In the entire Wangjia Village, only the dog egg family raises silkworms.

Before the production team was not allocated land for self-cultivation and the rural sideline business was not released, his family was secretly raised.

There are also more than a dozen old mulberry trees behind the front house of the village, which can provide a source of food for spring silkworms.

At this stage, his family raised silkworms, mainly to harvest silkworm pupae and add some protein, fat and other nutrients to the barren spring dinner table where the whole family had no oil and water.

It is said that Goudan's grandmother is from Shandong, and in her hometown, her ancestors have had the custom of raising silkworms and eating silkworm chrysalis for generations.

Therefore, in every green and yellow spring, the little babies in Wangjiazhuang, who have empty bellies, have a new game to kill time, which is to be a silkworm farmer who raises silkworms and draws silk.

From black silkworm seeds to gray-white silkworms, to soft silkworm pupae and silkworm cocoons, the gameplay of different stages is also different.

The mother of the dog is a typical rural woman, and the penny she usually saves has to be broken in half, and every grass and tree in the house is as expensive as life.

It's a pity that the thief is difficult to prevent, she is a loser.

From the beginning of the spring silkworm seeding, the dog will try to get a little out every day and share it with his companions.

The defeated son is so generous, if he is caught by his mother, he must be skinned.

The silkworm bed of Dachengzi silkworm raising is two matchboxes, and the black seeds given by the dog egg are sprinkled in the box, and then covered with two mulberry leaves, which is considered to be done.

As you can imagine, not a single silkworm hatched.

The dog then sent silkworms, and in the end, he could only wait for the advent of other people's silkworm chrysalis and silkworm cocoons.

The ending of Gangzi and Plug is similar, only the fruits of Maoya's family remain.

The boys have always lacked a little aura in silkworm raising and handicraft.

It is more difficult for them to do a thing in a proper manner than to ascend to the sky, but they are good at sabotage, and it is not a problem to do some errands by handing bricks and tiles.

To describe these babies in the local dialect of the Jianghuai region, they are all at the age of poking toads to death and killing monkeys.

It's their nature to be spoilt and active, and the boy who is too gentle and obedient is even more worried.

The silkworm bed chosen by Mao Ya is a sieve at home, made of bamboo strips, which is ventilated and breathable.

A spring rain fell, and the silkworm bed rustled, which was the sound of spring silkworms foraging.

Mao Ya called his minions to share the fruits of victory.

In the gloomy farm tool room, looking at the white silkworms wriggling faintly in the sieve, Dachengzi's first thought was the dung maggots in the pit, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"These little silkworms have to pick mulberry leaves to feed them every day, I can't do it alone, you all have to help me!"

The Mao Ya gang leader looked at the little friends who were drooling under their chins and began to give orders.

The spring silkworm larvae in the sieve are desperately foraging, which also makes these little babies hungry, and they can't wait to take a mulberry leaf and put it in their mouths to taste the taste.

"The big yellow dog of the dog Dan family bites people, I was bitten a few days ago!"

Gangzi was the first to shirk responsibility, and he was not interested in picking mulberry and raising silkworms.

The mulberries on the trees were still green, and he had already tasted them, but they didn't taste good at all.

"Daddy Dog Egg is on the edge of the fence every day to enjoy the coolness, and when he sees us stealing his mulberry leaves, he doesn't hammer us to death. The bolt added.

The ancestor of the dog was a landlord in the past, and the local people of his ancestral house called it "Tianjia Weizi".

The pond is on three sides, with only one outlet connected to the outside.

Daddy Dog Egg has been suffering for half his life because of the composition of the rich peasant landlord, and he has his share in every criticism meeting of the brigade and the commune.

The real estate in the enclosure was also shared by several other poor middle peasants.

But the genes of the exploiting class in this old man's bones do not seem to have changed at all.

Industrious and stingy, he treats money as his life.

Especially in the past two years, the country's policies have begun to relax, and the old man's waist has become more and more straight.

Walking around the front and back of the house with a wooden stick all day long, every grass and tree in the fence is not allowed by him, and others do not want to take it out.

The braincase of the plug must have been greeted by the dog's father, so when it came to going to Tian's house to steal mulberry leaves, this little baby became frightened.

But in the entire oil mill production team, only Tianjiaweizi has a few old mulberries, and the great cause of raising silkworms can't be persevered.

"Dog, you just need to come out and carry a little bit every day! Such a few silkworms don't have to shed many leaves!" Mao Ya suggested.

The white larvae in the sieve, the bored babies have just counted them, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and twenty.

At present, only a dozen mulberry leaves are enough to eat every day.

Yesterday my mother beat me, and I won't be able to bring out a needle from now on!"

The dog's head shook like a rattle, and there was a black bun the size of a broad bean on his forehead, which must have been his mother's masterpiece.

This guy only wore a pair of red cloth shorts, naked and shirtless, and looked like a black donkey's balls.

Even if he could pick the mulberry leaves, there would be no place to put them, so he couldn't make a basket with his pants bare.

Besides, there is his tiger-like father, who sits on the edge of the fence all day long!

"Chengzi, go ahead! The dog's mother is your cousin, she will definitely not beat you!"

A few little babies lost their attention for a while, and just looked at Dachengzi, and the ghost idea came out again.

"Good!"

The ignorant and fearless Dachengzi was so happy that he took his life with his stomach upright.

In order to win the favor of the eldest children, brush up on his sense of existence among the dolls, basically every time Mao Ya and Gangzi explain an errand, Chengzi will rush to do it.

Although he is clumsy, more often than not, he has more than enough to achieve.

"It's okay for Chengzi to go once or twice, my dad will definitely annoy him when he goes to my house every day!, no!"

Goudan knows his miser father best, and his daughter-in-law's relatives come to the house to rub food and things, and they will drip him with vinegar, not to mention going every day.

Chengzi always runs to Tian's house, and he will eventually suffer his poor pond fish.

"This won't work, that won't work! I won't raise it! Dogs! You can take these silkworms home!"

Mao Ya is a bad girl, and when she saw that a few babies couldn't pay attention, she picked on her.

Afraid of the bite of the yellow dog, afraid of the old lady's beating, afraid of turning over the crutch of the landlord and the old man.

These few people who have always been sabotage and don't know what to be afraid of, suddenly there are so many fears, which is what the hairy girl who is the king of children did not expect.

But the great cause of sericulture is related to a good summer for them, how can they give up halfway.

Without silkworm pupae and cocoons, a sunny day in June would have lost a lot of color.

The post-70s babies in Dabie Mountain will make a very special toy by themselves every summer.

A five-foot-long bamboo pole is cut off from the head and inserted into an oval bamboo strip to become the shape of a long-handled tennis racket.

Then find a huge cobweb, stretch it out and wrap it around, and a sharp weapon for catching insects is made.

Use it to net dragonflies, catch knowledge, catch butterflies, catch grasshoppers, and always be invincible.

At that time, in the afternoon or dusk in the countryside, when you see a group of bare-chested peasant children, waving bamboo poles running around in the forest or in the field, nine times out of ten, they are doing this kind of thing.

Then use these trophies to fish for shrimp, and use the fish and shrimp to feed cats and dogs, and the fun is endless!

But the cobwebs have a disadvantage, that is, they are too thin and not strong, and when they encounter a larger one or a dragonfly, they will pass through the web.

In the long summer, I don't know how many poor cobwebs will be poisoned by the naughty children.

In the Wangjia Dazhuang of the oil mill production team, the little baby came up with an original idea to use silk without glue to make a net.

Such an insect trap artifact is durable and will not be damaged for ten days and a half months.

But it was definitely not a dog who came up with it, and with his IQ, he couldn't make such a new thing.

The cooking of silkworm chrysalis has already spread from Tianjiaweizi to the entire oil mill production team, and the little babies have also made a lot of innovations.

The gap in the ridge of the rice field is used as a pot stove, and silkworm pupa, zhiliao, dragonfly, and river crab are connected with bamboo branches, and a bunch of wildfires are lit below.

After a few wisps of black smoke, a half-cooked game feast without oil and salt is ready.

Chengzi, Gangzi, dog eggs, plugs, all eat the black ash on their faces, and the taste must be better than any mountain treasure.

So when I heard Mao Ya say that she didn't raise silkworms, the little babies with beautiful visions were at a loss for a while, and they all looked at their leaders without love.

Without a leader to lead the team, the following days will not be able to mix.

"Otherwise, I'll give the signal, you guys will come from the dock, and my dad won't be able to see it!"

Every morning and afternoon, after the adults of Tianjia Weizi went to work, only the dog father and the other two old men were left to enjoy the cool under the old willow tree on the edge of the enclosure.

As long as you can bypass them, you'll be fine.

Amidst the rolling eyes and threatening voices of his playmates, Goudan finally came up with a feasible strategy.

"What's the signal?" Mao Ya came to her senses again.

"I learn how to bark as a dog, and there are adults in the family, so you can't come over! I learn how to bark as a cat, and the adults are all going to work!"

The dog's idea amused everyone to lean back and back, and Dachengzi simply rolled on the ground full of chicken droppings.

It's a good idea, and it's very much in line with the baby's appetite.

The pond in Tianjiaweizi is only three zhang wide, and Gangzi and Maoya, who can be planed, can swim back and forth on it.

Dachengzi and plugs will not be watery, but can be connected on the side.

The five of them also made an appointment to take the whistle of the production captain Lao Luo Tou as a signal, and after the whistle, it was the time for Mao Ya and Dachengzi to set off.

As the saying goes, three stinkers race each other.

A few little babies who don't understand the world get together, and sometimes they do jaw-dropping things.

Just like today's adults and the babies who are addicted to online games at home, there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing they can't do.

"It stinks! Chengzi, where did you get the on you!"

After the major matters were discussed, everyone noticed the smell on Chengzi's body.

Mao Ya pinched her nose and slapped her cousin's bare head.

Gangzi and Dogan rushed out of the door in a hurry, for fear that Chengzi's stinky would rub on them.

Dachengzi is energetic now, desperately chasing every little baby who is hiding from him, and he is also happy.

Once upon a time, rubbing cow dung and chicken manure on friends has also become a game of cat and mouse.

The joy of childhood is everywhere, and the innocent laughter is sprinkled in every corner of the hometown.

And this joy has become farther and farther away, turning into a wisp of nostalgia that cannot be retired, sprinkled on the gorgeous hair of our early birth.

In the following days, the sericulture of the adults went smoothly.

Maoya's silkworm bed has changed from a sieve to a larger bamboo mat, and the container for wading through the water to collect mulberry from Tianjiaweizi every day has also changed from a small basket to a bamboo basket.

A month later, the silkworm mountain made of straw was finally covered with cocoons of white flowers.

The spring silkworms pupate into butterflies, and the sweet and sour mulberries attract the yellow birds full of trees.

It also gave Gangzi and Dachengzi, these gluttonous cats, new pursuits and hopes.

Sitting under the old mulberry tree in Tianjiaweizi, a lot of mulberry fruit is stuffed into his mouth, and his mouth is full of ink, which is the New Year.

Just like the ancient poem says: the yellow oriole pecks the purple leaf, and the mulberry branches sing in May. I don't keep track of the day, and I mistake it for the spring time.