In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 45
The private plot allocated to her is on the east side of the old house, so she does not need to leave the main entrance of the hospital. The original owner opened a small door on the east courtyard wall near the Dongping house, which is usually tied from the inside, so it is safe and convenient to enter and exit for work.

Out of the small gate, not far to the south is the old pear tree. It is said that it is a hundred years old like a persimmon tree. It has a thick trunk and a large crown. You can imagine how beautiful it will be when it is full of flowers She is satisfied that the pear trees can cover most of the Dongping House, so that sitting on the roof, looking up is full of trees and flowers.

It's a pity that there are no more trees around the pear tree. According to Zhao Zhenhua, it was cut down during the big steel smelting two years ago. Fortunately, she and Sheng Zhongxin ordered a lot of fruit trees. Plant it all at once.

The private plot is just below. The vertical drop of the terrain is more than two meters. There is a gentle slope to go down. There are long weirs on the north and south sides, which are not steep. When Song Hongguo looked at it before, he thought that he could grow some watermelons by then. Melon, when the seedlings are drawn, can just climb up the weir without occupying the land for growing grain.

When Song Hongguo came over with the soil basket, he saw Ling Zhi and Ling Yuan squatting in the wheat field and pulling out the wheatworms without lifting them.

"Mom, are you done?" Ling Yuan saw her and straightened up to greet her.

Song Hongguo smiled and hummed. Seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, he said, "You are tired too, don't do it in such a hurry, take a break before pulling it out."

Before Ling Yuan could speak, Ling Zhi said, "It's only a little work, so why are you tired?"

Song Hongguo, who still wanted to take the opportunity to rest for a while, "..."

All right, kids are so curly these days, as an adult, why doesn't she work hard?
She used a shovel to scatter the pig manure on the field where the wheat wormwood had been pulled out, trying to avoid the wheat seedlings, but there was still too little pig manure, and it didn't even spread evenly on the ground, so the basket was empty.

When Ling Zhi saw it, he frowned and asked, "Is there any more?"

"...and a basket."

Ling Zhi looked sad, "That's not enough. This piece of private land looks not small, but the land is too thin, and it hasn't been raised at all. Look at the wheat seedlings, not to mention sparse, not energetic, lack of water, and even worse. There is a shortage of fertilizers, if you don’t provide them, and work for a few months, maybe you can’t even harvest the wheat seeds, it would be too wronged.”

This old-fashioned tone...

Song Hongguo 囧囧 finished listening with spirit, and didn't know what to say for a while. This private land is nearly an acre. When Zhao Baoqing said that he would give it to her, she couldn't believe that she would have such good luck. We must know that the allocation of private land in the team is based on population. A large family can be divided into more than one mu, and the three of them can have one mu. Isn't it a surprise?Moreover, a lot of prickly ash trees and sour jujube trees are planted on the north and south fields, which are a natural barrier, which can not only block the line of sight, but also prevent people from entering. The foot of the mountain is a little thin, so we must be cautious when growing food, because after a few months of hard work, we may not have paid much for the harvest. If it weren't for this, we would not have given an acre generously.

This is the compensation for the thin land.

Seeing Lexus worrying now, I have a deep understanding.

At this time, Ling Yuan pointed to the wheatworms in the field seriously and said, "It's not wrong, there are still several months of wheatworms to eat, and this can also fool the stomach from starvation."

Song Hongguo, "..."

The rewards of this kind of hard work are not comforting at all.

Ling Zhi glared at him angrily, and urged, "Pull it out quickly."

Ling Yuan winked at Song Hongguo, and happily continued to pull out the wheatworms. Before he went to the ground, he changed into his old clothes. He squatted in the ground with a small body, his back was as thin and emaciated as the wheat.

It’s also thanks to the fact that I’ve eaten a lot these past few days, and it’s also eggs and malted milk, so I’ve gained some energy, otherwise I’d be panting after a little more movement, which would be even more heartbreaking.

And Lexus is only a little stronger than him, and the child who is only eight years old already treats himself as an adult, worrying about not having enough money, worrying about planting bad land...

At this moment, Song Hongguo suddenly had a fighting spirit in his heart. He wanted to turn this tasteless private land into a good farmland, so that the hard work of the two children would be rewarded as it should be, and he wanted to see their surprises and smiling faces when they harvested the wheat...

The host suddenly said faintly, "Host, don't think too much."

"...Chemical fertilizers can't save the yield?"

"The wheat seeds are too poor, and they were not fertilized when they were planted, so the seedlings that emerge are weak. Even if chemical fertilizers are used now, they are far from the yield per mu in your previous life."

"Don't compare it with the previous life, just talk about the present."

"Oh, that's designated to be higher than the current yield per mu. After all, you can surpass the current yield of two to three hundred catties per mu if you plant any one."

"..."

It seems that it is still necessary to buy chemical fertilizers, but looking at the points... Well, I can only wait until tomorrow.

The system urged her with ill intentions, "You can make a video of spreading pig manure. Although it's a tasteful video, it can't stand the edge of the sword, and it can be a big hit."

"You can shut up."

"..." Oh, embarrassment turned into anger, it understands.

Song Hongguo went to pick up the remaining pig manure and sprinkled it on the ground. After thinking about it, she went to the hut again. In her previous life, she yearned for the pastoral life in the countryside, but the dry toilet was like a nightmare, especially in summer. The picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it. Fortunately, the hut in the backyard is cleaner than she imagined. In the southeast corner, it is surrounded by stones, leaving only a small wooden door. The roof is thick thatch, and the ground inside is also stone. The hole was paved, and the hole left was hewn out of a whole block of stone. It was quite deep. The bottom of the hole was a slope, and an opening was opened near the east wall. Flush, and the garbage will flow out.

This way, it looks much cleaner.

She took a broom and swept the walls and floors, and filled the old wooden bucket next to the pit with water before going to dispose of the connected pit outside the wall.

The pit was dug quite big, and it could be directly used as a fermentation tank. She swept some fallen leaves and mulch from a row of pepper trees nearby and threw it in. Then shoveled it out and put it in a soil basket, and estimated the amount, um, probably enough to spread two parts of the ground.

A strange sense of accomplishment rose from the bottom of her heart, but just as she was happy, she heard the system pretending to say, "Take care, are your eyes and nose okay now? Can you still have the clothes on your body? Can you still have dinner?" Can you eat it?"

"...The Buddha said that if the heart is pure, the country will be pure; if the heart is peaceful, all living beings will be peaceful; manure."

"... But this is dung, as long as the eyes are not blind, anyone will see it as dung."

"You better shut up."

(End of this chapter)