Back To Qiqi Farming To Raise Children

  Chapter 125 Dayeqin

  The second brigade has a total of 2,600 mu of land, but fortunately there are many people working.

   During the spring plowing season, regardless of gender, even the school will take advantage of the busy farming holiday on May Day, so regardless of the large amount of land, planting is not slow.

   In a few days, the large tracts of land were planted, and there were some leftovers, just a few people left to finish the work.

  After the land in the team has been planted, it is the turn of each family to reserve land.

  Compared to this, private land is more laborious, because there is no plow stick to plow the ground, so you have to plan it yourself with a pickaxe.

   It took Xu Shiyan more than three days to plant half an acre of land in Xu's family, but it was planted anyway.

  No way, one person is digging the ground to dig furrows, and digging and planting, it's too grindy to go back and forth.

   Millet, millet, and two rows of red beans were planted.

  The place is small, so I can only grow a little of everything, so that I don’t have to worry about eating at home, otherwise I won’t have a place to buy.

  Xu’s private plot is in Xiaonangou, also south of Paotai Mountain, farther than Datian of the Second Brigade, and close to the root of the mountain.

   After finishing his work, Xu Shiyan saw that it was still early, so he went into the woods to pick big leaf celery.

  In the spring season, every household is short of vegetables to eat, and has no choice but to go to the mountains to collect wild vegetables.

  In the first ten days of May, all kinds of wild vegetables in the mountains are in good season, such as big leaf celery, Yaneryi, Huazijian, mountain millet, mountain spinach, etc., can be eaten.

   Among them, Dayeqin is the most popular.

  Else celery, also called mountain celery, is a perennial herb, clustered, with turquoise or lavender stems.

  The leaves are three obovate compound leaves, the back of the leaf is bright, and there are small white flowers, which are very similar to the flowers of celery, and the celery has a very special aroma.

   Celery can be fried, mixed, or dipped in sauce. The best thing is to make dumplings.

  Before Xu Shiyan was reborn, all kinds of wild vegetables had become pure natural and pollution-free green food.

  Every spring, there are piles of wild vegetables in the market, and the big leaf celery costs more than ten yuan a catty.

  Even so, many people bought it.

   Moreover, some people regard wild vegetables as good gifts for relatives and friends.

  At this time of the year, you can either buy or go up to the mountains to get some wild vegetables such as celery and send them to relatives and friends far away.

  At that time, the express delivery industry was developed, fresh food arrived within two days, and people from far away could taste the delicacy of Northeast China.

  But right now, eating wild vegetables is just a choice of desperation.

  Who let there be nothing but green onions and leeks in the vegetable garden? What else can you eat without wild vegetables?

  The dried vegetables in the autumn have been eaten up, and the potatoes are sprouting and growing, who dares to eat them?

  No one can stand pickled vegetables and scallions dipped in miso all day long. Who doesn’t get red-eyed when they see wild vegetables?

  In this season, the weeds in the forest are growing wildly, and the little purple, white, and yellow flowers in the forest are swaying in the wind.

  The young leaves on the branches have just spit out new green, and they have not yet fully unfolded. There are still some yellow-backed shoots, and the breath of spring is everywhere.

  I don’t know what kind of bird it is in the forest. It is singing on the branches, and the chirping is quite pleasant.

  On the hillside in the distance, the pink azaleas are just in bloom, bright and moving, as bright as clouds.

  Xu Shiyan was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, he just lowered his head and searched among the trees.

   Sure enough, not too far into the forest, there are several mounds of big leaf celery in front.

  In this day and age, everyone has no choice but to go to the mountains to collect a few vegetables and eat them at home. No one makes money by selling celery.

  So the wild vegetables have not been crushed yet, they are all very thick.

   Waiting for another 30 years, there are more people collecting vegetables on the mountain than vegetables, and the vegetables are as thin as thread, and they are all single.

  Pull the grass around the celery to the side with your hands, then grab the root, shake it from side to side and pull it down vigorously, and you will get a handful of celery.

   After two or three pierces were squeezed over, I couldn't hold it in my hand.

   Pick up a piece of bark at random, or find a rasp grass from the ground, also called elderberry or pencil grass, tie up the celeriac, throw it in the bag with rice, and move on.

  Xu Shiyan was walking forward with his head down, when suddenly a big bird flew up from the grass in front of him.

  Xu Shiyan saw the feather and knew it was a hen.

  Most pheasants build nests in bushes or grass. This is the time when pheasants lay eggs and hatch chicks.

   It is estimated that Xu Shiyan came over to pick up the vegetables and surprised the hen pheasant in the nest, so he flew away with a flutter.

  Xu Shiyan walked quickly to the grass where the pheasant flew up, searched carefully nearby, and found a nest.

   Inside lay six or seven wild eggs with light green shells that were a circle smaller than domestic eggs.

  The pheasant has already flown away and can’t be caught. It’s not winter and it’s not easy to catch the pheasant, so let’s just take the eggs away, anyway, the pheasant will lay eggs again.

  Xu Shiyan was not polite, he just picked up the eggs and put them in his pocket.

   Picked up seven wild eggs, and walked forward to pick up a few handfuls of celery, the slanted pocket couldn't hold anything.

  Xu Shiyan had no choice but to walk back, but after walking a few steps, he saw a tuft of grass in front of him.

  The grass is very similar to clover, but much shorter, with tender reddish stems, slightly transparent in the sun.

  Three small triangular leaves, a bit like a **** for shoveling the ground.

  This kind of grass is called sour **** board by the locals. The whole plant is edible. It tastes sour and sweet, and children like it very much.

  Xu Shiyan squatted down, picked off the bunch of sour **** boards, and brought them back to Lao Liu to eat.

  That girl loved eating these things since she was a child, and she hasn't changed since she grew up.

   Walking a few steps forward, I saw a few more clusters. Xu Shiyan didn't care about those, and took them off, carefully putting them in his pocket.

  Going into the mountain was quite rewarding, so Xu Shiyan went down the mountain with his bag on his back and went home contentedly.

  When Xu Shiyan came home, he found that Xu Shiqin was also at home, and he couldn't help being a little surprised, "Why do you leave work so early today?"

  Xu Shiyan remembered that it was almost six o'clock when the sixth child returned home, but it was only five o'clock, why did he go home?

   "Third brother, I have been back at this time for several days. The shop is not busy, so the master asked me to go home early.

   You've been busy all day long and didn't come home until late, so I don't know. "

  Xu Shiqin held a small dress in his hand, and was sewing it stitch by stitch. You don't need to look to know that it was made for that little fellow Xu Haiyuan.

  Su Anying's milk is good, that kid Xu Haiyuan was born fat, and he has grown a lot these days, and the clothes he originally made are all too small.

  When Zhou Guilan and Su Anying were making clothes, they had leftover hair.

  But no one thought that the child would be so fat when he was born, grow so fast, and the clothes would not be big enough, so he would have nothing to wear right now.

  Xu Shiqin took a torn dress from Su Anying, and cut it to make a small set of clothes for her little nephew.

  It happened that the weather was hot, and the jacket and trousers couldn't be worn, so I simply made it single.

   "I forgot this morning. I knew I would take it to the store. There are sewing machines in the store. This stuff will make you bald after a few strokes."

  As Xu Shiqin said, he sewed the last few stitches, and then bit off the end of the thread.

  Xu Shiqin's words immediately reminded Xu Shiyan.

   "I remember I had a sewing ticket at home, and I bought a sewing machine when I had time, and it was convenient to use."

  When Xu Shiyan went to give Guo Shouye a gift a year ago, he got a stack of tickets, including a sewing ticket.

  At that time, I thought about moving. It was too troublesome to buy, and I was busy moving here, and Su Anying didn't know how to use it, so I forgot.