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The Changsheng couple and Zhang Carpenter's family all came back, so the carriage wandered back to the village with a load of people and belongings.

47 Autumn Harvest

After the end of summer, the weather gradually became less stuffy, and frost began to fall in the mountains in the morning and evening. Every morning, you can see crystal dewdrops hanging on the tip of the grass in the field, and people can feel a little chill when they touch it.

The sun is still so bright in the mountains every day, and the dazzling sunlight sets off the golden fields, making people feel happy all the time.

The autumn harvest in Dieshan Village began on such a golden day.

There are busy figures everywhere in the field. Everyone is wearing trousers and sleeves, holding a sickle, bending over and talking about the mountains while harvesting. Children are running around in the harvested fields, laughing and laughing.

Feng Ye, Mu Qing and Xiao Yuanhe were also cutting rice in the fields, and Qing Shan was at home with Xiao Xing'er, occasionally helping to make herbal tea for cooking and so on.In fact, according to Feng Ye's thinking, it is impossible for Xiao Yuanhe to step on the soil and bend over to harvest in the field like a farmer. A rich young master lives in his own house, and usually labor is nothing, but he is so tired like this. He shouldn't be asked to help with the cramped farm work, anyway, he paid the rent.However, Xiao Yuanhe insisted on experiencing Feng Ye's hard work and the joy of harvest, ignoring Feng Ye's persuasion and Qing Shanlei's screaming with snot, put on bunts, brushed up his hair, and followed the wind with a sickle in his hand. Ye went to the fields, and the people of Dieshan Village were so surprised that they all asked Feng Ye to ask if it was because the noble son had no money to pay the rent, so he worked hard to pay off the debt.

Feng Ye told Xiao Yuanhe the villagers' speculation, the corners of his mouth twitched for a while and he didn't speak for a while, Qingshan jumped on his feet and said that he would help the young master to hire some long-term workers to come back to do it for him.

The water in the grain field has been drained long ago, and the soil in the field has been cracked by the sun, and there are small criss-crossed holes. Small spiders are crawling around in the field soil, and a piece of paper is formed in the dense rice stalks. A small spider web with undried water droplets hanging on it. There are always many kinds of small bugs hidden in the rice. When the rice is harvested, the bugs will fly out and run around. Fortunately, they are not Biting.

Xiao Yuanhe was cutting rice beside Feng Ye with a sickle. He grabbed a handful of rice with his left hand, and cut off the sickle with his right hand. Ye couldn't help but admire secretly.He just watched Feng Ye and Mu Qing do it again, and he did it so well after listening to Feng Ye's key points. Those who didn't know the situation thought he was a proficient, thinking back when Feng Ye cut the wheat for the first time I also cut my hand, and the stubble was still long and short.It seems that there is still talent in the world, some people are born to be able to do anything better than ordinary people, Xiao Yuanhe probably is this kind of person.

The harvested rice and wheat are piled up in bundles in large dustpans and placed on the ridges of the fields to dry. Several public drying areas in the village are still very tense. Ye thought that when he was free, he should set up a sun-dried flat in front of his house and make a grinder, so that he would not have to wait to use the village one in the future.

Fortunately, Feng Ye's family harvested rice behind the crowd, and when they finished harvesting all the rice, it happened to be their turn to mill and thresh the rice.

The cattle that La Nian borrowed from Village Chief Gao's family, and the cattle from Feng Ye's family were too young to be used.

After threshing and drying the grains, Feng Ye was busy taking out most of the wheat from Shangzao [1] and transporting it to the city to sell, otherwise the family would not be able to put it down, nor would they be able to eat so much.

([1] Shangzao: It means "the last season", the southern Tujia dialect. In many places in the south, rice and wheat are harvested twice a year. One season is called "Late Made".)

The newly harvested rice includes japonica rice, indica rice, and glutinous rice, some of which are enough for the family to eat in Feng Ye, and the rest are ground into white rice for sale.

Feng Ye's family also eats white rice now. He is used to refined millet in modern times. Although the brown rice here is nutritious, he still doesn't like to eat it. Now that there is no shortage of food, the rice tank at home has been replaced with white rice. , brown rice is only eaten a few meals every half month and one month.Feng Ye is not afraid that people in the village will know about it. Anyway, in the eyes of others, he is a rich man. When he built a big brick house, he was poked on the back and talked about. Now he is a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. Hot, let them say.

However, now is not the time to gossip. After harvesting the rice and wheat, the villagers are busy plowing the fields, plowing and fertilizing, and preparing for winter planting.

Feng Ye is also very busy. After harvesting the rice, he has to dry the fields and plow the land to prepare for planting winter wheat and potatoes. After harvesting the fields, he has to harvest taro, cassava and peanuts. kind.

Feng Ye and Mu Qing couldn't keep busy, Xiao Yuanhe was not familiar with these things, and Feng Ye was too embarrassed to keep asking him for help, so Feng Ye could only hire a few helpers in the village to help.

Two acres of the family's three acres of paddy fields are reserved for planting winter wheat, and the other one is used for planting potatoes.Although everyone in the village knew that the potatoes grown by Feng Ye were sold to restaurants in the city, they hadn't been widely spread after all. Villagers who were not very open-minded and had no business sense still didn't understand Feng Ye's large-scale planting of potatoes. They all think that this kind of earthy thing is always not as real as planting wheat.Only Changsheng and the other two families in the village, they all followed Feng Ye to buy potato seeds, and opened half an acre of land to plant potatoes. Feng Ye can only say that their vision is really higher than others, not just by two or two.Village head Gao didn't like potatoes at first, but after Feng Ye's lobbying, Gao Daming finally planted two parts of the land.

After Gao Village's house, Feng Ye didn't go to lobby Zhang Carpenter and others. Anyway, when they saw the benefits, they would rush to plant even if no one persuaded them.a family of scholars

The fields of Feng Ye’s family have all been plowed and plowed, and enough manure has been applied to dry them in the sun. The rice and wheat are dried and sent to the barn. The cassava is chopped into pieces and dried in the sun. Box, August will pass by the time I finish all this work, and the Double Ninth Festival in September will soon be here.

Feng Ye’s family can be described as a “granary storehouse” nowadays. The family’s new large and small barns, wooden boxes, sacks, and baskets are all filled with harvested rice, wheat, buckwheat, corn, soybeans, soybeans, and adzuki beans. , the storage room and a room upstairs in the inner courtyard are all piled up to the brim, making Feng Ye happy to see it.

The Double Ninth Festival in September is a big festival. Although the villagers still have a lot of work to do, they still have to stop and rest for two days when they arrive at the Double Ninth Festival.Therefore, on the eighth day of September, all the people in Dieshan Village put down their rakes, knives and shovels, and went up the mountain to pick maple leaves.

Here, there is a custom on the Double Ninth Festival, which is to use maple leaves to make black rice and go to the grave to worship the ancestors.

Like modern times, both Chongyang Festival and Qingming Festival are festivals to visit graves to worship martyrs, but in this time and space, Chongyang Festival is obviously more important and grand than Qingming Festival, because at this time, people not only go to graves to worship their ancestors, but also climb high and autumn tours to celebrate the harvest , In Dazhou City, there will be a gathering of various literati enjoying chrysanthemums and eating.

And Dieshan Village has its own set of customs of Qingchong Jiu.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Feng Ye and Mu Qing also picked young maple leaves early, smashed them to get juice, mixed them with glutinous rice and steamed them, and after steaming, they chopped bacon and kohlrabi mixed with coriander powder and green onion Fried together, it is black rice.

The made black rice has a very strong and astringent maple leaf smell at first, and it is the same when you first eat it, but when you chew it, you will feel very fragrant. The special fragrance is similar to that when eating raw olives. The feeling is similar, the aroma is also mixed with the aroma of glutinous rice itself and the aroma of bacon. It tastes very refreshing, and it doesn't feel greasy after eating too much like ordinary glutinous rice.

Feng Ye asked Mu Qing to fry black rice, and went to the village mill to grind the rice milk by himself.

Black rice, Chongyang cake, and sorghum wine are the three must-have meals for Chongjiu in Dieshan Village.

The Double Ninth Cake here is ground into rice milk with japonica rice and glutinous rice at a ratio of three to one, and then steamed with minced fresh pork, minced kohlrabi, and crushed peanuts in the rice milk. For a thin layer, after steaming, add a layer of raw rice milk to continue steaming. This is repeated continuously, until nine layers are added. The cakes steamed in this way are called thousand-layer cakes, also called Chongyang cakes.

On the day of Chongjiu, Feng Ye and Mu Qing took Xiao Xing'er to the grave, Xiao Yuanhe and Qing Shan were outsiders, so they stayed at home obediently.

Feng Ye felt a little puzzled, Xiao Yuanhe didn't go home for such an important festival, what exactly did his family do?Why did his parents allow him to be away from home for so long, but Feng Ye didn't think it was strange when he came all the way here on the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night. People are not like him, ignore him, just ignore him.

The three of Feng Ye came to the cemetery of Li's family in the hills near the entrance of the village. There were three graves here, where Feng Ye's grandparents and parents were buried respectively. His parents were buried in a joint grave. It became mottled and blurred in the sun.During the Qingming Festival, Feng Ye also came to worship and tidy up, but after a few months, the grass on the grave still grew a lot, and the long yellow grass looked very desolate in the blowing autumn wind.

Feng Ye thought, maybe he will be like this in the future, when a person dies, all the loess will be turned into smoke and dust, leaving no trace, leaving only the yearly tributes of future generations.

Feng Ye and Mu Qing removed the weeds from the grave, planted a new layer of soil, and took out sacrifices and incense candles to worship.

From time to time, there was a sound of firecrackers in the mountain. It was people from various families going to the grave. Feng Ye came down from the hill and turned to another mountain to worship the great ancestor.There is a relatively concentrated cemetery for the entire Li family. A large sloping land is almost full of densely packed graves. At first glance, it looks like a mass grave, but people can still tell which grave is their own. ancestral.

When Feng Ye came here for the first time during the Qingming Festival, I was thinking in my heart that these ancestors had worked diligently to plan for food and housing all their lives, and they lived in such a crowded place after death. It's better than modern times, people's death is like an urn, and each person squats in a grid, which is much more uncomfortable than the cemetery here.

There are a lot of Li family members who come here to visit the grave, and they don’t look sad at all. Instead, they happily gossip and gossip with each other during the worship. For a while, the whole cemetery was extremely lively.Perhaps this is what the people here call celebration. Come to the grave happily, so that the lonely ancestors in the underground can also share the joy of the living descendants. Reminiscing is also happy, and it is a kind of warm mourning.

Go to the grave in the morning, and in the afternoon, climb the Chongyang Festival, which is familiar to modern people.

Wang Wei's poem said: "Yaozhi brothers climbed to a high place, and there is one less person who planted dogwood everywhere."

Climbing high on the Chongyang Festival is a custom shared by almost all countries in this space-time continent. It is also called "Treading Autumn". People climb high on this day to look far away and wear cornel and chrysanthemums.

Feng Ye's family ate lunch with the sacrificed black rice, and then went up the mountain with everyone in the village. Feng Ye saw that all the families up the mountain were just like him, carrying food and drink on their backs, dragging their families and playing along the way. Going up the mountain, pick dogwood and pin it on your hair or skirt during the process of going up the mountain.There are no chrysanthemums in Dieshan Village, so people are used to only using red dogwood fruits, which are also very beautiful for children, girls, and wives to put on their temples.

People wandered in groups in the mountains, actually they were picking wild fruits, herbs and wild vegetables. The nimble young men even shouted and started hunting. Some old people smoked dry tobacco and walked slowly up the mountain while talking about the past. , The usually quiet mountain forest is full of laughter.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the villagers just found a place to stand or sit together and chat together. Some girls and boys who looked at each other took the opportunity to sneak into the bushes to talk about love.

Feng Ye asked Xing'er to play with other children in the village, and Qing Shan took care of him, and he sat down on the grass with Mu Qing and Xiao Yuanhe.

The weather at this time is just right, wearing a single robe is neither hot nor cold, and the warm eyes shining on the body are very comfortable, Feng Ye squinted his eyes and looked at the blue sky, the blue is like a layer of bright oil paint in the sky, and there is also a trace of cloud. No, it's like a boundless cradle that makes people want to sink into it and sleep forever.

In modern cities, it is difficult to have the opportunity to see such a beautiful blue sky without any impurities. I don’t know if this sky is the same as China’s thousands of years ago. Time may be like this sky, which makes people feel Indulging in it, it passed in an instant.Feng Ye, it has been almost a year since he came to this different time and space. I remember that when he just crossed over last year, the people here had just passed the Double Ninth Festival. Unexpectedly, a year passed silently like this. Maybe, more than ten years , Decades will pass silently like this, will he still remember that he is a soul from a distant time and space?Time is really a melancholy thing!

When Feng Ye looked at the sky in a trance, Xiao Yuanhe also looked at him in a trance, this young man, he is as clear and clean as the sky, making people want to get close, to sink into his eyes, to be desperate hug him.The days with him are simple and fulfilling, the tiredness and pain are so real, and every moment is shared with you, he gradually fell in love with this kind of life, fell in love with being a farmer just like falling in love with this beautiful boy .Maybe, what Qing Shan said is right, he Xiao Yuanhe is a silly person, his previous life was just that he deliberately played a smart role, but now this Xiao Yuanhe is willing to return to the ordinary for another person and for a man He is the real Xiao Yuanhe, and Feng Ye is the one who made him find himself.

As soon as Feng Ye came back to his senses, he saw Xiao Yuanhe staring at him intently, his eyes were as gentle as if soaked in water, he couldn't move his eyes from looking at him, and the two of them sat on the ground and stared at each other.

Mu Qing had already dodged when he saw the opportunity, and he had seen a lot of Xiao Yuanhe's love for Feng Ye in the past month or so. It could be seen that he was sincere to Feng Ye, and Feng Ye also had some meaning for him. People are both unmarried and unmarried. Since both parties are interested, he is also happy to see it succeed.

Therefore, this autumn outing has also become a date for Feng Ye and Xiao Yuanhe to enhance their relationship.

After Chongjiu Ascension, there is a unique bonfire dragon dance in Dieshan Village at night, which is set up to celebrate the harvest, and it has not changed in Dieshan Village from generation to generation.

Villagers made torches with freshly harvested straw and pine branches in autumn, and lit huge fires in the open space of the village and even in the fields. The old people sang ancient harvest songs beside the fires, and the desolate voice brought people to their hearts. The prayers and blessings of the abundant years are sung over and over again.

After the night fell, the middle-aged boys in the village started to run in the fields and valleys with lighted torches. The mountain melody came out of their mouths, shaking the birds in the surrounding forests to flutter restlessly.

Feng Ye's family didn't participate in the dragon dance, so they sat beside the fire outside Zhang Carpenter's house, roasting sweet potatoes and eating potatoes, listening to the joyful voices of people singing and dancing in the mountain village and gossiping.Later, Chang Sheng, who came back from the dragon dance, and a few young men also joined in with the pheasants caught during the day.

48 fish pond

After the excitement of Chongjiu passed, the people of Dieshan Village immediately went back to busy winter plowing and preparing for broadcasting.

Everyone Li's rice was the first batch to be harvested, and Uncle Li came to greet Feng Ye just after harvesting, and the two acres of paddy fields were officially returned to Feng Ye's hands.

Feng Ye still hired a few people to sow the potatoes, fertilized the fields bought from Li Da, and asked someone to buy green manure seeds, and planned to spread them all in October when the paddy fields were fertilized enough.

Green manure is a kind of bio-fertilizer. It can not only fertilize the field, improve the soil, and maintain water and soil. The tender stems can also be eaten as wild vegetables in winter. In Fengye's previous life, he used to use green manure to fertilize the fields. After sowing in autumn, the fields will grow full in winter Yes, it will bloom during the Spring Festival, and Feng Ye's father loves to use tender green manure to stir-fry or serve hot pot.

Last winter, Feng Ye had seen patches of green manure in the farmland near the county seat of Wu County, and only then did he know that there was such a thing as green manure in this time and space.

When he took back the paddy field, Feng Ye remembered the fish pond he had planned for a long time.

So, when the sun was shining brightly in mid-September, Feng Ye's family set out to dig a fish pond!

Feng Ye chose a large field near the creek, with convenient drainage and water storage, as a future fish pond. After cutting off the stubble in the field with a sickle, Feng Ye asked people to go up the mountain to cut down solid and water-resistant trees. Make big wooden piles and find stones to lay the foundation of the pond.

Several helpers dug up the original field ridge, rebuilt a path nearly one meter wide with stones and soil, and reinforced it with wooden piles on both sides. Bought citrus saplings.

After finishing the foundation of the pond, Feng Ye took several members of his family to continue digging the fish pond. The fish pond needs to grow both fish and lotus root. It is deep in the middle and gradually lower and shallower around the cone.For the sake of safety, the fish pond was not dug too deep. The deepest part in the middle reached the adult's waist after the water was stored, and the shallow places on the four sides just reached the knees.

Except for strengthening the foundation of the Tasit pond, the excavated soil was made into mud bricks. Feng Ye’s idea was to dig a good fish pond without wasting soil. The mud bricks could also be used to build an adobe house. The house can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

There are more and more livestock in Feng Ye's family, the original three small huts are starting to be stretched, and it seems that he still lacks a stable. Isn't there no place for Xiao Yuanhe's carriage? The cattle and sheep are locked together, and the carriages are placed in the front yard to be exposed to the wind and sun.Feng Ye also complained that he didn't take this into account when he built the house. He didn't expect to have a car after having a house, although the current car is not his own.

The printing frame for making mud bricks is made of four two-finger-thick wooden boards, [-] cm long and [-] cm wide, and the upper and lower bottoms are empty. The wet printing frame is thrown on the ground covered with stubble, and put into the frame. Fill in the soil, step on it firmly, scrape it flat, and then frame the print, and the square mud bricks are made, and they are dried in the sun.

Xiao Yuanhe and Fengye, Mu Qing and Qingshan worked together in pairs, one dug the soil and the other stepped on the mud. The work was done quickly. Within three days, the fish pond was completed. The fields are piled up in piles, and the undried ones are still lying on the bottom of the newly dug fish pond.

After the fish pond was dug, Feng Ye began to look for lotus root seeds and fish fry. Mingxia Village had the most lotus root and fish in the nearby ten miles and eight towns.Mingxia Village was originally famous for its many lotus flowers. Every household in the village has fish ponds where lotus roots are grown. It is not difficult to find lotus seeds and fish fry. Many daughters-in-law in Dieshan Village are married from Mingxia Village. There are also several girls in the family who married into Mingxia Village, and there are frequent contacts between the two villages.So it was easy for Feng Ye to ask someone to lead the line, bought fish fry and paid a deposit for lotus root seeds.

After all the mud bricks were dried out, Feng Ye put some small stones and aquatic plants in the newly dug fish pond, and then began to store water for stocking fish fry.

The fish pond filled with water shimmers under the sunlight. The water is so clear that even the stones at the bottom of the fish pond can be seen clearly. Occasionally, small fish can be seen swimming by. The newly planted mulberry trees beside the fish pond It is bare without a leaf, and the small citrus trees are only as high as a person's calf, so now I can't see the beautiful scenery of green lotus, surrounded by mulberries, gentle breeze, and swimming fish in Fengye's imagination.

After finishing working on the fish pond, Feng Ye can finally take a break. Although there are still many things waiting to be done, everyone has been very busy since Qiu received, so Feng Ye decided to rest for a few days.

Xiao Yuanhe and Qingshan have been recognized by Feng Ye as permanent members of the family, but of course the rent still has to be collected, these two have also helped Feng Ye's family a lot during this time, especially——Feng Ye Ye looked at the tanned young master Xiao Yuanhe, with many calluses on his rough hands, wearing the same short-sleeve cloth as the people in Dieshan Village, with a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and his trouser legs were often rolled up, The skin color of the calf also looks a lot tanned, and the long black hair is tied into a bun on the top of the head with a cloth towel, and the same earthy words as the people of Dieshan Village often come out of the mouth with white teeth.It's hard for Feng Ye to think that he was dressed in white clothes, with long hair in the wind, and looked like a handsome young man.

Is it better to be a farmer than a young master?Feng Ye no longer thinks about this question anymore, it's like asking himself why he didn't try his best to become a well-paid urbanite after transmigrating from a modern urban white-collar worker to a farmer.Being a farmer has the leisure and happiness of being a farmer, and being a young master may also have the pain of being a young master. Who cares about him, as long as he is happy.

In order to comfort the people who have worked hard for more than a month, Feng Ye decided to let Xiao Yuanhe go up the mountain with him, get some wild game and come back to hold a reward meeting.

Still going to the mountain where he caught pheasants last time, Xiao Yuanhe once again took advantage of his lightness skills and caught seven or eight pheasants and two hares in one go. snake.Feng Ye has always been afraid of such soft long insects, on the way back he carried the pheasant and walked quickly, ignoring Xiao Yuanhe behind him who was teasing him.

After returning home, Feng Ye crossed the back mountain to pick chestnuts again.

Since August, Feng Ye has found that sporadic chestnuts have fallen. After the autumn harvest, most of the chestnuts have begun to mature. After the ninth day, some thorn balls have fallen. I have been busy a while ago, and Feng Ye only took time to come. Picked it up twice.

It is estimated that the villagers have not come to pick them up in the past few days. There are a lot of thorn balls falling on the ground now.

"Ouch!"

Feng Ye was picking up chestnuts quickly, Xiao Yuanhe's scream startled him, he looked up and saw a string of thorn balls falling down the mountain in a parabola, Xiao Yuanhe clutched his hands and wept and pretended to be pitiful.

"Let me take a look." Feng Ye went over and saw a row of small thorns on the fingers of his left hand that had been nailed into the flesh. Pull out the small thorn.

"The rest can only be picked out with a needle after going back. Don't move, wait for me for a while."

Feng Ye quickly filled the basket full of thorn balls and led Xiao Yuanhe home. As soon as he put down the basket, Feng Ye went to look for needles.Qing Shan chased Xiao Yuanhe all the way and asked: "Master, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, just go and don't dawdle in front of the young master!"

"Oh." Xiao Qingshan walked away with his head bowed, the young master was probably looking for an opportunity to tease Mr. Li again.

Mu Qing caught a glimpse of Qingshan's strange expression of "I knew there was a JQ" on Qingshan's face, so he asked him to come and help boil the water in a funny way.Feng Ye brought the needle, took Xiao Yuanhe's hand and sat on the steps in front of the door to help him pick the thorn, Xiao Yuanhe's head was close to Feng Ye's.The afternoon sun shone on them, exuding a strange harmony and warmth.

Xiao Yuanhe watched Feng Ye's eyelashes twinkle in the sunlight, like maple leaves fluttering in the wind on the mountain, his pursed lips seemed to be smiling shyly from his angle, and the thin lines on his cheeks The fluff was turned into a layer of golden edges by the sunlight, he couldn't help throbbing when he saw Feng Ye like this.

Just as Feng Ye picked out the last thorn, he felt hot breath on his face, and before he could raise his head, a soft thing stuck to his cheek.

Feng Ye was stunned, letting that soft thing peck his face a few more times, Xiao Yuanhe pinched his chin and raised his face, his eyes still stared blankly at Xiao Yuan He didn't come back to his senses.

"What a fool!"

Xiao Yuanhe smiled lowly, and kissed him lightly on the lips again.

Listening to his laughter, Feng Ye thought of the touch on his cheeks and lips just now, his face "boomed" as if it was on fire, and his ears were blushed.

"Little fool, I like you. A scholarly family." Xiao Yuanhe half hugged him, and the tenderness and pampering that made Feng Ye shy and fascinated in the past appeared on his face. "I like you, are you willing to accept me?" Xiao Yuanhe stroked his cheek and waited patiently for his answer.

Feng Ye looked into his deep eyes in a daze, and nodded involuntarily.

This person, I was willing to regard him as a good friend and a good brother at first, in fact, I also like him, and I gradually fell in love with the feeling of being with him, and fell in love with his obsessive and doting eyes Keep looking at yourself.On the mountain on the day of Chongjiu, Xiao Yuanhe told him about his family background, saying that he is not only his confidant, but also his brother who loves each other. He said that he would always wait for his response.After so many days, he had actually agreed in his heart, but he was not ashamed to say it himself.Since they both love each other, it's okay to be together.

Seeing him nodding his head, Xiao Yuanhe couldn't help but hugged him tightly in his arms, rubbing his chin against the top of the hair of the person in his arms, so happy that he couldn't find his way out of his mind.

When these two came out of the outer courtyard affectionately, Mu Qing and Qing Shan had already disemboweled a few chickens, and Qing Shan's eyes were constantly scanning his young master and Feng Ye back and forth with thieves.

Feng Ye and Xiao Yuanhe ignored him, one went to make beggar chicken, and the other went to peel chestnuts.

The main dishes for dinner were beggar chicken, braised fish, roasted pork with chestnuts, stewed chicken soup with mushrooms and chestnuts. It had been a long time since they were made so hearty. Everyone had a hard meal, and Feng Ye had to cook for everyone to digest food at night. Drink herbal tea.

49 land

The ordinary days passed quickly in the busyness of people, and it was late September in a blink of an eye.

In the crisp autumn of September, the potatoes at Feng Ye’s house began to mature, and some seedlings unearthed earlier had already withered. Feng Ye decided to dig them out after a few days of free time. The most important thing at present is to expand the cellar and build a car. Horse utility room.

After the autumn harvest, the original cellar of Feng Ye's house was too small compared to the things that needed to be stored. Feng Ye thought that it should be at least doubled in size. For example, taro and sweet potatoes that have been dug up will spoil more if they are kept in the house for a long time, especially some small taro and sweet potatoes that will be saved for planting next year are more likely to spoil.

The original small cellar was located in a corner of the vegetable garden, and it was really not easy to expand it. After consulting several elders in the village, Feng Ye chose a place near the house with higher terrain and more suitable soil quality to reopen it. Dig a large cellar.Changsheng volunteered to guide and help. After two days of hard work, it was finished, and after another two or three days in the sun, Feng Ye put the sweet potatoes, taro, and purple potatoes piled up on the porch of the house into it.

The utility house for carriages and horses has also been built in the past two days. It is built next to the current chicken coop with adobe bricks made when digging fish ponds. Although it is a thatched house, it is fortunately spacious and not considered Wronged Xiao Yuanhe's steed.In addition to a carriage and stable, the extra adobe bricks built a small utility room.

After the cellar and the adobe house were built, Feng Ye and his family went out to dig potatoes.

This batch of potatoes was only planted in late spring, and all of them were planted on the newly opened land near the vegetable garden. In fact, the soil quality here is not very suitable for planting potatoes. It is too hard. The potatoes must be planted in sandy loam soil to be smooth and big. , but at that time there was no free space, so they were planted indiscriminately.Fortunately, potatoes are easy to live for a long time. Although the growth is not very ideal, but because the fertilization was sufficient and the climate is suitable for growth, the potatoes dug out are not bad. A large bunch of seedlings, some big and some small.After digging a few pieces of land, Feng Ye estimated that it should be one or two thousand catties.

Some of the harvested potatoes were put in baskets and placed in the newly built utility room, and the rest of them were put into the new cellar in Fengye, and the ones whose skins were dug up were gathered in the kitchen and disposed of during normal cooking. .

The land where the potatoes were dug was dried in the sun for a few days and fertilized. A few days later, Feng Ye led the crowd to start planting potatoes. I rented a few pieces of sandy soil from Mr. Li, and it is estimated that next year's potatoes can be exported to other states.

After finishing his work on potatoes and planting money under winter wheat, he finally had a few days to spare, so Feng Ye turned his attention to the mountains.

This is the time when autumn fruits are in full bloom, and the good things on the mountain have aroused Feng Ye's greed again. For a few days, he took Xiao Yuanhe up the mountain together to pick wild fruits, dig wild vegetables, and collect medicinal materials. Bird eggs in the forest on the mountain Many of the mountain eggs were stolen by him.

It's time for the olives to ripen again, and this year's olive fruit seems to be particularly large, making Feng Ye's eyes smile with joy.The mountain grapes have already begun to finish, and now they are not very visible. Earlier, when Feng Ye was busy with the autumn harvest, he often saw children in the village picking them and eating them. The strings of purple pearls were very cute and greedy.Feng Ye didn't have time to spare at that time, so he could only entrust those children to help him dig a few small grape vines and plant them in the corner of the yard. Grapes come out.

The mantou fruit that Feng Ye likes bears fruit all year round. In spring, he picked it several times and went home. Little Xing'er also likes it very much. In summer, the mantou fruit is especially ripe, and adults and children in the village love it. Pick a few from time to time.There are also those small flat wild persimmons, orange and red like little lanterns hanging on the top of the tree, Feng Ye especially likes to pick them while sitting on the tree while swinging his legs to enjoy the scenery while sucking on the sweet persimmon flesh .Birds also like to eat persimmons, and most of the ripest and sweetest ones that grow on the top of the tree are often pecked off by birds.There are also tangli pickled and pickled sour to eat to help digestion, and Wenshouqu fruit can make sweet wine...

Feng Ye thinks that nature is simply a wonderful treasure house, every moment can make you discover new surprises, wandering in it deeply feels the magic of creation.Like two monkeys, he and Xiao Yuanhe shuttled through the mountains and forests every day, picking natural fruits, flying up to tall ancient trees to overlook the mountains and forest ravines, leisurely as if on vacation.

After wandering around the Tianshan Mountains for quite a while, the days slipped into golden autumn and October, and the windy night was going to be a little busy again.

The land has been plowed and fertilized long ago. Feng Ye and Mu Qing spent some time sowing winter wheat and buckwheat, plowing the vegetable field and spreading rapeseed. After finishing these tasks, Feng Ye remembered his orchard plan.

Time to buy a piece of mountain land.

Feng Ye went to Village Chief Gao to explain the situation, and after obtaining the approval, he went to the county seat to register without stopping. After a few days, the county sent a clerk and two guards to measure the land.In the anticipation of everyone at home, and under the witness of the county commissioner, the village head Gao and several elders in the clan, the small hill and more than ten acres of woodland in the back mountain in Feng Yexiang's name were finally drawn to his name. Yes, although the money was not less, Feng Ye was still very happy, and finally added a new property, can you not be excited.

After buying the mountain land, almost a quarter of the mountain forest in the back mountain belonged to Feng Ye's family, and those olive trees were also on Feng Ye's site. Feng Ye bought a mountain for next year's fruit tree grafting plan. On the first day, autumn fertilizers were applied to valuable wild fruit trees.

"Hey, Xiao Yuanhe, tell me about any fruit trees in the north of your capital that can be planted here." Feng Ye said lazily, leaning against the trunk of the tree while supporting the hoe.

Xiao Yuanhe glanced at him with a smile, patted the dirt on his hands, walked over and left him