After dressing as a widow

There was not even a drop of soup left in a large pot of Erhe Noodles cat's ears that was almost full. Although there were very few diced bacon, everyone finally got a taste of the meat.

Lin Zhuzi had never eaten so full before. Although there was a lot of soup, it was full of oil and water, which made him less hungry than the pimple rice he ate before.

He took the initiative to run over to wash the pot for Lin Zhen: "Uncle, what shall we have for dinner next time, can we still eat the cat's ears?"

He is Mrs. Lin's eldest child. He is already nine years old. In a few years, he will find a marriage and have children.

But in Lin Zhen's eyes, this nephew, who is two years older than his stepson, is a real child. He looked at Lin Zhuzi, who was handsome like his elder brother, and said, "How can you eat cat's ears every day? You have to fill your stomach."

"But cat ears are delicious..."

Lin Zhen patted his furry head: "There are many more delicious things than cat's ears. I'll let you taste your fill in the future."

From the candy last night to today's cat's ears, Lin Zhuzi's little ones adored Lin Zhen so much, and when they heard that there were actually something better than cat's ears, they squeaked around Lin Zhen, Ask Lin Zhen what else to eat.

Lin Zhen then wrung his fingers and told them candied haws, donkey rolling, croquettes...

When Lin Zhen talked about the bunch of small things so much that his mouth was drooling and his eyes were rounded, he escaped. As soon as he came out, he was caught by Father Lin, who gave him the cotton robe that had been torn off a little: " You child... you child..."

Lin Zhen hugged the padded robe and pulled him to sit down: "Father, you and sister-in-law can change some clothes at home in the afternoon, and try to let Chun Xing, Chun Xiang, Huai Xiang and the others wear new clothes. Father, brother and I Let's go look in the field."

"I can't say no to you," Aunt Lin understood, and now that he is an ignorant boy, he has a right mind, and he said, "If you change your clothes, you can change them. It's your aunt's wish, and I don't care about it."

"It's just true, you can tell daddy, how much money do you have?"

Lin Zhen had long been prepared to be asked, and said calmly, "About twelve taels."

When Father Lin heard the number ten taels, his heart finally dropped, "Well, well, it's best if you have your own savings. By the way, you should cook at home in the afternoon. The work in the field If you are tired, don't go."

Lin Zhen blinked, not at all flustered by saying that three taels of silver were ten taels.

His father still underestimated Yuanshen's extravagance. He wanted to eat well, wear well, and use well. As long as he got silver from Gu Da, he would immediately go to the town to buy things. The ointment is much more valuable than the cotton coats and trousers he brought.

Lin Zhen said: "My sewing work is just like that. For your granddaughters and grandchildren to wear new clothes, you can stay and help my sister-in-law."

"And I have my elder brother and my second elder brother taking care of me, so I won't be tired."

Father Lin still wanted to talk, but Lin Zhen made sense of it instead, and finally stayed to make clothes and cook with the eldest daughter-in-law.

The two elder brothers of the Lin family and Father Lin also had a strange feeling when they heard that Lin Zhen was going to go to the field with them, but Father Lin, who loves Lin Zhen the most, agreed, and they had no objection.

After eating and resting for a while, the whole family went out carrying hoes, sickles and baskets.

Liyu Village is a small village built along a river, with some hillsides at the back and paddy fields for irrigation in the front, but due to the flooding of the river in the rainy season, people in the village dare not put their thoughts into the fields, all Sorghum and buckwheat are grown to fill the stomach to the maximum.

The fields are desolate in winter, but there are many people, all of whom are clearing up the weeds in the fields and preparing for spring plowing in the coming year.

When the neighbors saw the Lin family coming out, they straightened up and said hello, "Uncle Lin's family has enough people, I'm afraid they can't stand in the ground!"

Then he saw Lin Zhen who was blindingly white among a group of people, and he said, "This is a real brother, he looks so good-looking, he doesn't look like the mud legs in our village at all."

Lin Zhen found this person from Yuan's memory, and said hello with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Aunt Zhang is still in such a healthy body."

"Hahahaha I'm old, I'm no different than young people like you," Aunt Zhang's family lived next to the Lin family, and her life was similar to that of the Lin family. She and her husband had four sons and three daughters, and all but the youngest daughter became married. , now all the people standing in the field are strong men, she suppressed her voice a little, and asked Lin Zhen, "A few days ago, your father and uncle went to Datianzi Village, how is it, and everything is settled?"

"It's done. The uncle's family wants the child. They are afraid that he will be bored by himself. They will take him to live for a while."

"That's good..." Aunt Zhang is not stupid, and she doesn't think this matter is as easy as Lin Zhen said.

Gu Da is a famous person from all over the world. He has money and a house. It would be best if the child can be raised by Lin Zhen's side. In the future, Lin Zhen will have someone to take care of him and have a tile to cover him.

But the uncle Lang in front of Gu Da took the child away, and after a long time, the child had nothing to do with Lin Zhen at all.

Aunt Zhang looked at Lin Zhen's pretty face, which looked like a lotus flower that blooms every summer in the muddy pond at the east end of the village, and smacked her lips.

Among other things, if the brother of the Lin family wants to remarry, he will definitely be able to marry...

The houses in the village are densely packed, and the fields of every family are next to each other. After saying goodbye to Aunt Zhang, I met several other families. Lin Zhen came to his field with many eyes.

There are fourteen members of the Lin family. They have three paddy fields, two dry lands, and a piece of sloping land that was reclaimed. Except for the grain that is taxed every year, it will run out of grain in spring.

If the year is a little worse, it will be even more difficult.

Brother Lin pointed to the grass roots and broken stones dug up in the ground: "You and Chunxiang Xingxiang and the others pick these up together, and when you get tired, sit under the tree for a while."

Lin Zhen looked at the loose dusty soil, nodded, and bent down to pick up grass roots and finely broken stones.

Chunxiang, Xingxiang, Huaixiang and the three came close to him, chirping and telling him: "Gu Da, this grass root is really sweet, but it's too old to chew now."

Xingxiang said: "It's not very sweet, not as sweet as the sugar my aunt brought."

Huaixiang was the most silent of the three children, she just shook the soil off the grass roots and threw it into the small basket behind her.

Lin Zhen said a few words to Xingxiang and Chunxiang, and asked Huaixiang, "Do you want to carry these grass roots back?"

Huai Xiang nodded: "Take it back and start a fire, it will burn quickly."

Lin Zhen looked at the well-developed root system in his hands, and each group had almost two palm-sized grass roots, and understood that this was also a family "property" that could not be discarded.

After all, most of the mountains in the village belong to the local landlord’s private property, and the landlord’s private property does not allow them, non-tenant farmers, to chop and collect firewood. They can only go to places that do not belong to the landlord’s private property, but what about the firewood in those places? It can afford the felling of the whole village every year.

The soil in the field is not sticky at all, and it will be clean after a little shaking. While picking up the grass roots, Lin Zhen looked at the father Lin who was struggling to wield the hoe in front of him, the eldest brother Lin, the second brother Lin, and the second sister-in-law, as well as Lin Zhuzi and the second sister-in-law of the sister-in-law's family. Lin Dali of his sister-in-law's family felt restless in his heart.

He walked up to Father Lin and asked softly, "Father, how many catties of sorghum can our field harvest in a year?"

Seeing his flushed and sweaty cheeks, Father Lin thought that he was tired and wanted to rest, and said, "It weighs about 100 kilograms, and the grass is thicker there. You can sit there." He pointed to a place above the ridge of the field.

Lin Zhendao: "It's only over 100 catties, why don't you add some fertilizer?"

"What kind of fertilizer?" Lin's father is an old man who has been working for many years, and he has never heard of any kind of farmyard manure.

All they have to do is to plant the seeds in the spring, pull out the grass when there is grass, and carry water to pour it when it is dry. They never know what kind of fertilizer is available.

Lin Zhendao: "Actually, I have never seen anyone use it, but father, you know that Gu Da often runs outside. Once he was drunk and told me that he had been to a place where people used fertilizers. A mu of land can harvest more than 300 catties of grain."

"What!!!" Father Lin's eyes widened like copper bells, "More than 300 catties!"

"Impossible, this is simply impossible!"

"Gu Da has no lies in his mouth. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't be able to make up these words." Lin Zhen silently recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart, sorry Gu Da, and borrowed your name to use it.

Who made him a brother who has never been out of town, and Gu Da is a capable person who has earned a lot of money in the eyes of others.

Father Lin was already frightened by the figure of [-] jin per mu. While he didn't believe it was true, he was somewhat convinced by Gu Da, a capable person.

And the yield per mu is [-] catties. If it is true that one mu of land can grow [-] catties of grain, my family will not have to be hungry for so long next year, and it will definitely last until the next year's autumn harvest.

Father Lin's breath became rough, he stopped the hoe in his hand, and asked Lin Zhen: "Do you know what that fertilizer is? Did Gu Da tell you?"

"As I said before, to make compost, first dry the fine soil, mix it with human manure and livestock manure and compact it, and it will be ready to use after two months." Lin Zhen's family conditions were average before he made a fortune, and he often worked with his grandparents when he was young , The doorway inside is very clear.

When Father Lin heard that the fertilizer was made from human dung and livestock dung, he murmured in his heart.

But the harvest of [-] catties is too tempting. He gritted his teeth: "Do things first, and tell me in detail when you get back. If we can do it, our family will do it this year!"

The Lin family has two acres of paddy fields, four acres of dry land, and five acres of reclaimed land. If they all use fertilizer——

Can't think, can't think, Father Lin swung the hoe vigorously, sweating one by one on the ground.

After working all afternoon, I came home after the sun was shining. I shook out the grass roots and filled the basket, which was carried on the backs of the adults, and the little ones followed beside me with their heads drooping.

Father Lin and sister-in-law Lin made pimple rice and a pot full of cabbage and radish soup, with a few oil residues floating in the soup.

The whole family took bowls and chopsticks. Except Lin's father, Lin Adie, and his two elder brothers and sisters-in-law, everyone on the table consciously poured soup into the glutinous rice, and brought it to the yard to eat while squatting.

Father Lin finally couldn't help it, and couldn't wait to eat the meal and said: "Brother Zhen, tell me about the fertilizer you mentioned."

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Other people at the table looked at the two father and son, and Father Lin's tone sounded a bit like talking to those old people in the clan.