Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

In the memory of the original owner of this body, potatoes accompanied him almost throughout his childhood.

Steamed potatoes, boiled potatoes, shredded potatoes, potato cakes, potato soup, even his snack is baked potatoes.

Besides rice, his favorite food is also potatoes.

Winter in the Qinling Mountains is generally very cold, and there is no heating here, so every household will light a fire in winter. The most indispensable thing in the mountains is wood.

Whenever there was a fire at home, Luo Qiong would run to the cellar, pick up a small basket of potatoes, and throw it into the fire. Although there are many ways to eat potatoes, his favorite is baked potatoes.

To this day, Luo Qiong still remembers the time when his mother had just lit a fire and before the flames came up, he couldn't wait to pour a basket of potatoes into it. As a result, those potatoes directly put out the fire.

And of course he also got a complete childhood and had a meal of fried meat with bamboo whip.

But children always remember to eat and not fight. That lesson obviously did not leave a deep impression on him. In the future, whenever there was a fire, Luo Qiong would immediately run to the cellar, grab a few potatoes and throw them in In the fire, after it's cooked, I don't care whether it's hot or not, I just pick up the skin and gnaw it.

After removing the burnt skin from the roasted potatoes, there will be a very rich sweet aroma that makes people want to move their fingers.

After the outer skin is peeled off, the inner flesh will show a golden color, look rusty, and smell white. When you bite it, you will be hit by various tastes of sweet, fragrant, noodles, and glutinous. Taste buds.

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously, making people want to stop.

Thinking of the deliciousness of baked potatoes, Luo Qiong swallowed unconsciously, picked up the hoe and followed her parents towards the field.

Their land is also in the middle of a basin. The middle of the basin looks quite flat from a distance, but there is still a certain slope. The hard-working and smart ancestors built many stone ridges in the basin.

The land was flattened using the differences in the stone ridges, and terraces were built. It was these terraces that fed generations of people in Luojiawa.

It was still a bit cold in the early spring morning, but Luo Qiong had already adapted. He followed his parents through terraced fields, and finally stopped at the edge of the big lake.

Their land is close to Rihu Lake, and of course it is still some distance away from the lake.

Riyue Village is located at the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains. There is an obvious rainy season every year. When the rainy season comes, the lake water will rise and the low-lying areas on the shore will be submerged by the lake water.

Therefore, there is usually a buffer zone from the fields in the village to the lake.

In the 60s, the production team felt it was a pity that a large amount of fertile land around the lake could not be used, so they organized members to mine a large amount of stones at the foot of the surrounding mountains and built a long embankment along the lake.

When the rainy season comes, the area of ​​cultivated land is pushed forward by tens of meters due to the obstruction of the lake embankment.

Luo Qiong's land is close to the bottom of the lake. Most of the soil here is due to lake sedimentation and the silt brought by the creek.

The mountains around Riyue Village are all stone mountains. There is not much soil on the mountains. Most of these sediments are sand weathered from the rocks, and the soil is not fertile.

Therefore, it is not suitable for growing wheat, but it is most suitable for growing potatoes.

The soil suitable for growing potatoes is sandy soil that contains organic matter, is deep, and has good drainage and air permeability.

Therefore, this land is basically the Luo family's main potato production area every year. The potatoes grown in this land account for almost one-third of their family's food rations.

The area of ​​​​the land is not large, only about six cents. The current units of measurement for farmland in rural areas still use the calculation method of noon, mu, minute, and centimeter.

One hour is equal to 15 acres, one acre is equal to 10 cents of land, and one cent of land is equal to 10 cents of land.

How much is one acre of land? Converted into square meters, that is 666 square meters. That is, a piece of land that is 100 meters long and 6.66 meters wide. It should be more intuitive for everyone.

When it was still winter a year ago, Luo Ping'an found his uncle, Luo Qiong's grandfather, and plowed all the land here.

Because it was winter, and oxen were used to plow the land, the plowed land turned into lumps due to frost. Obviously, potatoes could not be grown in this situation.

So their task in the morning is to break up these lumps of soil with hoes.

As the weather gets warmer, the soil that was originally frozen solid slowly becomes softer. As long as you lift the hoe and tap it with the root of the hoe, it will soon turn back into soft soil.

Luo Qiong had done this job a lot when he was a child, so there was no need for Luo Ping'an to teach him. After entering the field, he found an area by himself, picked up the hoe, and started hammering.

At the beginning of the period, I saw the lumps of earth being crushed under my hoe. It was quite a stress-relieving and addictive feeling.

It feels like he has become a martial arts master. His inner strength is so deep that as long as these lumps of earth are hit by him, they will immediately be shattered into pieces.

Therefore, Luo Qiong also felt very happy at the beginning.

But after playing for half an hour, he felt a little uncomfortable. On the one hand, repeating the same movements for a long time gradually changed from excitement to numbness.

On the other hand, because I haven’t worked for a long time, I can’t keep up with my physical strength.

So half an hour later, Luo Qiong felt that the hoe in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the hand he wielded the hoe became more and more sore.

"Are you going to be unable to hold on?"

In the morning, I vowed to ask my father to work in the fields, but now it has only been half an hour and I can't insist on it. How can this be done?

Thinking of this, Luo Qiong gritted his teeth again and persisted with his perseverance.

More than ten minutes passed like this, and Luo Qiong felt that his hands had become numb, and the hoe he was wielding had lost its initial strength. The lumps of soil that could have been broken in one stroke now actually required three or four blows.

After nearly an hour of labor, he also felt that his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

At this time, Luo Ping'an and his wife were also paying attention to Luo Qiong's condition. Within half an hour, they noticed that Luo Qiong had reached his limit.

What they didn't expect was that the child didn't even complain and persisted until now.

Luo Ping'an also looked at his son with approval.

"Kailai Erwazi's exercise during this period is still effective. I still remember that when he first recovered from his serious illness, he was out of breath even after walking a few steps. Now he can actually stay in pain for such a long time."

"This boy is worthy of being my son, Luo Pingan, and he is a child who can endure hardships."

"Endure hardship, endure hardship. Do you want your child to endure hardship all his life like you? My son wants to study and become a high official. Even if I am exhausted, I still have to let him study."

He Fanghua heard her husband's words and glared at him angrily.

"Well, there is a lot of wasteland in the village now. I will find someone to rent a few acres of land later. We will work hard for a few more years and try to let the second son go to college. In the future, he will eat commercial food. He can't be like us."

The two couples spoke in low voices, and they were far away from Luo Qiong, so Luo Qiong didn't hear them. And even if they were talking in front of him now, he probably wouldn't have the energy to listen.

At this time, he only felt that the hoe in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and he had to use all his strength every time he lifted it.

"Erwazi, you take a break. Your mother and I will go back and get the potato seeds and fertilizer. This is all you have left. You take a break and work on it."

Luo Qiong was at the end of his strength at this moment and responded vaguely. After seeing his parents walking away, he sat down on the ground.

He gasped for breath, and his arms were drooped and could no longer be lifted up.