What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Early the next morning, Nan Xing came to ask the seeds.

Jing Mo also knew that there were a lot of things to do today, so he got up early and cooked a bowl of egg noodles with the cabbage that was born last night.

He held his face and went to open the door.

"..." Seeing that half of his face was buried in the bowl, Nan Xing couldn't help sighing that this is really a pure and unpretentious man.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jing Mo raised his head from the bowl.

"Eat it, where are the seeds?"

"Inside, wait, I'll go with you after I finish this bowl of noodles."

Looking at someone who was eating noodles, Nan Xing couldn't help saying: "Slow down." Don't choke.

Jing Mo didn't respond, and went straight into the kitchen.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Nan Xing went to see if there was anything he could do to help.

First, I went to check the chicken food. Although this man rushed for his own ration, he was not hungry for chickens or ducks.

There were rice grains wrapped in rice bran left in the chicken bowl, and Nan Xing grabbed a small handful of green vegetable leaves for each of them.

Looking at other things, there are also clothes hanging on the drying rack.

It can be seen that this man has indeed taken care of his life in an orderly manner.

Nan Xing also saw the firewood he had cut down in the past few days in the yard. There were all kinds of them, and he piled them together.

After chopping, it is estimated that it will be half the height of a wall.

Nan Xing saw that the door of the utility room was ajar, probably because Jing Mo hadn't closed it tightly. He was afraid that the chicken would run in and shit, so he took it with him.

After walking around, Jing Mo also finished his breakfast and came out of the kitchen.

"Have you brought any burden?" Jing Mo asked.

Nan Xing shook his head: "Want a burden?"

"Well, I have to shovel the tomato seedlings." Jing Mo pointed to the green seedlings in the vegetable field.

"I'll go back and get it."

Fortunately, the distance is not far, so it doesn't take much time.

After a while, Nan Xing came back carrying the burden.

Jing Mo took out a shovel from the utility room and scooped up the tomato seedlings with soil.

Nan Xing put the burden aside, saw that he dug up half a layer of soil with one shovel, and asked, "Do you want to bring so much soil?"

"No, I don't know much about it."

"...I'll do it." Nan Xing took the shovel from him.

Nan Xing is used to farm work, so his technique is naturally better than Jing Mo's, but he saw him shovel down, shaking, and the roots were shoveled up with a little soil.

They were all shoveled in a short while.

Jing Mo sowed tomato seedlings and cabbage seedlings next to each other. If it wasn't for Nan Xing's good eyesight and the separation, the cabbage would have suffered.

Nan Xing recognized it, then switched to the other end and continued to shovel.

After shoveling, he pointed to the huddled tobacco vines and asked, "What is this?"

He had noticed it a long time ago, but it was a green mass, and he couldn't see anything.

Jing Mo was afraid that Nan Xing would ask, so he made Yan Teng shrink back.

"It's nothing, I planted it blindly, I've already installed the potato seedlings."

"Then let's go." Nan Xing really thought he was an idiot, and didn't ask any more questions.

The potato seedlings and tomato seedlings that have been loaded just happen to be one load per person. Bring tools, lock the courtyard door, and set off.

When they arrived at the field, the village chief's wife and others were already waiting, and when the two of them unloaded their burdens, they swarmed over.

They chattered and asked, "Is this the potato seedling?"

"How do you plant this?"

Jing Mo introduced potato seedlings and tomato seedlings to everyone, and finally said: "...Let's plant potatoes and tomatoes first, I don't have enough seedlings, and the rest will be used to grow corn."

A few people naturally do what he says.

Half an mu of land is divided into ridges according to the cultivation of potatoes.

According to Jing Mo's instructions, everyone in the meeting transplanted the potato seedlings.

The purpose of Jingmo is to spread the seeds. The few people present are the first objects of his assessment, so how to plant and the distance between seedlings, Jingmo has explained clearly.

Several people have been farming for half their lives, and I dare not say that they have a lot of experience, but they always have some experience, and they can get started quickly.

In addition, there are not many potato seedlings, with sixty or seventy shares, only three ridges can be planted.

After planting potatoes, I went to plant tomatoes.

It takes longer to plant tomatoes than potatoes, and an hour has passed since all the plants have been transplanted.

The wife of the village chief held a hoe and looked at the half acre of unused land that was originally set aside to grow potatoes and tomatoes, and asked, "There are so many left, are there enough corn seeds?"

"I don't know, let's plant it first. If there are more, I can use it to grow some vegetables. By the way, who grows sweet potatoes in the village?"

"Want to grow sweet potatoes?" Nan Xing asked.

"If there is a place."

"Then plant it first, I have it in my field."

"Yeah." Jing Mo took out the prepared corn seeds: "Let's divide the labor and cooperate. I don't know how to make pits, but I can let you be."

After so many days, everyone knew that this was a young man who was not good at farm work, and did not expect him to do any work.

Mr. Xu's husband said: "You and brother Xing put benevolence, sister-in-law Ling and I dig a hole, one of them fertilizes one-third, and two of them cover the soil."

Sister-in-law Ling is the wife of the village chief, and her boudoir name is Tan Ling.

"Then arrange it like this." Just do it, the village chief's wife went down to the ground with a hoe.

Jing Mo distributed some of the seeds to Nan Xing: "Put two in one pit."

Like planting peanuts, Nan Xing nodded, took the seeds and started to work.

Putting benevolence is naturally easier than digging holes and covering soil, and the speed is also faster, so it seems that the two of them are relatively free.

Naturally, one mu of land could not be finished in one morning. Seeing that the sun was getting stronger and stronger, Jing Mo simply asked them to go back first.

"It will take a day anyway, come back in the afternoon."

Everyone was indeed parched from the sun. Now that the employer had spoken, they didn't refuse, and picked up the farm tools one after another.

Nan Xing returned the remaining corn seeds to Jing Mo and went to the ditch to wash his hands.

Jing Mo collected the seeds, took off the water bag, and poured a big gulp of Liangbaikai into his mouth.

After quenching his thirst, Jing Mo went to wash his hands.

Burdens can be stacked. Nan Xing pressed them together and was about to carry them, but a big hand took them over.

"I'll do it." After Jing Mo finished speaking, he took the burden on his shoulders.

Nan Xing looked at the tall and handsome man beside him, and it was undeniable that his heart trembled a little.

It was the first time Nan Xing got so close to him, the two of them were almost shoulder to shoulder, and he could even feel the heat from Jing Mo's body.

The sweat mixed in the masculine air wave is not as smelly as other men, but has a woody aroma.

It's so faint that you might miss it if you don't smell it carefully.

He didn't know where Jing Mo got it from, maybe it was a sachet, but Nan Xing liked the smell, so he sniffed and inhaled lightly.

Jing Mo didn't know that Nan Xing behaved like Xiao Bian. He was afraid of being misunderstood, so he took the burden and stayed away from Nan Xing.

Take a step away.

The wife of the village head and the others also packed up their things and carried them home one after another.

Jing Mo carried the burden and followed at the outermost side of the team, while Nan Xing was in front of him.

Everyone was a little tired, and there was no conversation on the way. They just made an appointment at the gate of the village to start work in the late afternoon, and then went home.