After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Without giving Song Zhang and his party any chance to rest, Qin Yao waved her hand and led a group of them into her mud field.

Let’s start with how to collect rice seedlings.

The strong seedlings that have grown to the height of a person's calf are pulled out one by one and tied with straw ropes, then put on the dustpan, picked out and placed in the fields where they will be planted.

Water has been put in these fields, and the water is ankle-high, and natural fertilizers from farmers have been spread in advance.

The seedlings should be planted neatly, horizontally and vertically, row by row, ensuring a certain spacing.

Song Zhang couldn't stand the constant lifting and bending of his waist.

Qin Yao didn't care about this. After teaching, he stood on the shore and gave guidance. He answered all questions with a strict attitude. He seemed extremely responsible.

Song Zhang: If I hadn’t just learned from the village chief that the field in front of me was her home.

It’s good to have more people, and the five acres of land were planted in less than one afternoon.

He led everyone to the river bank to wash their hands and feet, and then let them go with Liu Dafu to Carpenter Liu's house to eat farm food. After a short rest, they started studying again.

Everyone came to the seedling room. The big wooden board with brackets was already standing there. They kindly invited Liu Gong and Qiu, the two first-generation seedling growers. Qin Yao painted while they explained, guiding everyone step by step on how to select seeds. Breeding.

This was really not a secret at all. Afraid that everyone would not remember it, Qin Yao gathered together the young students brought from each village.

One person shared a wooden board and red stones picked up from the river, and asked them to copy the pictures drawn on the big wooden board and take them back.

"If we want to increase grain yield, the key is to select and cultivate excellent plants that are resistant to lodging, pests, and high yield."

Qin Yao held a small wooden stick and pointed to the simple characteristic diagram of excellent varieties painted on the large wooden board. "Before the harvest every year, you can carefully observe the rice in your own fields and select excellent plants that meet these characteristics to save seeds."

Qin Yao concluded: "Practice brings true knowledge. If you continue to cultivate excellent rice seeds from generation to generation, the results may not always be good. So I hope that after you go back, you can try different combinations and draw conclusions if you have the ability and conditions." , summarize the best results and provide the general public with more results that can be used for reference.”

"Why are the same pears, some are bigger and sweeter, while others are small and astringent? We need to actively explore with these doubts."

"God has given us such a rich and vast natural forest, and we cannot let God down because of laziness!"

Qin Yao put down the small wooden stick and bowed deeply to everyone who was shocked and fascinated. "Thank you everyone for listening patiently to what I have to say. I wish everyone a good harvest in the coming year!"

Opening the kettle and taking two sips of cold water to moisturize her dry throat, Qin Yao waved her hand to end the meeting!

She breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the kettle and stood up to leave. She took two steps and looked back. Well, everyone seemed to be frozen. They were still staring blankly at the pictures on the big wooden board, unable to recover. .

Qin Yao's lips curled up slightly, just a little bit of scientific shock!

However, her level is enough to shock ordinary people, so she should run away quickly.

It is getting late, and there are still many busy villagers in the fields. They will not go home until it is completely dark.

The county magistrate has been watching the bustle for a long time, and has already wasted a lot of time. If we don't hurry up, the weather will not be so good in a few days.

"Manager Qin!"

Suddenly being called to a stop, Qin Yao, who was sneaking away, paused and looked back calmly.

Yin Le, wearing an apron, said with a smile: "I have learned eighty words."

His eyes were as firm as if he wanted to join the party, "I will definitely learn a thousand words!"

Qin Yao turned around with a cold face and left.

She was screaming in her heart: How could she learn so quickly? Who gave her the little guidance?

Soon, Qin Yao found out the answer.

When she got home, Sanlang, who had returned from school, immediately rushed over to greet her. He followed Aniang and whispered: "Aniang, I have a secret to tell you." He has many secrets, and it's not that his second brother stole the honey. It was Siniang who was quarreling with her master in school.

Qin Yao groaned, washed her hands and wiped them clean, squatted down and asked, "What's the secret?"

Show him full respect and show that she heard him.

Sanlang immediately stood up on tiptoes and leaned into her ear and said, "Uncle Awang borrowed a book from me, the Thousand-Character Essay. He gave it to Sister Yueniang."

After saying that, the little guy didn't forget to add: "Mom, do you also think there is something wrong with Uncle Awang?"

Just after hearing the first half of the sentence, Qin Yao wondered suspiciously why Awang wanted to borrow the book.

He is literate and does not lack this enlightening thousand-character text.

Unexpectedly, Saburo's last sentence soon answered her doubts.

Qin Yao frowned, raised her eyes and glanced around her courtyard. The Awang people were not here. There was movement in the vegetable garden in the backyard, and they should be cleaning up the vegetable field.

"Awang!"

Qin Yao shouted.

A quick response came from the backyard, "I'm in the vegetable patch."

Didn't appear in front of him?

Qin Yao nodded heavily to Sanlang, "There is definitely something wrong with your Uncle Awang."

Sanlang had a "right, I'll tell you" look on his face, and whispered: "Auntie, don't say it was me who said it. I'm not a bad boy who likes to make snitches."

After Qin Yao nodded in agreement, Sanlang happily ran out to play with his brothers and sisters.

He just stayed at home specifically to wait for A-Niang to come back and tell her this little secret that Uncle Awang had forbidden him to tell A-Niang.

Now that the task is completed, you can go out and play with peace of mind.

My father said that anyone who is not allowed to tell my father and mother is a bad person and does bad things, and I must tell my father and mother!

Awang never expected that his eldest brother would dig such a big hole for himself.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have had to tell Saburo not to tell anyone.

It couldn't be hidden anyway, it would just be discovered sooner or later.

When Qin Yao got up and went to the main room to pour tea and drink, Awang had already washed his hands and walked in. He stood in front of her and took the initiative to explain:

"Madam, you always say that people who are eager to learn should be encouraged, so I lent the book to Yin Le."

People in the village call her Yin Le Yueniang because this name is easier to remember and easier to pronounce, and people don't care about the special meaning of a name.

Qin Yao narrowed her eyes, "Awang, something is wrong with you."

Awang looked back at her with clear eyes and said seriously: "There is nothing wrong with me."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with borrowing books.

Instead, he said directly: "Madam, you think too much."

Facing those bright and upright black eyes, Qin Yao had a thought in her heart, it was her! It's her heart that makes everything dirty!

But I still felt suspicious and asked again: "Are you two familiar?"

Awang replied: "Generally."

Qin Yao: "What does it mean generally?" (End of this chapter)