Chapter 152: Farm Work Never Ends

Chapter 152 152. Farm work never ends

In a hurry, Mao Li didn't care to check the time, so she quickly took out a piece of cardboard, put all the lettuce shreds on it, and put it on the windowsill.

Wait for the night breeze to blow, let it cool, and then take it out to bask in the sun tomorrow.

However, this person had just entered the kitchen to put away dinner. Not long after, the door opened and his son Song Xuehai was soaked like a drowned rat.

"This heavy rain came too fast."

It was crackling as soon as he got out of the car. He closed the door and ran all the way back, soaking wet all over. At this moment, he hurried back to the room and was about to change clothes. However, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly:

"Mom, I sent you a message this afternoon to close the window. Why didn't you close it? The bay window is covered with rainwater."

As for the shredded lettuce that I had put away all afternoon - come on, don't look at it, the cardboard underneath is soaked and soaked.

Mao Li looked at the news she had missed and felt like she couldn't catch a breath.

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Song Tan didn't know that her aunt's blood pressure was three liters a day and her life was so exciting.

But she thought about it as she should have gone back, turned the steering wheel, and turned directly into the mall.

Since you plan to do live broadcasts frequently in the future, you have to buy a mobile phone specifically for live broadcasts. Otherwise, Qiao Qiao would always hold her mobile phone, which would easily delay things.

Next, my dear brother has been doing well recently. Buy a tablet and go back to watch cartoons for him!

Alas, I also said that I would take him to the amusement park in time. Now that I look at my schedule, I really think that farm work is easy.

Just after paying the money, Song Sancheng called again: "Tan Tan. When you come back, go to the building materials market to buy some colored steel tiles. Grandpa You and I are building a stove. We need to build a stove for this stove." Come out of the shed."

Otherwise, it would be really troublesome if it rains and winds.

This so-called color steel tile is an economical and practical material that is now popular after the elimination of asbestos tiles. In fact, the width is about one meter and the length depends on personal needs.

One piece is not expensive at all, the most basic ordinary size one costs twenty or thirty yuan.

Nowadays, it is quite suitable to build a shed for transition.

It’s just this money... When I bought the mobile phone and tablet, I paid a little extra, and when I bought the colored steel tiles... Come on, it’s all a day’s work!

She thought of her debt and got into the car sadly.

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When I got home, I saw that Song Sancheng had already built a simple shed close to the courtyard wall.

The top of the shed is bare, but the large red brick stove in the middle of the shed is particularly eye-catching.

Nothing else, just like this, the whole yard became more and more cramped and ugly, with no plan at all.

What can Song Tan do? A penny can stump a heroic man.

Song Sancheng was helping to build a wooden shelf nearby to put his oil, salt, sauce and vinegar ingredients and chopping boards for the seventh cousin.

Song Youde took the time to fill his cigarette rod with a handful of tobacco leaves: "Tan Tan, what are you going to plant in those fields in the back mountain? That land has been deserted for many years. Now that you have tidied it up, you can see that it is not fertile."

The total land there is only three acres. Song Tan thought about it:

There is no shortage of food. Then...

"Soybeans, sesame seeds and sweet potatoes are all eaten at home. It's better to grow them yourself."

When it comes to sweet potatoes, it's hard for Song Youde to have a good impression, but he also knows that young people like them quite a lot now. At the moment, he only thinks about:

"Then I have to think about which sweet potatoes in the village have the best taste. When the time comes, you can buy them according to this variety."

After I bought it, the land has been cleared anyway, so I just need to build a few ridges to grow the sweet potato seedlings and plant them in them.

Anyway, the sweet potatoes are about to sprout this season, so just cut them with the top sprouts to show the freshness to your children.

Song Tan nodded, and then remembered something: "By the way, grandpa will leave some time for Qiao Qiao to plant corn."

Qiao Qiao, a silly kid, is the only one who knows how to grow. What if he is not given some room to develop?

What is there about this land?

Song Youde thought about it: Since he said he wanted to grow corn, it would be enough to have half of the sweet potatoes and half of the corn. Speaking of which, corn can also be used to feed chickens. Anyway, it is better than growing sweet potatoes.

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and Song Tan only had time to fasten the colored steel tiles he brought back one by one. He took a look at the sky while getting down from the ladder. It was estimated that it would rain heavily today.

"It's also strange," Song Youde nodded and smiled:

"God is taking care of you. It usually doesn't rain so heavily during Qingming Festival. How can we water the seedlings that were sprinkled yesterday? We need a heavy rain from God. If they are watered thoroughly, they should germinate. It will sprout in two days.”

Song Sancheng also became happy: "But the rain must not be too heavy, otherwise all the seeds will be washed out, and the magpies will go to the fields to eat again."

Song Tan's face froze.

The grasshoppers and bugs in the purple milkvetch field made the chickens roll their eyes.

Now that the seeds have just been sown, we must be on guard against those flying in the sky. No matter how much spiritual energy attracts them, no amount of seeds will be enough for them to eat.

Alas, I only have so much spiritual energy on hand, and I still have to go to the chestnut forest at night to soak up the rain and dew. Day after day, nothing is left.

It turns out that in the world of cultivation, formations can be set up whether it is to promote the birth of spirits or to repel insects and birds.

But now that the world has changed, what kind of formation will she use?

I can only ask Old Man Li to stay rooted in the fields and chase birds away every day.

As for the bugs... I can only wait until the seedlings grow bigger and use spiritual energy to shock them.

Thinking about it, the workload is really getting bigger and bigger.

But how can farm work be just this?

I saw the seventh cousin coming back from the back mountain. He looked at the pears that Song Tan bought again and again, and finally nodded to show his satisfaction.

Then he couldn't wait to ask her: "Your pigs are all raised in the back mountain. When will you open the pig pen and let them run on the mountain?" That's when the meat is delicious.

Song Tan thought about it and it was about time. The piglets are now strong and healthy. They can run more, eat, drink and sleep. They can contribute by the end of the year.

But...

"Don't worry, Uncle Qi, the iron net on my back mountain hasn't been completely sealed yet. Aren't I waiting to send it over with Taolin's?"

"What other nets do you need?" Uncle Qi didn't care:

"Qiao Qiao took me to the back mountain to see Da Wang. He's a good dog. With him, you can't lose the pigs whether you install the iron net or not!"

"Besides, dogs on the grassland can herd sheep, and they can herd a large group at a time. Your Da Wang is so big, but he can't herd five pigs?"

Uncle Qi is also good at using his mobile phone. The sheepdogs herding sheep on the Internet are so smart!

He also saw Da Wang, how big he is! It's a pity not to raise pigs for such a good breed.

Song Tan was dumbfounded: Da Wang was not a security guard originally...

But after thinking about it, Uncle Qi's suggestion is not impossible. Now it's okay to raise five pigs in the back mountain of his own home.

If there are more in the future, will they be fenced off on all sides?

It would be better to train the king to feed the pigs while the pigs are still small... No, let the pigs go!