Chapter 214: Planting Trees Again

In fact, he was very happy, Xiao Yue rarely took the initiative to ask him to do anything. Now he's being asked to do things, and it's an indescribable wonder, like he's recognized, well, that's it.

After lunch, Xiao Qingyue and He Jinhuai divided their labor.

Mo Bao didn't follow He Jinhuai, but followed Xiao Qingyue, chattering along the way.

A total of half an acre of land, sprinkled up only half an hour, after finishing and Yuan Bao one person brought two buckets of water, waiting for the sand to cover, and then poured water to finish.

However, the fine sand is not easy to do, half a basin is easy to find, and it is difficult to get a car, and it is a little late for He Jinhuai to come back, which he bought in the town and others.

"We don't produce fine sand, we have to go to the big people's houses to find it."

Because I came back late, I explained.

"I know, I didn't expect you to come back late."

Mo Bao snorted on the side.

"What are you?" Xiao Qingyue asked him suspiciously.

Mo Bao nodded at her and then at his uncle and said, "My uncle didn't say it clearly, you know that my uncle is explaining, this is called, what is this called?" ”

He scratched his head, cursed in his heart, and couldn't remember words at the critical moment.

"It's called heart-to-heart communication, stupid!" He Jinhuai said and tugged at his little chirp.

"Yes, yes, that's it, hehe."

Xiao Qingyue smiled, "Your uncle and nephew, it's okay!" ”

After speaking, he said, "Come and help make fine sand, this fine sand should be covered on top, don't cover too thick, just a thin layer." ”

"Oh."

He Jinhuai stuffed his clothes and robes around his waist, and then shoveled the sand into the bamboo basket and moved it to the field, covering it little by little.

He covered the sand, she poured water, and a small baby next to him became a landscape idyll.

When it was dark, the sand was covered with water and filled with water, and Meng Shi, who saw that several people had not returned, came to find him.

"Are you done?"

"I'm done, I'll go back."

"Let's go, then." Meng Shi smiled and said, "Qing Dao and the people went to the river to catch fish in the afternoon, and sent two of them, and I cooked fish soup and waited for you to go back and drink." ”

Xiao Qingyue asked casually, "Why does he have time to catch fish?" His family doesn't grow wheat anymore? ”

"There are several members of his family, and those acres of land have already been planted."

"Oh."

As he spoke, Yuan Bao He Jinhuai had already put the tools on the mule cart, and the group went home.

After the cumin is planted, the perilla is planted again, and the perilla has to dig a pit like corn, plant it, bury it in the soil, and then water it.

After the perilla was finished, it was fennel angelica again, and after a few days, her thyme seedlings were almost long and ready to be transplanted.

These thyme seedlings are still owned by two families, some of them are for Ermao, and a brother of Ermao followed He Jinhuai to Fucheng, and also bought seeds by the way, and Ermao's family did not know how to raise seedlings, so they brought it to Xiao Qingyue to help get it.

On the morning of this day, the Ermao brothers came to pick up the seedlings and leave, and in the afternoon, Xiao Qingyue dug out the remaining seedlings and prepared to take people to plant.

However, before leaving, the father and son of Heli Chang and Mobao came together, and Mobao still carried pen and ink in his hand.

"Uncle Lieutenant, what are you doing here?"

He Li waved his hand, "It's not a big deal, it's just that we will start planting trees tomorrow, ask who is going to your house?" ”

Most of the firewood burned on the kang in winter in Jiangbei comes from the rivers and mountains, and the rivers and mountains run through two or three nearby prefectures for a long time, but Rao is no matter how big it is, it can't withstand cutting every year, because since ten years ago, the government has ordered that trees should be planted on the rivers and mountains every spring, and how many were cut in the previous year, and how many should be made up in the spring of the second year.