Rebirth in another world is good for farming

The Shangji Festival is two days after the market day. You can see people carrying cypress roots home everywhere on the road, and there are also a lot of glutinous rice soaked in well water pressed by the well. These are necessary for the Shangji Festival.

On the evening before the Shangji Festival, Zhang Xiaoliu also brought wheat to the foot of the mountain, found some cypress trees, cut off some roots, took them home, tied them with red thread, and hung them under the eaves of the door.I looked again at the things I needed to use the next day, and then I went to bed with peace of mind.

The habit here is to go up the mountain to burn papers as early as possible, the sooner it means the more attention is paid to this matter, and the people in the underworld who are waiting for future generations to worship will be happier.But it can't be early in the morning, it must be during the time period from breakfast to lunch.

Even so, Zhang Xiaoliu got up earlier than usual that day, got a change of clothes for himself and his two younger brothers, and then boiled water to kill chickens.

In terms of time, it is necessary to hurry up, but there is no shortage of things to do, especially since he is young and weak, it takes more effort to do anything.The rooster must be slaughtered and then cooked, and a whole piece of pork weighing more than one catty should be cooked, preferably fish and duck.Because I can't buy fresh fish today, I can only omit it.

Zhang Xiaoliu thought that his 20-odd years of manly life had strengthened his heart, but he realized that his hands were shaking after catching a chicken, as if he was going to kill the chicken himself or let the blood out, but he was still a bit psychologically disturbed.

In the end, it was Zhao Zhengze who had just filled the water. Seeing his hesitation, he quickly took the knife in his hand, pinched the chicken's neck with one hand, and blood spurted out when he raised the knife and dropped it.Zhang Xiaoliu really looked at him with admiration at the moment, this psychological quality is absolutely leveraged.

The ghost paper used for sweeping sacrifices is also very particular. It must be taken out on the same day and spread on the ground, and it can be used after being stained with the blood of some freshly killed roosters.Seeing that the rooster no longer fluttered its wings, Zhang Xiaoliu took it and shook it on the laid paper, staining it with blood.There are still some that have not been splashed, so you have to make up while the chicken blood is not coagulated.

After finishing the work, the two scooped out hot water to scald the chicken and pluck the feathers. Seeing that Zhao Zhengze was doing it very skillfully, Zhang Xiaoliu turned around and went to heat up breakfast.

Breakfast is the glutinous rice cake that was made yesterday, and the method is very simple.Add some cold water to the glutinous rice flour to make a batter, sprinkle with sugar to taste, then steam over water.This steaming vessel was only known to Xiaomai when he reminded him. It was a wooden round basin that he had never known what it was used for. It was shallow and large. It was only two or three centimeters deep and thirty centimeters in diameter. It was most suitable for steaming. Cakes and stuff like that.

Although this kind of glutinous rice cake has few tricks and tastes very monotonous, it is still very popular because it is a sweet cake with added sugar.I just made it yesterday and already ate almost half of it, and the rest of Zhang Xiaoliu was warmed up and eaten in the morning.

By the time he added a handful of firewood, the wheat had already risen.Seeing the two people who were busy, he consciously went to wash up and woke Xiaosong up.

Zhang Xiaoliu took out the big basket that was rarely used on weekdays, and put in the shochu, incense candles, ghost paper, etc., leaving a space in the middle for the rooster and pork.Usually, the head of the family carried the basket with the collar up front, and his family didn't have this particular attention now. He tried it and decided that if he couldn't lift it up the mountain, he could only lift it up.

After Zhao Zhengze finished killing the chicken, the glutinous rice cake was steaming hot.Pick it up, and the boiling water below is just used to cook the chicken, which saves time and firewood.

By the time he was finally able to go out, Chen Shi had passed.

On this day, almost the whole village could smell the pervasive smell of fireworks, and the sound of sporadic firecrackers came and went, which seemed to be very lively, but it was still quiet.Zhang Xiaoliu's sadness was also mixed with many complicated and difficult to explain emotions. He led Zhao Zhengze and his brothers up the mountain step by step, and silently completed the half-day sweeping work.

Uncle Zhao's family set the date on the fourth day after the Shangji festival, which is one day later than the public sacrifice.That day Zhang Xiaoliu also sent him to his uncle's house early after breakfast, and took his two younger brothers to catch bugs in the vegetable field.

It has been more than a month since I came here, and the seeds sowed at the beginning have grown into palm-high vegetable seedlings.Because people are watering diligently every day, the growth of these vegetables is very gratifying, and it looks like a piece of clear green in the past.It's just that the annoying cabbage worms also came to join in the fun, and many leaves that hadn't grown up were eaten up.Zhang Xiaoliu became ruthless and determined to wipe them all out and kill them all, so he came to catch the insects whenever he had time.

"Hey, Xiaosong, don't pull out all the vegetables!" Zhang Xiaoliu found that Xiaosong also has the potential to become a brat, and if he accidentally caught it, he would destroy it.He hates green, oily and soft vegetable insects, and he is unwilling to catch them with his hands. He always picks them off with branches, and sometimes he picks off the leaves of the vegetables when he sees them being eaten badly.Unexpectedly, Xiao Song followed suit when he saw it, stretched out his short hands and babbled, and pulled out many vegetable seedlings.Zhang Xiaoliu's heart ached when he saw it, they had grown up a little with difficulty, and they were still not willing to pick it up and eat it.

Mai Mai hurried over to grab his hand, slapped him lightly on the palm twice, and put him on the open space beside him, before focusing on finding bugs again.He is not afraid of bugs, his eyes are sharp, and he catches them with precision, which makes Zhang Xiaoliu amazed.It is conceivable that this younger brother will definitely be a good hand in doing things in the future.

The worms were thrown in the dustpan, and they were not fed to the chickens until they were about to crawl out.Now there are more than 30 chicks in the family. It is really attractive to think about how they will grow up in the future, but the current feeding is troublesome.

Mai Mai has always maintained a high degree of interest in the chickens at home, and takes the initiative to find something to feed them every day.In the morning, before the sun came out, I went to dig earthworms, and in the afternoon, I went to a distant place to cut a kind of wheat grass that chickens like to eat.It’s just that the chick eats all the grass and grows slowly, so he is keen to find bugs these days. It is said that chickens that eat bugs lay particularly large eggs.

"Wheat, don't you still have a bag of rice husks at home? When you chop wheat straw, mix it with it, and the chicks will grow faster after eating it." Dao sundries, as the name suggests, are empty shells that did not grow ears in the field at the beginning. There is no rice in the core, and they can fly up when the wind blows.Basically useless, except for feeding chickens, it can only be used to light fires.

"After a while when there is no more wheat grass, then feed that." Wheat responded briskly.Wheatgrass is the most delicious only before and after the sacrifice, and chickens are willing to eat it. After a few days of growing old, no one will cut it.And now the chicks can peck the worms when they are released, and there will be fewer after a while.

Zhang Xiaoliu just thought he didn't know, but he didn't expect to have planned it long ago.Seeing that the sun is almost up, I clap my hands and go in to make lunch, so that the wheat will not be left in the sun, and I will catch it in the afternoon.

He originally thought that Zhao Zhengze had sent money to join the party, and now that he didn't eat or drink at his uncle's house, there should be nothing to criticize.Maybe he would be in a good mood after taking the money, and he would stay for lunch.Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, he heard Mai's voice calling "Brother Ah Zheng".

So early?Zhang Xiaoliu was a little puzzled, and after a while, he heard him yelling wheat outside, and then walked in.

"Ah Zheng, are you back? Just in time for lunch." He turned around and greeted.There are two rooms in the house, in order to avoid suspicion, he took Xiaomai Xiaosong to one room, and Zhao Zhengze slept in one room by himself.Except for a bed and a tattered suitcase in their room, there were grain and other sundries piled up outside.In Zhao Zhengze's room, the bed was placed at the entrance, and there were built-in stoves, water tanks and other things inside, so he cooked every day in his house.Because the chimney is so big, it won't smoke people, but it's definitely inconvenient to do.

"En." Zhao Zhengze put the hoe behind the door, and bowed his head in response.

Zhang Xiaoliu felt that something was wrong, he would rush over to help whenever he saw him working, even if he was cooking, he would take the initiative to light the fire.

"Why, what's the matter with your uncle's house?" He asked casually.

"How do you know?" Zhao Zhengze looked at him in surprise.He was determined not to agree to his uncle about that matter, but he hadn't decided whether to tell Brother Liu, because he knew he would be angry if he heard it.

Zhang Xiaoliu didn't expect to be hit by just talking casually, he stopped his movements, and said: "What made you so angry? Tell me."

"Uncle, do you want the piece of land near their house? My father left it for me to build a house." Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Zhao Zhengze said sullenly.

Are his father and uncle also fathers? They left early, and later married brothers one after another. Because they had no money to build a new house and did not divide the family, they just wanted to take a break and earn some money, and then wait until the children were older.

Although the current house of Zhao Datian's family is not very new, the place is not small.As the eldest son, he naturally got the old house, so he negotiated to set aside a piece of land on the east side for his younger brother's family to build a house in the future.Although they are close, they are brothers after all, and it is better to be closer.

Unexpectedly, before the house was built, the younger brother went first, leaving only half a child.How could Uncle Zhao not think about it?He is just a child, and now he lives in someone else's house, but he still has two boys who want to kiss him!Could it be that they are married, and the two families still need to live in this old house?

Uncle Zhao planned in his heart that if a new house was built, whoever divided the old house would be angry, and the current house had been lived in for three generations, so he didn't like it when he saw it.He wanted to save some more money, and when his two sons said they were married, they would build two new houses for each family.There are four laborers in their family, plus the two elder brothers who will come in at that time, and then ask my elder brother to help out, and only spend some tiles. It sounds a bit loud, but it can also plan.

Only in this way, this land is more than enough for only one family to live in, and the houses built for two will not look narrow, but it is very reluctant for three families to live in.What's more, when the time comes to build a house, the old house can't be demolished, and the two families will have to surround the vegetable field to make chicken coops. Where is there any open space?

Uncle Zhao thought about it, if he could get back the land that was set aside before, and his elder brother married off, this land would only be available to Zheng Guang and Zheng Qing brothers, and the old house could be used to store things and make chicken coops. But it is more than enough.

Now that he thought about it, he couldn't make up his mind anymore, and after thinking about it over and over again, he mentioned it to Zhao Datian while he was sleeping that night, and asked him to talk to his nephew.But Zhao Datian didn't know whether he was sleepy or he didn't want to talk, so he fell asleep after answering twice.

After suffering like this for two days, when Zhao Zhengze came to sweep the sacrifice, Zhao Boye couldn't bear it anymore, and dragged him to talk about it when he got off the mountain.