Song Tan Jishi

Wulei didn’t know anything. When he came back on a tricycle to pack his luggage, he heard the gossip relayed by Zhang Yanping—

 【The filial piety of the three children moved the heavens, and the old father's excrement spoon was filled】

Huh? ah! Ugh...fuck, that's exciting!

He stuffed the quilt roll into a plastic bag, glanced at the room where he lived with nostalgia, and then left with a belly full of sorrow.

Qiao Qiao had just laid out a piece of white rice paper. Seeing this, she asked curiously: "Hey, Brother Wu Lei, do you want to leave?"

 “It’s not like leaving.”

Wu Lei sighed: "I'm not your uncle. He insists that it's not suitable for me to live here. He keeps saying every day that he insists on moving me to the pasture... Isn't it the same no matter where I live?"

At my aunt’s house, it’s so convenient to get up early to eat!

 Zhang Yan said sincerely, of course it’s inappropriate!

 With your mind, it seems like there is no future in working part-time. Your parents have racked their brains to think of a way out for you!

 It’s great to raise cattle and sheep. You can earn more money while working leisurely, and you can also maintain your health. How comfortable it is!

Then you have to live here and have no way of watching the cattle and sheep in the pasture at night. Can you accumulate experience?

Young man, you still have to listen to your parents! Zhang Yanping is old-fashioned.

However, although Wu Lei is bad in every way, he has one advantage - that is, he mumbles and complains that he cannot understand, but it does not prevent him from being obedient and executing.

This was the case with Lili before, and now it is the same with his parents.

 Except for failing to meet the requirement of saving money, everything else has been done well. But it doesn't matter, the eldest aunt has saved a lot of money for him now.

Since June, I have received 2,000 yuan in my account every month. More than 10,000 yuan may sound like I can’t do much, but to live my life, I can save money one by one like this!

 Seeing my son come back now, I quickly helped pack his luggage. Such considerate motherly love!

The old mother hurriedly gave instructions:

“Hurry, it’s windy or sunny today, you can turn over the cow dung.”

Wulei said expressionlessly: "Oh."

　　Purveying cow dung is a low-tech job. The huge fermentation tank was divided into pieces, and each piece contained three days of cow dung.

He only needs to mix them with a shovel from front to back in turn, and it is best to sprinkle some rice husks in the middle...

Wu Lei put on leather overalls, the kind with boots, long rubber gloves, and put on his mask and hat... In fact, cow dung does not stink, but that area is full of fermentation tanks, and it is inevitable that there are other tanks. The ammonia gas rushes over, and the smell is picked up if you don't pay attention.

So after taking several lessons, he has now learned to be fully armed.

He couldn't figure out what to learn from this - this cow dung was much less nutritious than chicken dung and sheep dung, and it couldn't be fermented into pellets like they did and then sold out, which meant there was no profit point. At most, it could be brought home. Ferment and ferment, then go back to the fields to improve the soil.

 After all, it has a lot of fiber!

Failing that, I heard that this thing can raise earthworms - for example, he can see an earthworm now when he turns it over.

The ones that were first saved are now completely dry, and they have to push a bucket truck over later, and then load the sacks into sacks and pile them up again.

It will be much more convenient to wait until spring to apply base fertilizer.

While he was thinking about it, he saw his father Wu Chenghai pushing a bucket truck over, which was full of fresh, wet cow dung. When the weather gets cold, the cows don’t like to go out. They only walk outside the pasture twice a day and spend the rest of the time in the cowshed.

Compared with having to push a bucket, carry baskets, and shovel around the entire playground in the autumn, the cow dung is easier to clean now.

Wulei couldn't understand: "Why didn't the cow dung just come out?"

They plowed and dried the cattle here, and had to pack them. After the road was built, a boss heard that cattle were raised here and called him to ask. One ton can be sold for several hundred.

 Isn’t it easier to worry than this?

 “What do you know? You don’t farm.” Wu Chenghai was used to his son being out of tune, so now he said to him:

"You don't even farm, so don't blindly speculate on the experience of other farmers... How do you know how difficult it is to raise the land? This cow dung is great for raising the land."

 Looking back, there are so many large areas of land on Tantan Mountain that have to be covered with cow dung before they can be planted!

The barren hills were all dug out of shrubs and rocks to grow vegetables. The vegetables grew well in the first year of this year because there was still fertility in the soil.

 But it won’t work if you plant continuously. No matter how fertile the land is, it can’t withstand such consumption. Otherwise, why would our ancestors have invented ridge farming thousands of years ago?

This cow dung can be sold for several hundred per ton, but when it comes to buying fertilizer, the price is different.

This silly son only knows that he works hard, so how can he do anything for free?

But then I thought about it, it’s better to practice and practice.

I have learned the skill of raising cattle here, and I will raise a few cows next year. The cow dung I save can be used to put in my own vegetable garden. How great!

He hurriedly emptied the cart of cow dung, but turned around and there was still sheep dung to collect, so he quickly turned back to the sheepfold.

　Dozens of cows shovel a lot of cow dung in the past two or three months!

There are already some fermented ones piled up in the warehouse, but Wu Lei still turned over them for several hours, and he was so tired that his back ached.

However, the old mother here did not let him go. At this moment, she was standing over the sheep dung fermentation tank and called:

"Are you done? Come here and take a breather. This pile should be fermented today."

There is not that much sheep manure, and after many days of accumulation, there are only a few piles. Today's pile was obviously just put together.

At this moment, his mother is carrying a bucket, which is full of brown sugar water that has been stirred evenly, and then pours the brown sugar water into a large watering can.

At the same time, he directed his son: "Hurry up and spread all the fermentation bacteria. Spread evenly."

Then he asked him: "Wait a minute for that water and then mix it with sediment!"

Wulei walked over resignedly, sprinkled large amounts of fermentation bacteria into it, and waited for his mother to slowly pour the water from the watering can onto the piece of sheep manure.

The sheep manure that had been gradually drying out became moist again, soaking the land with wet red water. He couldn't help but sigh:

“Mom, you can do the fetching of water yourself, why did you call me?”

The mother was not happy: "I want to tell you to take a break because I see you being stupid! I thought you would shovel cow dung here for so long, so I can just mix the sheep dung... It seems like you Still not tired.”

After she said that, she stood up without waiting for Wu Lei to retort: ​​"Okay, okay, then you can continue to read! Oh, it's better for you young people, my body is not good at doing this kind of work..."

As I said this, you were still working in the vegetable garden with a big **** in the summer!

Wulei held the shovel and sighed silently.

 Update 2, good night. I went to save my manuscripts.

I thought no one had written, but I didn’t expect that they had already calculated their vacation days and were saving them silently. I cried and went to write...

 There are still 36,000 words left. Hold yourself tight.