The vegetables planted in the sweet potato fields on the eastern slope of Daqing Mountain are lush and green.
Scallions were planted in two long furrows, with long and thick green bulbs. The Chinese cabbage had just formed a heart, with the tender jade-white leaves in the middle tightly clasped together, and the large emerald green leaves on the outside held hands around the heart to protect it. The small Chinese cabbage was all tender green. The small red radish had a bunch of green cherries on the top, and its round red body was revealed under it, which was very cute. The spinach had five or six leaves, which were large, thick, and lush green. The coriander had thick stems on the outside and dark green leaves, which became lighter in color as it went in. The leaves were small and emerald green. When you walked into the coriander field, you could smell a cool and special fragrance.
When planting vegetables, Qin Feng took a bottle of wine to the village to ask the village chief Qin Mancang for advice. The village chief happily went up the mountain and helped Qin Feng plan, explaining in detail what vegetables to plant and how to plant them.
Especially when planting green onions, as the green onions grow taller, the soil on both sides of the roots should be piled up. As the green onions grow taller, the soil should be piled up a little more. This will ensure that the white part of the green onions grows long and firm.
When plowing the land, Qin Feng asked the villagers to help. He evenly spread a layer of chicken manure on the land, which made the villagers feel distressed. They all whispered, "Qin Feng, you idiot, you always waste good things. It would be much better if you could use such good chicken manure to grow crops."
"Shh, keep your voice down. It's not your chicken manure. Why are you nagging? You're annoying."
"That's right, hurry up and work, Qin Feng said he would give you 5 kilograms of cabbage."
"That's right, just shut up."
Qin Feng didn't care what he heard. It wasn't a malicious insult after all. It was just that the villagers had been farming for their entire lives and felt bad about wasting good fertilizer on the vegetable fields.
Now that the vegetables are growing well, the villagers all think it is because of the chicken manure on the fields. In fact, more than half of the reason is due to Ke'er, who feeds the vegetables a little bit of "quick growth" liquid every day.
Qin Feng warned Ke'er not to go too far and just make it roughly the same. Qin Feng's words caused Ke'er's hands to shake when she gave the vegetables some "grow fast" every day. It was annoying!
So, next time Ke'er will turn into a small ball, and sprinkle the rain and dew all over the place, so that everyone will get the rain.
It was time to harvest the peanuts that were interplanted among the jujube trees in the Daqingshan field. Because the jujube trees were planted along the slopes, and the peanuts were planted in the same way, they were scattered and there were many of them, so Qin Feng had to ask the villagers for help.
Qin Feng asked the village chief to record the villagers' working hours and the time they worked. After a day's work, each person would receive a pound of peanut oil, but no lunch was provided. This meant that working at Qin Feng's house for a day would earn them 70 cents. Even without lunch, everyone was happy.
The village chief divided the people into three groups. One group picked peanuts, one group picked the peanut pods and threw them into baskets, and another group was responsible for carrying the baskets to Qin Feng's yard.
The village chief and Qin Feng agreed to transport the peanut seedlings to the village farm to feed the pigs.
Everyone worked hard all day and finished around 6 pm. The peanut seedlings were sent to the pigpen in the village, and the peanut fruits were sent to Qin Feng's yard.
The sun has been shining brightly these past few days, perfect for drying crops. Qin Feng's family is busy drying peanuts. The boys have moved the peanuts to the large platform atop the cave, which serves as a natural drying platform. Every day at noon, Xiao Si goes up to the platform to turn the peanuts, ensuring every one gets some sun. Qin Feng fashioned a long pole with a shorter horizontal bar tied to the end with cow sinew, like a long-handled sickle. Xiao Si stands at the edge of the peanuts, slowly scraping them with his "long sickle" to turn them over.
Four days later, the peanuts were dried and packed. Qin Feng's family, Choudan and his mother, and Zhou Jinyan, who had finished helping their grandfather with his work, also came to Qin Feng's house to pick peanuts together. They picked out the bad, broken and small ones, and packed the rest in sacks. After the sunflowers were harvested, they were dried and sent to the oil press to be pressed into edible oil.
Qin Feng's family decided to use the squeezed oil to pay the villagers' labor fees and also give some oil to the homes of the elderly who were unable to work.
A few days later, the sunflowers on Xiaoqing Mountain were ready for harvesting. Qin Feng asked the village chief to come and help. Reaping sunflowers is not an easy job.
The sunflower leaves have dried up, and if you don't pay attention and scratch them, they will leave red streaks on your face, hands, and arms. Sweat dripping onto them hurts and itches, making it extremely uncomfortable. The hidden killer is the sunflower stem, which is covered with fuzz. Wherever it rubs, it leaves a red mark. There are also sunflower leaf fragments that get into your neck and sleeves. When they get wet with sweat, it itches and itches uncomfortably.
Because the sunflower field was quite large, the village chief recruited more villagers to harvest the sunflower heads. They were divided into groups, each harvesting, packing, and carrying the sunflower heads down the mountain. It took two days to complete the harvest.
The village chief shamelessly came to discuss with Qin Feng, "Qin Feng, if you don't need these sunflower stalks, you can use them to raise pigs in the village."
"Okay, Village Chief, but these sunflower stalks have to be crushed before feeding them to the pigs, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes. We load it up on trucks and take it to the county grain processing plant to grind it up. Then we mix it with some corn grits and grass to feed the pigs so they can grow fat."
Qin Feng waved his hand generously, "Okay, okay, Village Chief, you organize the villagers to take it away."
"Hey, hey, hey, okay, okay, I thank you on behalf of the village." After saying that, he ran away happily.
There were too many sunflower heads, so Qin Feng borrowed the threshing ground in the village to dry them. Qin Feng also made a few "wooden pole long-handled sickles" to turn the sunflower heads, and gave the task of watching the sunflower head and turning the sunflower heads to Xiao Si.
Xiao Si found his friends in the village, and they took turns to watch over the sunflowers in the drying yard. Each person only had to go to the drying yard for half a day. Xiao Si got the task benefits from Qin Feng, and each person was given two big sweet potatoes in half a day. The sweet potatoes were really big, as long as Xiao Si's arms. The friends were very happy, and they watched the sunflowers being turned over in the drying yard seriously.
Ke'er was also very busy. She went to the big drying platform on the top of the cave, and with a wave of her hand, the peanuts turned over. She didn't have any free time until the peanuts were dried and stored.
Now she is busy in the village threshing ground. With a wave of her hand, every sunflower turns over. Ke'er's principle is that every sunflower head can be equally exposed to the bright sunshine.
After the autumn harvest in the village, people had free time, and the same was true for those in the cowshed. They were not as busy as before, so Zhou Jinyan often went up the mountain with Ke'er.
On this day, Ke'er came to the cowshed carrying a small basket woven from sedge grass, with a piece of blue cotton cloth inside and two aluminum lunch boxes on top of the cotton cloth. Zhou Jinyan saw Ke'er coming and ran over to take Ke'er's hand and took the basket. "It's heavy, I'll do it."
Ke'er smiled, took out an aluminum lunch box from the basket, and handed it to Zhou Jinyan, "Brother Jinyan, give this to Grandpa Chen. The peanut cake we made is delicious. Let's go to Xiaoqingshan today, okay?"
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll take it over to grandpa and come back soon." After saying that, he ran in to find grandpa.
The two of them went up to Xiaoqing Mountain together. Seeing the yellow flowers blooming on the mountain, Zhou Jinyan picked some and inserted them into Ke'er's pigtails, one on each side. Ke'er swung her pigtails and smiled happily, "Brother, do I look good?"
"She looks beautiful. Ke'er is the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Chuckle, chuckle."
A string of crisp and pleasant laughter was heard on the small green hills.
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