Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

After taking a nap for half an hour, Yan Xia woke up her four children and went to the foot of the mountain to collect fallen leaves and dead branches and burn them to ashes. There was no straw at this time, which is usually found after the autumn harvest. This item could only be subtracted, but Where should she get fertilizer?

Every family in the village has its own hut.

Shit and urine are more important than life.

After all, the crops in the field depend on these fertilizers.

This is a big deal about production.

correct!

She can go steal from the Chen family's land, and she and the children also share in the cesspit there. Why should she take advantage of the Chen family?

Yan Xia suddenly became enlightened.

She instigated her two sons to ask Aunt Zhao to borrow two dung buckets.

Pour the Chen family's farm fertilizer into the manure pit they just dug.

This back and forth directly reduces the fertilization time by one month.

Perfect.

At the end of the afternoon, around 4:30, at the edge of the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, Chen Jinfu put down the pole on his shoulder, and Chen Jinlu beside him was holding a wet excrement scoop in his hand. The two of them were sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Mom, there is only about half a bucket left in the Chen family's manure pit. Do you still have to pick out manure?" Chen Jinfu asked his mother.

"You were not seen by the villagers when you were stealing dung, right? Enough is enough. Just take these two buckets of dung and stir them. Don't pour them into the dung pit. Leave the rest for them. I can't do it for you mother." Not so cruel." Yan Xia looked at the manure pit full of farmyard manure and was very satisfied.

The shit-stealing duo have dark lines on their faces.

Mom, are you still being good after getting a bargain?...

But forget it in their minds, they dare not say it with their mouths.

"No, their farmland is not far from our wasteland, and the people in the village are all working and don't pay attention to us. Mom, are these two buckets of manure mixed with the plant ash? Mom, what are you doing? We I haven’t planted any vegetables, so how about fertilizing?”

Chen Jinfu finally expressed his doubts.

He really couldn't understand what his mother was doing.

"You silly boy, my mother knows more than you. How old are you? Just follow my mother's example. Don't ask any questions. You and Jin Lu dig a shallow pit, then pour the dung water and plant ash into it and stir it with a dung ladle. Let's let the manure bucket dry for three days together, and then return it to your Aunt Zhao. Your two sisters and I will go to the short mountain to dig for wild vegetables and fungi. Otherwise, we won't have anything to eat at night, such as sweet-scented osmanthus and wintersweet. Let’s go.”

After Yan Xia handed over his two sons, he took his two daughters and left together.

Osmanthus fragrans also held a basin in her hand, which Yan Xia asked her to take with her when she went out.

"Mom, you and your sister go dig wild vegetables. I'll go to the village and borrow an axe. We don't have bamboo baskets at home, which is very inconvenient. It happens that my eldest brother can weave bamboo baskets. I'll cut some bamboo and let him weave some for our family. , which saves you having to carry a wooden basin around."

"Okay, then be careful. If you can't chop it anymore, call your eldest brother or third brother to chop it."

"Hey, I got it, Mom."

After Osmanthus finished speaking, she handed the wooden basin in her hand to her sister Wintersweet and walked towards home.

Yan Xia took the wintersweet around and climbed to the other side of the short mountain. There was no land there, and there was a big river at the foot of the mountain. If he accidentally lost his footing, he would fall into the river, so this area was particularly humid. Is there anything wrong with it? Women and children from the village came to pick up fungi.

They came at dinner time and there was no one there.

The mother and daughter separated into two groups, their eyes scanning the ground like eagles.

"Mom! I picked up a mushroom, it's just not big. This one is very fresh. Can we use it to make soup for dinner tonight?" Lamei's surprised voice came from the side.

Yan Xia walked over and saw her daughter carefully holding an off-white mushroom in her right hand. It looked a bit like a small version of the modern Coprinus comatus, but she didn't know if it tasted similar.

If you cut this thing into thin slices and stir-fry it with pork belly, it will be so delicious that your tongue will devour it.

"That's awesome. Put it in a basin and we'll continue to look for it."

After a proper compliment, Lamei became even happier.

The thin girl scurried around like a monkey. In the end, it took half an hour for the mother and daughter to find only a dozen fungi. There were all kinds of fungi, but there was no big one.

It must have been picked up by the villagers.

"Okay, let's go back. It will get dark if we stay here any longer. Let's make soup with these mushrooms when we get back. There is no salt and it has no taste." Yan Xia smacked her lips. She would have known that when she left Chen's house, she would put all the soup in the kitchen. Just steal the salt shaker too.

Big loss.

"Mom, my daughter wants to ask you. Mom, didn't you say that stealing is wrong? Then why do you ask the eldest brother and the third brother to steal feces? Isn't this also stealing?" Lamei is ten years old and five years old. Long-term malnutrition has caused She looked like a twelve-year-old primary school student. At this time, she opened her innocent eyes and looked at her mother.

"Forehead..."

Yan Xia was embarrassed.

She seems to have lost her character, or something.

It is really difficult to educate children, and it is definitely not something that young girls like her can bear.

"Because we already have our share in the cesspit. Look, there are so many people in our family who have to poop and pee every day. The cesspool can accumulate to full and cannot be separated from us, so we take our own share. What's wrong with things?" Yan Xia racked her brains and finally found a word.

"But, Mom, dad's shirt money should also be ours. Why can't we ask for it?"

Lamei continued to ask.

"Do you think you can give us your milk? Asking her for a copper coin is like asking for her life. Forget it, Lamei. I don't want this anymore. It's just money. We can earn it by ourselves in the future. Mom and your father have divorced. Then you My father’s money will no longer belong to my mother, so go back and cook, my mother is a little hungry.”

Yan Xia quickly changed the topic. As expected, when eating was mentioned, Lamei instantly forgot what she wanted to say.

The mother and daughter rushed home quickly.

She met many villagers on the road, all of them looked at them, and some familiar ones greeted her. Yan Xia could only smile and nod in response to them.

His smiling face froze.

"Mom, Lamei, you are finally back. The sun has gone down. If I don't come back, I will still want to look for you." Jin Lu stepped forward and took the wooden basin from Lamei's hand.

"Mom, let me go wash this fungus." He took the wooden basin and prepared to go to the river to wash it off, and then come back with a basin of water.

"Go." Yan Xia responded.

In the dilapidated temple, Osmanthus was lighting a fire on the left side, and the eldest son was squatting by the fire and scraping off the bamboo coat with a sickle.

The temple was leaky and shabby, but the son and daughters were so well-behaved and had a lively look in their eyes, which made Yan Xia feel very warm.

It seems that this kind of life is quite good. Compared with her being alone in modern times, she only goes home to go to work and sleep. Her greatest pleasure is sitting in the square after get off work and watching free TV, and going to the supermarket to eat and try free food. Food.

At this time, most of Yan Xia's dissatisfaction with the system disappeared.