Chapter Twenty-Six: The First Piece of Land

Well?

Jiang Cheng didn't expect his mother to oppose his farming so strongly, while his father was a listener to his mother on the sidelines and didn't express any opinions.

"And it's not easy to get a college student out of the family, we just hope that you can go out of the countryside and go to work and live in the city, and don't live a life facing the loess with your back to the sky, but you are good, and you will return to your hometown to farm after graduation!"

After speaking, my mother sighed deeply, and there was a great feeling of lamenting her misfortune and being angry.

"Ah Cheng Dad, what do you say?"

Mom asked Dad.

"Ah Cheng, your mother is right, it is the dream of many young people to work in the city, almost all the young people in our village have gone to the big city to break through, but you have chosen to stay in the countryside, which is the opposite of most people's thinking. ”

"Your dad was right. “

Mom said with a sigh.

"Dad knows you have your own ideas, and if you definitely want to do something, sometimes you have to stick to it. “

"Hey, I said Jiang Shu, what's the matter with you, the first two sentences are still on point, why the more you go down, the more outrageous it becomes. “

Mom quickly stopped Dad's words, and then glared at him fiercely.

And my father just smiled, picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of shiitake mushrooms for my mother, and didn't quarrel with my mother.

"Okay, okay, how do you like it, anyway, I don't agree with you coming back to farm, this new variety is a benefit, but you can definitely fit our land here? And after you grow it, where will you sell it? Are you going to go to the vegetable market to compete with those uncles and aunts who buy vegetables? How much money can you earn a day? How will you live in the future, have you considered these questions?"

Mom said a lot of problems that Jiangcheng really needed to solve in one breath.

"Mom, I know you're doing it for my good, but I'm still young, just let me try, half a year, if I can't do well after half a year, I'll honestly go back to the city to find a job and continue to work. “

Jiang Cheng assured his mother.

"Look, this financial channel says that college students go back to the village to plant orchards and earn millions a year. “

Dad tuned the TV to the financial channel's "Fortune Sutra", in which the reporter was interviewing a young college boy.

"Just help him speak. “

The old mother glanced at Jiang Shu and picked up the rice soup on the table by herself.

"Why don't you have a meal in the rice soup? “

Mom said a word to Jiang Cheng, and then took a sip.

The taste, the aroma of rice and the soft and glutinous sweetness of cooked rice instantly conquered my mother, and it was the first time she could drink such a feeling when she drank simple rice soup.

"This rice is also a new variety of your classmates?"

Mom asked curiously.

"Uh-huh, yes, Mom, how does it taste?"

Jiang Cheng asked with a smile.

"It's okay. “

My mother didn't want to say anything in support of Jiang Cheng, but after speaking, she continued to drink the whole bowl of rice soup, and then went to the rice cooker to fill a bowl.

Dad and Jiang Cheng glanced at each other, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

"Your mother is just worried about your future life, and you have to be considerate of your mother. “

While his mother went to serve the soup, Jiang Shu said to Jiang Cheng earnestly.

"I know, Dad, don't worry, I'm going to make a name for myself. “

Jiang Cheng said firmly.

"This kind of thing is famous, you can break out or not, Mom and Dad just hope that you can live a healthy and safe life. “

Dad used chopsticks to clip a piece of egg for Jiang Cheng and said with a smile.

In Jiang Cheng's eyes, his father is like this, he looks at all fame and fortune lightly, and he can stand up for all injustices, and sometimes Jiang Cheng will have the illusion that his father is not the same kind of person as the people in the market.

In the afternoon, when I finished eating, my father was reading a book alone in the yard, and when it was almost two o'clock, Jiang Cheng rode a bicycle and took the seeds that he had planted in the field for more than two hours, and now they have grown into small seedlings.

The three kinds of seedlings, tomatoes, shiitake mushrooms, and small peppers, Jiangcheng used three bags to put them in the bags when they arrived at the ground.

At 10 o'clock, Sun Youzhi drove his blue plough seeder, accompanied by a rumbling roar.

The machine was very loud, in the shape of a slash, and there was a row of sharp gears under the back of the saddle to plough the land, and when turned over, it turned into a rice transplanter.

"Ah Cheng, 50 pieces of land per acre, you have two acres, 100 whole acres, but uncle, I want to remind you that the survival rate of the seedlings planted now is not high. “

Sun Youzhi reminded Jiang Cheng again.

"Uncle, I have a number, you can start. ”

Sun Youzhi reminded him many times, Jiang Cheng also knew that it was for his good, but he had a secret weapon, so he couldn't tell others, he could only be firm in his beliefs.

"Okay, then Uncle will start. ”

As soon as Sun Youzhi moved the rocker handle, the plough machine drove into the two acres of mountain land of Jiang Cheng's house, the sharp sawtooth began to roll, and the soil that was originally as hard as a stone began to be turned over, and in five minutes, the land in Jiang Cheng's house was turned over, and the new soil was facing up, revealing fresh soil and mud, and then Jiang Cheng put the tomatoes, The seedlings of shiitake mushrooms and small peppers were handed over to him, and they were poured into the rice transplanting machine in batches, and then Sun Youzhi drove the machine to slide through the ground again, and all the seedlings were almost accurately inserted in the ground, only a few were disorderly.

It didn't take half an hour in total.

"That's it!"

Sun Youzhi drove the machine out of the ground and clapped his hands and stood in front of Jiang Cheng.

"Thank you, Uncle Sun, this is a hundred yuan. ”

Jiang Cheng handed a hundred red tickets to Sun Youzhi's hand.

Sun Youzhi took the money handed over by Jiang Cheng and put it in his pocket, thinking that tonight's wine was down again.

"Uncle Sun, I want to ask you something, who in our village has that kind of bucket that can be used to water the ground, I want to water the seedlings. ”

Jiang Cheng asked with a smile.

"Hey, Ah Cheng, you can ask the right person, if you ask others, others really don't know, because I go door-to-door to plow the land for them to farm, this kind of thing I know, your Uncle Zhou's family has this kind of bucket, but it is loaded on a motor tricycle, do you have a driver's license?"

"Yes, thank you Uncle Sun, I'll go to Uncle Zhou's house to have a look. ”

Uncle Zhou is the old man with a hoe he met when Jiang Cheng came to farm before, named Zhou Shishi, and he is also a warm-hearted person in the village.

When Jiang Cheng went, Uncle Zhou was dialing garlic at home, and when he heard that Jiang Cheng came to borrow a bucket, he wanted to send it to Jiang Cheng without saying a word.

In the end, it was Jiang Cheng who said that he could, so Uncle Zhou let Jiang Cheng go alone.

"This kid won't really stay in the village to farm, this university is in vain, alas. ”

After Zhou Shishi sent Jiang Cheng away, he secretly shook his head while peeling garlic at home.

Jiang Cheng drove the car to his home, first took out two buckets of water from the well and poured them into the big irrigation truck, and then drew water from the family's hand-pressed well, filled the entire irrigation truck, and then drove the car to the field.

Irrigation seedlings began, and Jiang Cheng was really looking forward to whether he could succeed in moving the seedlings from the ground to planting them in reality.