On Tuesday morning, when Zhou Sining got up, she heard a very small but noisy sound of chickens in the house, and she immediately realized that it might be her little quail out of the shell.

I quickly put on my shoes and ran to the hatching vat, lifted the top lid, and saw a small quail squeezing into a mass of shivering on the quilt inside the bucket.

Zhou Sining turned around and went to the door to mix some warm water with a basin, washed his hands, and then walked to the bucket again, reached inside to catch the little quail.

The little quail may have sensed the danger and chirped more rapidly.

Zhou Sining, like the Great Demon King, ignored the cries of these poor little quails and caught a little quail out.

She shook her hand and felt that the little quail weighed very little, but it was normal, and the little quail weighed seven or eight grams when it was born. She held it up to her eyes again and looked closely, the little quail was a little smaller, the fluff was short and thin, because it had just broken out of the shell, and its body was wet, she felt that the little quail's body temperature was a little low, and quickly sent it to its brothers and sisters, and then turned around to find the prepared brooding box.

Adult quails are highly resistant to disease, but they are still fragile until they are grown. At the same time, the individual of the young quail is also very small, the relative body surface area is large, and the heat dissipation is more, so the young quail is very sensitive to temperature. In other words, it can't be cold, and it can't be hot. So in the first few days of their birth, they need to be carefully cared for by her.

She took the prepared foam box, put her hand into the hatching bucket again, and when she took it out, she had already grabbed several small quails in her hand, she carefully selected them one by one, and put the healthy and strong ones into the foam box, and the remaining few that looked wobbly and not too strong were put into a small cardboard box.

In principle, these little quails are to be eliminated, even if they are put in the brooding box, they will die because they can't eat or are pecked by the strong little quails. However, she has little money now, and she doesn't want to waste a little, so take out these weak ones separately and try to raise them, if she lives, of course, she will lose as little as possible, and if she dies, it will be in vain, so whether she lives or dies, it will not affect the normal growth of other quails.

She counted as she picked up, and when she had finished picking them up, the number of small quails also came out. A total of one hundred and ten quail eggs were put in, six of them had been eliminated because of the bad ones, and the remaining one hundred and four had hatched. She had just picked out the five weaker ones, and now there were ninety-nine little quails in the brooding box.

She moved the brooding box to the kang, reached in and pulled out an open space, put the cardboard box that had just filled the weak quails inside, and then put the light bulb she had prepared in advance on top of the brood box, and turned on the electricity, and the forty-watt light bulb lit up.

The city is just that, although it is just as poor, but the hardware facilities are much better than those in the countryside. Zhou Sining's most satisfying thing when she moved to the city was that she didn't have to light the oil lamp, and she could finally use electricity. Although electricity can only be used for lighting for her now, this has made her very satisfied.

When quails are small, they need light. Light is important for the growth and development of young quails, it can improve the vitality of young quails, stimulate appetite, promote the synthesis of vitamins A and D, and promote growth and development.

Of course, the most trouble-free thing is natural light, that is, sunlight, but now at the end of March, it is still very cold outside, and there is no way to move the brood box outside, so you can only use artificial light, that is, you can take a light bulb and hang it forty or fifty centimeters above the head of the little quail.

After Zhou Sining placed the brooding box, he went over to close the lid of the hatching barrel, and by the way, he felt the temperature inside to see if he needed to change a piece of honeycomb coal.

Although the baby quail has come out of the shell, the hatching bucket still needs to be kept warm, because she has put five eggs in the hatching bucket in addition to quail eggs, and can only put five eggs.

She plans to focus on quail breeding, but she can also take the time to raise a few chickens, not to make money, and it is convenient to raise her own family to eat eggs or chicken.

When she got up in the morning, she was busy with these little ones, her face was not washed or brushed, and when she had almost served them, she began to work on herself.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face for a few minutes, she pushed the door out with a basin and prepared to pour the dirty water.

"Her aunt, she got up late today, was she tired yesterday?" It happened that Sister-in-law Sun was poking the stove in the kitchen, and when she saw her come out, she said, "You should listen to me, work slowly, and be kind to yourself when you are young, or you will know how powerful you are when you reach my age." ”

Last Monday, everyone who should go to work in this yard went to work, and everyone who should go to school went to school, and Sister-in-law Sun and Zhou Sining were left at home.

Then Sister-in-law Sun asked Zhou Sining to work together.

Didn't Zhou Tian pull back a cart of branches, and when Xiaoxia came back, she and her brother unloaded the branches she had cut down to the base of the wall of their house. The Zhou family was also placed under the wall, but it was far away from the Sun family.

These branches can't be burned immediately when they are cut down, because there is moisture in them, and they need to be spread out and dried.

Before, Zhou Sining had to use branches to weave baskets, and he couldn't let the branches dry, so he didn't move when they were piled up, and he had to sprinkle some water on them from time to time to keep them moist.

This week's basket is almost finished, and only a small half of this large pile of branches needs to be left, and the rest has to be dried in the sun, or it will become moldy and rotten after a long time.

Sister-in-law Sun asked her to do this job together.

After all, Zhou Sining has been working in the countryside for more than half a year, and she is used to collecting firewood, so she doesn't touch it, so she does the work with a chirp, spreads it out and dries it for most of the day, and then stacks the wooden segments that have been dried on it into palm-length pieces, which are just enough to put in the coal stove and burn easily.

Although Sister-in-law Sun is older, she is from the city after all, and she is tired after working for a while, and at the same time reminds Zhou Sining that it is time to rest.

Zhou Sining didn't feel tired at all, and besides, she still had a lot of work to do in the house, how could she waste time on this, so she didn't listen to her, and went back to the house after finishing the work in one go.

Sister-in-law Sun saw that she didn't listen to persuasion and muttered a few words, no, I saw that she got up late today, and I thought she was tired yesterday.

Zhou Sining didn't explain to her, smiled, splashed the dirty water in the basin into the yard with a wave of his hand, and then went back to the house to cook.

She never fooled around when she ate by herself, scooped up rice and boiled porridge in a crockpot, then took out an egg from the basket, washed it and put it in a crockpot to cook together.

He took a grate from the wall and put it on top of the clay pot, and took out a nest head from the basket hanging from the beam and put it on the grate, and then closed the lid of the pot.

It's just that the lid of the pot is the lid of an iron pot, and it can be used even if it is placed on a crockpot, which is nondescript.

Zhou Sining is a pragmatist, and now under this condition, as long as it can be used, the appearance is not so important for the time being.

After cooking her own meal, she began to prepare the first meal for the little quails.

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