Traveling through the famine years with the system to raise cubs

The croaking ducklings were brought to the door of Mrs. Lightning's house by Jiang Ling. Mrs. Lightning immediately smiled when she saw the ducklings. She looked at Jiang Ling and asked, "This duckling is bigger than the previous ones!"

"Yes, I was worried that the ducklings hadn't grown up when it was cold, so I picked some big ones and bought them for you. Miss Lightning, you don't think I'm making my own decisions!" Jiang Ling replied without hiding road.

"Hey, if this is the case, you must have bought a bigger one for the sake of it! What's more, the bigger one is easy to feed, otherwise it will be a waste of money if you die!" Lightning Girl joked with narrowed eyes

Then Jiang Ling put the cotton seeds in the back basket in the hands of Lightning Lady and counted to Lightning Lady: "Lightning Lady, these are cotton seeds. You should hurry up and plant them, and you will be able to harvest them in about fifty or sixty days!"

After hearing this, Lady Lightning carefully put the seeds in her bosom as if she had found a treasure, and nodded repeatedly: "Aunt Jiang, don't worry, I will ask my man to plant these cotton seeds tomorrow."

Jiang Ling nodded without saying anything, and walked towards her new house.

On the way, he happened to pass by his own field. Jiang Ling recently took Jiang Yaojie to do business, and Jiang Wenxi was sent to the martial arts gym. Jiang Suhe and Jiang Zhishan basically took care of the field at home.

The rise of cotton is very good. Of course, this is also thanks to Jiang Ling who buys some modern fertilizer from time to time and throws it in the field when no one is around.

"Jiang Shi, the growth rate of the things in your field looks pretty good!" The village chief said slowly, smoking a pipe from the other side.

Jiang Ling looked at his cotton field. The cotton was already in the budding stage, and flower buds about 3 mm appeared in the upper leaf axils of the cotton plants.After a while, it will be the flowering and boll period. At that time, the flower buds will gradually change lanes, and the cotton will be harvested in the final boll opening period.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingxin relaxed a little. According to her calculation of the cotton in her field, as long as there were no accidents, before the cold winter came, she and her children could wear winter clothes with duck down and cotton.

"Village chief, do you want to consider calling on the villagers to plant some cotton as well? The cotton may not be mature in winter, but some cotton can be harvested!" Jiang Ling suggested.

"Hmm... that's a really good idea! In the evening, I'll let everyone go to the ancestral hall and let me talk about it!" The village chief nodded and said.

After exchanging a few words with the village chief, Jiang Ling walked towards his new house. Due to the addition of new labor force, the speed of adobe building was significantly accelerated. One of the men stopped working and asked: "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?" Who is going to install this beam for you?"

The beams in the ancient houses have extremely important meanings, and some people even put forward the saying that "the roof has beams, the family has food, the roof has no beams, and the six animals are not prosperous", and there were strict choices for beams and wood in ancient times. , It must be a round and straight beam, not skewed, so that such a beam can be used as the upper beam.

You have to choose an auspicious day to go up the beam, and then the carpenter bows to the beam tree and says:

"This beam is very unusual. The pillars are on the house, stable and stable, the red star shines brightly, and the gold and jade are resplendent. The family is auspicious, the population is prosperous, the elderly live longer, and the life is longer than the hills; the young are happy, and the orchids and osmanthus are flourishing. The officials are prosperous. Ascend, the bird soars high; the scholar prospers, and the sky rises. All the best, good luck and prosperity."

After the carpenter stated He Liang's words, he had to follow the rules and asked the owner for a cup of clean water, drank it in his mouth, sprayed it on the beam tree, and said:

"Looking at one side, the heavens and the earth are opened up, the days are good and the days are good, the emperor's descendants build a splendid hall, and live in a suitable place, the evil spirits abdicate, and the evil spirits hide. Here to accompany the Liang, will always be prosperous.

Just when Jiang Ling couldn't make up his mind on who to put on the beam, Zhao Erling's daughter-in-law at the side said, "Sister-in-law, I think the village head is the most suitable for this job!"

"The village head is the best carpenter in our village, and the village head's family is harmonious and happy, and his descendants are virtuous and filial. I think it's very good to use such a person as the top beam!"

The words of Zhao Erleng's daughter-in-law reminded Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling nodded in agreement. After explaining a few words to Zhao Erleng's daughter-in-law, she walked towards her field. In or not.

Sure enough, the village head was squatting beside her field, studying Jiang Ling's cotton.

The ancient people, especially the peasants who depended on the sky for food, their first choice when they were working must be food, and things like cotton, which can only be used by upper-class people to keep out the cold, were not considered by them at all.

So Jiang Ling was the first person to plant cotton in Lujia Village. The village chief has lived for more than 50 years, and he has never seen cotton in the wheat field. Carefully looking at the tender green buds in front of you.

He was very curious, could this green thing grow into white cotton?

Before he could think about this question, Jiang Ling walked slowly behind the village head, and she tried to suppress her voice and whispered: "Village head, what are you looking at?"

The village head was still taken aback. He coughed hard a few times and asked Jiang Ling with a seemingly normal expression: "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

"Eh..." This sentence was a little awkward, and Jiang Ling didn't know how to answer for a while.

She turned her eyes and went straight to the topic: "Village Chief, our new house needs you to install the beams, can you agree to this matter?"

"Shangliang? Mrs. Jiang, are you... are you sure you want me?" The village chief was a little surprised when he heard this. He stared at Jiang Ling with slightly cloudy eyes.

"Yes, the village chief, you have the best carpentry skills in our village. You must be able to choose the best beam for our family, and your family is famous for being harmonious and happy. You must be the best. Candidate!" Jiang Ling repeated what Zhao Erleng's daughter-in-law had said.

The village chief was very surprised when he heard it. He probably never thought that Jiang Ling would say such a thing. He raised the dry tobacco in his hand, took a deep breath and said to Jiang Ling: "Okay, Mrs. Jiang, how can you think so highly of the old man? , I will definitely do this well!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ling took out the one tael of silver she had prepared just now and said to the village chief, "This is the money from the beam. I will give it to you after the wedding money on the day of the beam!"

"You don't want it! This tael is too much money! Jiang Shi, it's not easy for you to take care of the child by yourself. You should keep the money yourself. It's available in the wood forest, and it won't take too much time to do it! "The village chief put the silver in Jiang Ling's hand again and said.

Jiang Ling shook her head stubbornly, put the money back again, and said to the village chief: "Village chief, don't shirk! Take this money!"

Without waiting for the village chief to say anything, Jiang Ling turned around and ran away. While running, he felt that the village chief was really nice, and he refused to take money every time he worked.

However, what Jiang Ling didn't know was that the village chief looked at Jiang Ling's disappearing back, put the silver in his arms and sighed helplessly: "People with foreign surnames are always so born!"