man, hurry up, stop them, the mountain is dangerous! If they want to go in and take a look, they can go in from the east, it's safer there."
Old Master Ling waved his hands cheerfully: "It's okay, it's okay. I have so many young men at home, I'm not afraid."
Song Lizheng was thinking of the scene of the Ling family fighting against the Xia and Jiang families the day before yesterday, and suddenly realized that this group of young people, each of them had unique skills, should not be afraid of wolves and tigers.
I just don't know if that young lady has any special abilities.
Chi Xingyue had no idea what was happening at the foot of the mountain, so she picked up a branch and used it as a crutch, climbing the mountain panting heavily.
No wonder not many people go into the mountains here. The mountain road is steep and you will fall if you are not careful. Only a fool would go into the mountains from here.
Of course, they are an exception. They do this just because they don't want to disrupt the balance of Qingshan Village.
The group climbed for half an hour before reaching a slightly wider flat area.
There are big trees and lush weeds here, and there is no feeling of autumn at all.
Occasionally I found a few clumps of mushrooms near the roots of trees, but I didn't pick them because I wasn't sure if they were poisonous.
Chi Xingyue breathed in the fresh air and followed Ling San forward. It was not until more than ten minutes later that the group found a field of sour dates.
The red, green, and red and green fruits made everyone's eyes light up in surprise.
Ling San and Ling Si went forward to check and make sure there were no poisonous snakes or wild beasts near the jujube forest. Only then did Chi Xingyue go forward and carefully pick the fruits.
There is no way around it. The sour jujube is also called a thorn. There are densely packed small thorns growing on its branches, and you can easily prick your hand if you are not careful.
Nowadays, few fruit shops sell this fruit because it is mostly wild and difficult to pick.
However, the sour jujube is rich in nutrients and its core can be used as medicine. Therefore, even though it has thin flesh and large core, it is deeply loved by the villagers in its production area, oh, that is, Nanshan Village.
Many tourists who go there to play in the autumn will go to the mountains to experience the fun of picking.
Or before leaving, you can spend a high price to buy a small box of red fruits with only one layer of skin.
Chi Xingyue's favorite fruit is the red one that is soft and springy when pinched. This kind of fruit is the most ripe, sweet and tasty.
After picking so many, she could tell which ones she wanted just by looking at the color.
Therefore, Chi Xingyue does not allow others to touch her backpack. She only puts the sour dates that she likes to eat in it.
As for those who are too young or too mature, haha, leave them to others.
There is strength in numbers. After working for 10 to 20 minutes, a group of people finished picking all the jujubes in the forest.
If you put all the fruits together, they might not even weigh two kilograms. But the joy of harvesting is addictive.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the bushes. Ling San raised his hand and threw a stone, and a pheasant fell to the ground with a thud.
Ling San hurried to pick it up, and then said in surprise: "It's still alive!"
Chi Xingyue gave him a rope, and Ling San tied the pheasant's wings and claws, stuffed them into his backpack, and prepared to leave.
Chi Xingyue gave Ling Jiheng a look, and Ling Jiheng nodded. He took the axe and chopped a few branches and put them in the backpack without explaining what he was going to do.
Afterwards, as if they had a fight with thorns, the few of them found a few sea buckthorn trees not far away.
The orange-yellow fruits sparkle in the sun, but sea buckthorn is much harder to pick than sour jujube. Not only are they small and break easily when pinched, but they also have many thorns.
Chi Xingyue and his companions decided to move on. When they came back, they would cut down the branches full of fruits and take them back to process them carefully.
It is true that Daqing Mountain is rich in resources. Not long after walking, the group found a persimmon tree.
With the red persimmons hanging on the branches, Chi Xingyue knew that this trip was profitable.
There's no wasp nest on the tree, but there are a lot of Bidens pilosa at the base of the tree, which can easily get stuck on your clothes if you're not careful.
This thing is a Chinese herbal medicine, but it's past its best picking time.
Ling San and Ling Si used axe to clear away the Bidens pilosa, then quickly climbed up the tree.
The persimmons on the tree were a mixture of soft and hard. The two picked the hard persimmons and threw them down to pick them up later.
The soft persimmons were placed carefully in the backpack for fear of breaking them.
Ling San tore one open and took a sip: "Wow, so sweet, Master, our trip was not in vain!"
Ling Jiheng nodded and asked the two to pick persimmons here, while he and the others went to look nearby to see if there were any other mountain products.
As I walked around, I found persimmon trees everywhere. Some grew on the hillside, some grew at the bottom of the ditch. After counting carefully, I found that there were more than a dozen trees.
Chi Xingyue looked at the small lanterns hanging on the branches and was so surprised that she wanted to climb up and collect all the persimmons into the space.
Fortunately, she still had her sanity and tried hard to restrain her restless hands.
The purpose of coming out this time was to store food for the winter. If she put all the food into the space, wouldn't her secret be exposed?
Chi Xingyue walked around the area and found a relatively high hillside to climb up. Looking down, he found that there were many fruit trees just on the outskirts of Daqing Mountain.
What a surprise, isn’t it?
These fruits alone can feed several people!
Chi Xingyue returned to the persimmon tree and picked up the persimmons on the ground and put them into her backpack.
The backpacks of several people were full in an instant, so Ling Jiheng decided to return. After two days, when the land was turned over, he would take his family to the mountain to stock up on supplies.
The others had no objection. After all, it was getting late and they would have finished lunch by the time they got back.
I returned along the same route and found that there was indeed no one in the field.
Two hundred acres of land have been turned into 17 or 18 acres. This efficiency is really unsatisfactory.
Chi Xingyue felt that they couldn't delay any longer.
Get the cows on, quickly plow the land, plant the seeds, and then stock up in preparation for winter.
Anyway, due to the extreme cold, 80% of the harvest from this year to next year will be wasted. We can't delay important things just because of farming.
By that time, the mountains will be blocked by heavy snow, and there will be no food or firewood, and people will die.
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