Chapter 54 Raising Germ to Plant Rice

She is still busy here, and Qin Zhuang is not idle either.

Seeing that she had planted things around the yard, he called Qin Zichang and went to the mountain to cut down some more branches, split them with a woodcutter, and put them around as a fence.

She just surrounded the place where she planted the seeds.

It can be seen that it is to prevent the chickens raised in the village from running over and causing harm to the vegetable field.

Cheap dad is a scumbag, but he is still an expert at work.

It didn't take long for the old couple to surround the fence. In addition, they also opened a small door so that she could go in and pick vegetables when they grow later.

There is a path in the middle, making it equally convenient to enter and exit the yard.

Seeing the suddenly changed courtyard, Qin Zhiyi felt particularly comfortable.

By the time these tasks were finished, Qin Zichang and Qin Zhuang were so tired that they were beating their backs with their hands.

When the two little guys saw this, they immediately ran up behind them.

Erni tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Qin Zhuang: "Grandma, does your back hurt? Erni will help you rub your back."

Dabao also said at this time: "I will help grandpa beat his back."

The two of them usually do this kind of work.

When their mother-in-law finished her work, she would also suffer from back pain. At this time, they would make her sit on a chair and use their small fists to beat her back and squeeze her shoulders.

Mrs. Qin Zhuang responded, and the more she looked at these two grandsons, the more she liked them.

I was secretly glad in my heart. Fortunately, member Li was dead. Otherwise, these two lovely grandchildren would still have to live in the Li family, and I don’t know how much suffering they would have suffered.

Erni is young and a girl, so she doesn't have much strength in her fists.

Dabao is different. During this period of time, he has been practicing martial arts with Fei Chengsheng, and his punches are already somewhat powerful.

Qin Zhiyi looked at this scene with a faint smile on his face. He went into the room and made tea for the two elders, brought it out and placed it on the small stool next to them.

The sun was still warm at this time, and the two elders were sitting on chairs with their eyes closed, looking extremely comfortable.

Only Qin Zichang knew what he was thinking.

He now hopes that his daughter can marry Fei Chengsheng as soon as possible. You must know that Fei Chengsheng has a lot of money, and the betrothal gift will definitely be indispensable.

I just thought about it over and over, but I couldn't figure out how to do this in advance. After all, the nights are long and there are many dreams.

Since he couldn't think of it, he didn't think about it either. Xiaobao hammered for a while and then said gently: "Okay, I won't hammer anymore. If I pound my little hand again, it will hurt. What should I do if my dear grandson is exhausted?"

Except for their grandma, Dabao and Erni have never been favored by their elders. When they heard their grandfather say this, both of them had smiles of satisfaction on their faces.

Erni even buried her little face in Qin Zhuang's arms.

Looking at the three of them, Qin Zhiyi knew Qin Zichang's plan behind the harmony, but he couldn't bear to disturb this warm scene.

Qin Zhuang stood up first and said to her: "What are you going to plant in the land your eldest brother and his friends are opening up?"

Qin Zhiyi said: "Since it is a wasteland, I plan to plant some rice."

Although Dali Country is a dynasty that has never appeared in history, she has lived here for several months and has some understanding of the humanistic background here.

She knew that in this era, in addition to corn and winter wheat, the main thing people grew was millet. Without chemical fertilizers or hybrid seeds, one acre could produce up to 100 kilograms per acre, and it could be grown twice a year.

, it only weighs about 200 kilograms, but even so, it has become a staple food for the people in the north.

As for rice, it is mostly grown in the south. Although the price is high, the yield is much higher than that of millet. It can be harvested twice a year, about 300 kilograms in one season, and the total in two seasons is 600 kilograms.

She had bought some rice seeds before and was wondering whether to plant rice on that wasteland.

You must know that although this is not the south, Qinjiazhuang is built around a river. If improved seeds can be cultivated and water can be diverted from the river for irrigation, there will be absolutely no harm.

After hearing this, Qin Zhuang and Qin Zichang looked at each other.

They have been farming all their lives and have never thought of growing something like this in Qinjiazhuang.

Qin Zichang frowned and said, "Is it possible to grow this thing? I heard that it can't be grown in our place."

She was too lazy to explain so much, after all, even if she explained, they might not be able to understand.

Then he said: "That's why I decided to try planting it. It just so happens that although my piece of land is a bit thin, it is relatively close to the river. In case it works out."

Qin Zhuang said: "If she wants to try, let her try. The three of us can't eat much food all year round. If you plant something, you can always receive something."

Qin Zichang did not stop him anymore and nodded: "If you want to plant it, then go ahead. But to plant rice, you need paddy fields. You must first prepare the fields and cultivate the germs. Have you done all the germs?"

She nodded: "It's all done. It's still cold these days, so I put it in the kitchen to incubate the germs. I looked at them last night and they all sprouted. I'll be able to plant the paddy fields in the next two days."

Seeing what she said, the old couple stopped talking. Qin Zichang said, "I'll go to your second uncle's house and lend him his cow. Then you can cook dinner later and forget about the rest."

With Qin Zichang's words, she felt at ease and said: "Dad, let me go with you. After all, I am borrowing something from my second uncle's house. It's not good if no one goes."

Her father's reputation is not good, but with her coming forward, he feels more at ease.

Sure enough, she followed Qin Zichang and not only borrowed the scalper from her second uncle's house, but when her second uncle heard that she wanted to rake the ground, he immediately said that he had a rake at home and could directly help plow the ground.

There is no doubt that this is a great thing.

When Qin Zi saw this, someone was plowing the ground, so he had nothing to do. If he stayed here, he would have two more bowls of rice, so he said, "That's it. Since your second uncle is helping to rake the ground, your mother and I will do it."

Went back."

Seeing Qin Zi often say this, she didn't stay either.

But Mrs. Qin Zhuang couldn't help but said: "Since you have to work in the fields, I will take the two little ones home so that there will be no place to play. I have a few brothers and sisters with me."

She responded and agreed.

In fact, the Changying siblings were not idle either. After the adults went back to farm, they followed behind to help as much as they could.

As for the younger ones, they also work together in the village to collect livestock manure for composting, but it is better for the two younger ones to stay with their elder brothers and sisters than to do nothing at home.

Mrs. Qin Zhuang left with a few children. Uncle Qin had already driven the cattle over to rake the ground.

When he saw her, he smiled and said: "Your land is not much. It has been plowed. It is not difficult to do it. Later, there are other people who want to plow it. Don't make dinner for me. I will have dinner tonight."

There is room."

Second Uncle Qin really felt sorry for her.

A woman became a widow with two children, and no one in the village felt sorry for her.

Qin Zhiyi also knew that this second uncle was sincerely treating her well. She wanted to give him money, but when she thought that most of the land in the village was being dug for her own people, she just had to have a good meal and a good meal. If she gave

Qian had set a precedent, and it would not be good to ask Uncle Qin for help later in the village. I could only answer the question, thinking that when the family had good things, I would get some for Uncle Qin as a thank you gift.

Qin Zhiyi said: "Okay, I'll thank my second uncle first, prepare some good food later, and then invite my second uncle to my house."
Chapter completed!