My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 230 Confinement

   After taking Wang Susu and the children home, Chen Ling watched his wife and children happily for a long time, and then got busy with the **** and wheat harvesting.

  The weather in June is fickle, maybe it will rain when, so I quickly collect the things in the field and feel at ease.

   So on the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, Weng and husband-in-law got up early, took advantage of the cool weather in the morning, called up the people they knew well, and went down to the ground.

At this time, it was dawn, and before the families had breakfast, they got up from the bed when they heard Chen Ling coming to the house to call for someone. They were also cleaned up. There were little children at home, and they helped to get into the car, and a large group of people slaughtered outside the village.

   It’s just that there are not many ox carts and donkey carts in the village.

  Chen Ling drove the tractor of the brigade over again.

  The wheat and rapeseed at home this year are about 10 mu, and the rapeseed is slightly less.

  These 20 acres of things, Chen Lingweng's husband and two are exhausted, they can't keep them in the house in good condition, and they can't do it without asking someone to help.

   After being reminded by the old man who returned to the village last time, he greeted people early, but he was worried that no one would be found by the time of harvest.

   So many people came today.

   For example, in Wang Lixian’s house, except for Aunt Wang, who didn’t come, everyone else came.

  More people are better than fewer people.

  The more people there are, the faster you can work, and the more lively you can talk and laugh.

   "We still have to cut the wheat first. The rapeseed stalks are damp in the morning, and it is much more laborious to cut than the wheat stalks."

  Chen Dazhi stood on the ridge with a cigarette in his mouth, with one hand on his hips, he moved the messy rapeseed twice with the other, and said.

   "Then we will cut the wheat first. There are many people here, so we can work fast. It's the same as cutting everything first." Chen Ling smiled, jumped off the tractor, put down the baffle of the rear bucket, and began to pack up the farm implements.

   was cleaning up when Liu Nier ran up to him, holding up a small sickle and smiling: "Uncle Fugui, do you think my small sickle looks good?"

   "Yo, this little sickle is really not bad, who made it for you?"

   "I got it for you to help you harvest wheat."

   Liu Nier smiled naively.

   "Okay, good boy, when you are in the second grade, you are sensible. You know you are here to help your uncle."

   "Uncle Fugui, I help you harvest wheat, can you drive a tractor and carry me for two laps?"

   "You boy, I knew you were not at ease. I'll work hard later, let alone carry you. Uncle will directly teach you to drive a tractor next year."

   "Wow, really? Da, Uncle Fugui said he would teach me to drive a tractor next year."

   "Got it, what to shout, I'll help your uncle work hard today."

   "Well, I'll definitely do a good job."

   "Hurry up and ask your mother to put on sleeves for you and tie up your trouser legs. You're about to go down."

   Today, it's not just a little boy from Liu Ni'er, Yuqiang's family, Wang Lishan's family, and a whole bunch of people just like the baby army.

   Follow the adults in the wheat fields to live happily.

   The weather is also cool at this time, and the wheat is harvested very quickly.

Harvesting wheat is an uncompromising physical activity. You have to bend your body deeply towards the ears of wheat, hold the wheat in your hand, wave the sharpened sickle in your hand, stick to the ground, and hold the arm of the sickle handle back. Pulling violently, the yellow wheat fell clumps under the sickle and lay up neatly.

  Chen Ling's speed in mowing the wheat was extremely fast, which was very staggering at first. Everyone said that he was similar to Yang Gangdan in Yangtugou.

   But when he bales the harvested wheat, it's amazing.

   Damn, not at all.

   Looking at others while harvesting, "winding" at the same time, it is very easy to tie up.

Pull up four or five straws, twist and twist, then stretch and pull under a bunch of cut straws, put your knees on top of them, tighten your hands, gently circle them a few times and then say goodbye, the wheat will be ready. Bundled, looks like playing.

  Chen Ling tried to bundle two bunches of wheat, but what happened was wrong. Either the bundles were too small or the bundles were not strong. When he reached out and lifted them, the whole bundle of wheat was scattered on the ground.

   So, even though he is familiar with farm work now, most of the work he has mastered is physical work.

   bundling wheat is not for him.

   "If you are rich and noble, just harvest the wheat, and after the harvesting, let Da Nier and the others wrap it up for you."

   Wang Lixian was speechless, and said to his daughters, "Don't cut it, just follow your rich and noble uncle and help him bind."

   Wang Cunye saw it and said, "You're quick to harvest wheat, so you can just harvest wheat."

Chen Ling laughed twice, very embarrassed, but didn't say much, and continued to devote himself to the great business of harvesting wheat. Compared with bundling wheat, this one worked faster. The guy waved his sickle, and the surrounding wheat Swish, swish, and fell directly.

   Big Ni'er led Er Ni'er and Si Ni'er to bundle up behind him, but he couldn't keep up and was dropped so far.

  Wang Cunye saw this and had no choice but to follow behind Chen Ling to help.

  As the sun slowly rose, the wheat fell piece by piece, and bundles of wheat were piled neatly in the wheat field. Everyone finally felt the heat and began to sweat.

   It was almost nine o'clock when Wang Zhenzhen came over in an ox cart and brought them breakfast before they stopped to rest for a while.

   Rest for half an hour, then get up and continue to work.

It's just that the little dolls are not qualitative in their work. The more they go to the depths of the wheat field to harvest, the more small animals such as pheasants and rabbits are hidden inside. Suddenly flying up, how could they resist this temptation, throw down the sickle, shout and run after it.

In the end, only Liu Nier was thinking about what Chen Ling taught him to drive a tractor next year, so she insisted not to look at those lively pheasants, rabbits, quails, and let others tease him. work.

The    made everyone laugh non-stop, and they all told Chen Ling to stop hanging the doll, and then drive the tractor to carry Liu Nier for two laps.

  Chen Ling was also afraid that he would be too tired, so he called the baby, let him sit on his side, and drove the tractor into the wheat field.

While    was driving, everyone held bundles of wheat and threw them onto the bucket of the car.

   After two days of work, the wheat and rapeseed were all harvested.

  Due to the late planting, Chen Ling did not specially use spiritual water for watering, and the growth of wheat and **** has always been ordinary.

   The output may not be too high, but it is definitely on the pass line.

   In other words, the ten acres of wheat and ten acres of rapeseed can be sold for several thousand dollars.

   Let’s talk about wheat first. This year’s purchase price is about 65 cents per catty. The specific price will be determined after the grading, but it is not too bad compared to 65 cents.

   There is a saying: There is no difference in food.

   means that the price of grain crops in this year and month fluctuates between two or three cents. The purchase price of the grain station is sixty-five cents per catty, so it can be calculated according to this price.

   And the yield of wheat per mu is conservatively estimated at 500 catties. Ten mu of land is 5,000 catties, and it can be sold for 3,250 yuan if you pull it to the grain station.

  As for rapeseed as an oil-pressing crop, the price is higher than that of wheat, and the price difference is not big at around RMB 20 per catty.

   However, the yield per mu is slightly lower, about 300 catties per mu.

   This is more than 3,000 yuan.

  Conservative estimate, it is still very easy to sell two items for six or seven thousand yuan.

  …

   "First dry, let the wheat dry thoroughly. After rolling, pack it up, and then pull it to the grain station to sell. The rapeseed is passed through the sieve twice, and then sent to the oil mill."

  Outside the bamboo building of the farm, Chen Ling was shirtless, picked up a scoop and drank half a scoop of mountain spring water, and suddenly felt the coolness in his heart and spleen, and his whole body was much refreshed.

  After the wheat and rapeseeds were harvested, they have been pulled to the threshing floor, and the ground has been covered with plastic sheets, so there is no fear of rain.

   But after the busy work, he was too hot to eat lunch, so he went to the farm to deliver food to his father-in-law first.

   "Well, you can make up your own mind. If you feel unsure, your second brother, Baby Moon Moon, will come over in a while and let him show it to you."

  Wang Cunye picked five or six watermelons, put them in the canal, let the mountain spring water from the mountain brew, and waited for Chen Ling to take it home and give it to Gao Xiulanniang.

"Don't bother second brother, I'll just clean up after I finish drying. Anyway, the first day of the next month will be the full moon, and I can't be idle this month. I'll hurry up and finish the work that should be done at home. I can help her with the baby."

  Chen Ling said with a smile, in fact, he also wanted to play with his son by himself now, but he was thick hands and feet, afraid of hurting the delicate little guy.

   "Besides, this summer is very hot this year, the sun is full, and the food is drying quickly."

   "Yeah, it's very hot, I hurriedly harvested the food, and God doesn't rain." Wang Cunye looked up at the sky.

   Heiwa Xiaojin was lying in the shade, sticking out her tongue hot.

   And the little yellow dog has been following the little white cow every day to play in the water.

  It can't swim either, so it sits on its **** in a puddle and rolls all over it with mud.

   Dogs are like this, not to mention people. The two days on the mountain are only a little cool at night, and at other times it is very hot.

   However, the farm is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and shaded by trees, so it is cooler than other places.

  In the past, the older generation always said that either the south is drought and the north is flooded, or the south is flooded and the north is drought. Only among them is one year of flood and one year of drought.

   There was a flood last year, but this year there will be no rain and there will be a severe drought.

  I’m not going to say that, after the summer this year, it really only rained intermittently two or three times, and the showers were not big.

   However, in Chen Ling's memory, in the summer of the past few years, the flood disasters have been very serious across the country, and there have been droughts in some places, but not many, and they are definitely not here.

   This year, the rain on their side is incomparable to last year, but it is not too small.

   The current sultry heat should be gathering strength for the rain behind.

   "Wait a little longer. Last year, there was a flood. This year, I have to let the Dragon King take a break. I'll give it to us later."

  Chen Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up a towel and went to take a bath in the ditch at the foot of the west side of the mountain.

   Heiwa Xiaojin saw this, got up and followed behind.

   The two of them are more stable than the little yellow dog. Despite the hot weather, they still take care of the farm as their top priority. Only after Chen Ling appears, will they relax a little.

   Just like now, he was not honest when he followed behind him. He was very hot, so he plunged into the canal and fluttered, playing coolly, and went after the waterfowl foraging for food in the canal, without stopping for a moment.

  …

   In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the weather was still very hot. Chen Ling dried the wheat and rapeseed in the past half month and sold it without much storage.

   Originally, I planned to bring it to the grain station and oil mill to sell it myself. Later, I found out that the grain dealers who came to the village had unexpectedly good prices, so I sold them to them.

  The villagers were too lazy to go to the village, so they sold half of the village to these dealers.

   Last year, everyone suffered a loss from the big water. This year, no one wants to keep it at home for a long time. They all sell it as soon as they can. Only a small amount is left, enough to grind their own noodles and eat them.

  …

   In the evening, there was finally a cool breeze on the mountain, but the heat on the ground and in the air had not dissipated.

  Chen Ling's family had dinner early, and the whole family stayed in front of Wang Susu's bed, placed the cut watermelon, and fanned the paddle so as not to overheat Wang Susu and the children.

  It was hot, and Wang Susu was very tired. After eating, she kept her chin up and dozed off, but it was so hot that she couldn't sleep, and she was sweating constantly.

   "Mother, I'm so hot, why don't you have confinement, anyway, I'm fine, I can get out of bed long ago."

   "Jing nonsense, it was hotter than this when I gave birth to your brother. Then I won't be confinement?" Gao Xiulan frowned and said angrily.

   "If I didn't think it was too hot to have confinement at the time, do you think I could still have you behind me, would it still be true?"

  Chen Ling was squatting in front of his son to tease him. Seeing that his daughter-in-law and mother-in-law were arguing about confinement again, he quickly got up and went outside to squeeze two buckets of cold water, and splashed it inside and outside the house with a ladle.

  The well water is very cold in summer. Sprinkling some on the ground and roof tiles can have a good cooling effect.

   During this time, the home is sprinkled several times a day, especially when the sun is the hottest at noon and afternoon.

   "Is it better? Why don't we move to the farm tomorrow, it's much cooler than the village."

  Chen Ling put down the bucket and walked into the house.

"Have the house over there been tidied up? Your father said that the house over there is at the foot of the mountain, and there is water in the woods, so I'm afraid of heavy humidity." Gao Xiulan worried, "Sitting on the confinement is not a joke, you have to pay attention. point."

   Gao Xiulan believes this very much.

Wang Susu's grandmother is a midwife, especially good at reconciling conjunctivitis, that is, confinement disease. Although there are many superstitions in the eyes of outsiders, it is undeniable that there are certain things left by the ancestors. Reasonable.

According to the rules handed down by the ancestors, pregnant women should drink old duck soup about a week before giving birth to defeat the fire. The ducks used here are farmland ducks, the kind that have been raised for several years. Babies get less sick and their skin will be fine.

And postpartum confinement is even more complicated. White mullet soup can help pregnant women recover from their wounds, pigeon soup is conditioning the body, glutinous rice wine promotes milk, as well as soil eggs, hens, honey water, iron walnut powder, etc. bodily...

   Of course, there are superstitions, such as letting the baby drink fish hook soup, nodding with crucian carp tendon ashes, silver bracelet eggs to dispel cold, and bathing with herbs such as mugwort leaves after the full moon, etc…

   Although Gao Xiulan couldn't arrange everything for her daughter, Wang Susu had instructed everything that should be instructed, and she was very strict.

  …

   "It's already cleaned up over there, and I also hung up the mosquito nets in the room I live in. Mom, don't worry, the bamboo building is ventilated, it's fine, and the humidity is not heavy."

  Chen Ling really doesn't worry about this. With the cave in the sky and nourished by spiritual water, how can he be afraid of moisture.

   "That can't be careless. I'll follow your dad to see it tomorrow."

   "Thanks to me and your father coming over to take care of you and have a baby, or else the two of you don't care about anything like this, and don't let people worry about it?"

   Gao Xiulan looked at her daughter angrily, "Have you read the medical books left by your grandfather? If there is no confinement child, I will teach you all the skills of your grandmother."

   "Look, I really haven't had a confinement period." Wang Susu's hair was wet, and she responded aggrievedly.

"I knew it."

   Gao Xiulan snorted, "This confinement child is the most supportive for a woman's body, and it can be taken care of for you even if you are sick..."

   The midwife sees many mothers, and many old midwives say that women can cure many diseases when they give birth to children.

   This statement is not entirely unreasonable.

  Because when a woman is pregnant, the bones and internal organs are all displaced, and the gaps between the bones will expand and become larger, and the cold air and moisture in it can be discharged.

   For example, dysmenorrhea can be completely improved.

   In addition, it can also delay aging, increase bone density, and reduce the occurrence of fractures.

   So women can really treat a variety of diseases after giving birth.

   The premise is that the confinement is seated well.

  Otherwise, the body can get rid of moisture and can also absorb moisture.

   Gao Xiulan means this.

   In addition, the old lady is also worried about the baby. The newborn baby is more delicate, and in the humid environment, it is more affected than the mother.

"Actually, it's fine, mother, my father's legs and feet are not good, and it hurts badly when the humidity is heavy. But this has been living in the farm for a long time, and there is nothing at all, which means that there is no humidity there. Susu and The kids can move in."

  Chen Ling persuaded in a different way.

   What he said is the truth, but Gao Xiulan cares about it.

   Sure enough, when she heard Chen Ling's words, she was stunned, and only patted her thigh for a long time, annoyed and blamed herself for being confused, and even forgot about her husband.

  Wang Cunye's leg was broken, and since it was not fully taken care of, let alone moisture, as long as it was cloudy and rainy, it would hurt badly, which was more accurate than the weather forecast.

   "Move, I'll move tomorrow, I'm confused, just thinking about the time when I was confinement, I forgot about your father."

   Gao Xiulan blamed herself, and she was relieved. The weather was so hot, and she didn't want her daughter and grandson to suffer. Of course, it would be better to be cooler.

   (end of this chapter)