After making two green vegetables in the vegetable field of Grandma Li's house, and boiling a bowl of egg noodles with two eggs, Canghai began to plant trees.

First, he planted a few fruit trees in front of his house, and then he began to plant trees near the entrance of the village.

was digging in the pit with Ping'an, Li San's grandmother Qian Ximei came over, and saw her holding a bowl in one hand, eating cornmeal porridge and holding a bun in the other, and walked towards Canghai while eating.

"Haiwazi, what are you doing here?" asked Qian Ximei.

Canghai didn't answer, Ping'an explained: "We are planting trees, the second brother said that when these trees grow, the village will have a cool place in summer."

"That's what it means," Qian Ximei said.

Originally, Qian Ximei came over to remind Canghai that the land here was her family's house, but she was a little embarrassed to open her mouth when she heard Ping'an say this.

It has been ten years since Canghai left his hometown, and he doesn't know much about this, originally he wanted to plant two trees at the entrance of the village, but who knew that this kind of thing would be on the foundation of Li San's grandmother's house.

Canghai didn't know, he knew that he was safe, but he didn't think to tell Canghai, but said to Grandma Li: "Third grandma, this tree is planted on the ground of your house, and the shade of this tree is also your family."

Grandma Li San was a little embarrassed when she heard this, but Ping An was a fool, and she couldn't say it.

Only then did Canghai understand that he planted these two trees on the ground of Grandma Li San's house, although there is a lot of land here, but the countrymen pay more attention to this, and the house is particular.

So Canghai said: "Grandma Li San, I really don't know that this is the foundation of your family's homestead, if I want to move these two trees?

When Canghai said this, Grandma Li San was really embarrassed and opened her mouth and said, "It's okay, you plant it, this tree is still yours."

After speaking, Shi Shiran left with the bowl.

Canghai looked at the back of Grandma Li San and didn't know how to say it for a while, thought for a while and said to Ping'an: "Forget it, let's move these two trees."

Where will there be an opinion in Ping'an, after listening to a few words, I helped Canghai move out of the tree and moved it to the side of the road at the entrance of the village, and now it is not on the foundation of anyone's house, but now these two trees have reached the top of the village slope.

After replanting the horse and watering it, Canghai had to reconsider his own approach, thinking that it was better to plant the remaining saplings in his old kiln and new kiln. Although Canghai doesn't mind giving the tree to the villagers, he also knows that the villagers are also cheeky people, and if he plants the tree on other people's land indiscriminately, then everyone may have to send the money to himself, so it is better not to do this troublesome thing.

An elm tree was planted at the door of the old kiln, an osmanthus tree was planted at the door of the new kiln, and an elm tree was planted. The rest of the willows, poplars, and so on were planted at the bottom of the slope of the vegetable garden, almost at the bottom of the ditch.

It took a day to plant trees with Ping'an, Canghai invited Ping'an to eat at night, and the two sat down with a bowl and just started eating, Hu Shijie arrived.

Canghai hurriedly stood up and motioned for Hu Shijie to come over to eat, Hu Shijie glanced at it and was not polite, took a bowl and filled a bowl of rice from the pot by himself, squatted on the edge of the table and ate it.

"Haiwazi, how much is your tree?" asked Hu Shijie.

Canghai didn't know why Hu Shijie asked, but he still replied funny: "I don't know if my price is too expensive or cheaper."

After speaking, he reported the trees he planted, the price of different tree species is different, the size of the same variety of plants is different, and the price of Canghai is quite affordable.

Hu Shijie nodded secretly when he heard this: "Is there anything else, if there is, I want to buy a few elm trees and jujube trees."

When Canghai heard this, he said: "If you want, I can buy it again, but I don't have it here, and I have planted it in the ground today."

Hu Shijie nodded when he heard this: "I know, you kid still know a little bit about planting trees, I heard that your kid planted trees in front of and behind the house, I came over to take a look, for fear that you planted the wrong tree and attracted jealousy."

"I know a little," Canghai smiled,

The taboo of planting trees is mainly folklore, what is not planted mulberry before, not planted willow after that, not planted in front of the door ghost clapping hands (referring to the poplar) and what pomegranate pepper is buried casually, ginkgo biloba into the land wealth and the like.

"Well, in short, you are not wrong," Hu Shijie said: "You young people may not believe in these things, but there is always some truth handed down by the older generation, even if you don't believe it, you can't do it." By the way, if you can buy these saplings for me when I go to town again, it will be better if I can grow bigger."

"I see," Canghai nodded.

After saying this, everyone continued to eat, and it didn't take long for Wei Wenkui to come over again, and when he saw the three of them eating, he replied that after eating, he squatted next to the table and smoked.

While smoking, he talked about things, and he was still talking about planting trees.

"Don't ask, I just asked the price, it's not expensive, if you want to buy any saplings, just say to Haiwazi," Hu Shijie said.

Wei Wenkui listened to it and directly reported a few trees, which were almost elm, jujube, cinnamon, apricots and the like.

"There is no big problem with the elm tree and the osmanthus tree, I will take a look in a few days, but this apricot tree is a little difficult, not necessarily" Canghai himself did not plant a ginkgo tree, let alone find it for Wei Wenkui.

"Nothing else can be done."

Before Wei Wenkui's words were finished, Li Liren's figure appeared at the door.

"Second Grandpa Li, aren't you also here to inquire about the tree?" Canghai asked with a smile.

Li Liren said: "Yes, I'll come and ask, I want to plant a few trees in front of my home, anyway, now that there is water in the village, I will pour a scoop and a half pot from time to time, and this tree will grow after a year, why do you mean the same?"

Hu Shijie said: "We all mean this."

Canghai smiled: "Then let's count the trees you need, and when I'm done, I'll go to the town, even if you don't have them, I'll let them help buy some."

Planting trees is a good thing, Canghai doesn't want to look at the bare village anymore, with trees, in the summer, the trees are green, and the village looks like a kind of enjoyment, right?

Hearing Canghai say this, several people around nodded one after another, and Li Liren began to count, and after the two of them finished counting, Li Liren went to count all the other trees to be planted, and there were more than 100 saplings that were full of calculations.

Now that there is water, everyone naturally wants to plant trees, for the villagers to plant trees is not only to enjoy the coolness, when the tree grows to a certain time, it is also a good investment.

After watching Canghai take the note, everyone dispersed, cleaned up Canghai and went back to the house to sleep, went to the town early the next morning, handed over the trees needed to Wen Yiyi, and then agreed to come and pick it up, and then returned to the village and began to continue planting his own trees.

A week later, Canghai took Hu Shijie to pull a cart to collect seedlings, and after dragging them back to the village, everyone began to get busy, and two or three days later, small saplings more than one person high were planted in many open spaces in the tree. In order to ensure the survival rate of these small saplings, Canghai secretly got up in the middle of the night to water these little saplings.

Busy and busy, the rainy season of the new year is coming as scheduled.

Canghai stood in his kitchen and looked at the sudden rain outside, and the huge raindrops knocked on the glass ceiling of the kitchen and made a crackling sound.

At the feet of Canghai stood the tiger head, at this time the tiger head was also full of depression on a dog face, it rained for two or three days in a row, and from small to large, restricting its space to go out to play, which made the tiger head also very dissatisfied.

"I really don't know how long this rain will last," Canghai said with a sigh as he looked at the rain curtain outside.

When there is no rain, I want to rain, and when there is rain, I hate that the rain is too big.

"Sea Baby".

At this time, suddenly a voice came down the slope, and Canghai turned his head to find a person standing at the bottom of the slope, a young man in his forties, wearing a green raincoat, waving at him.

Canghai carefully suppressed it, and then recognized that this person was none other than Hu Shijie's eldest son, that is, Ping'an's father Hu Mingshan.

"Uncle Mingshan, when did you come back?" Canghai raised his hand and waved it twice and asked at the same time.

Hu Mingshan said: "When you come back in the morning, you kid is standing in the house, just standing like this, not going to the field to release water? If you let the water in the field accumulate like this, the seedlings will be soaked to death in a few days."

Hearing Hu Mingshan's words, Canghai remembered that he had planted a few acres of land, so he opened his mouth and said, "I'll go right away."

Hearing Canghai's words, Hu Mingshan smiled, picked up the shovel on the ground, turned around and walked towards his father's land.

The water in the field must be put in, so Canghai changed into rain boots, put on a raincoat, took a shovel and carried it on his shoulders and walked into the rain.

The tiger head stood under the eaves, screamed twice at the sea, and saw that the master did not look back, so he hesitated and walked into the rain, and soon ran to the side of the sea, shrunk his head and followed his master.

Canghai saw the tiger's head at his feet, reached out and rubbed its head, turned back to the house and found a small piece of plastic skin to drape on its body, and then a man and a dog walked into the rain again.

When he came to his own field, Canghai found that his peanuts and rape were all soaked in water, and he could almost cover the surface of his feet when he stepped down. With a wave of the shovel in his hand, Canghai began to shovel mud to dredge the drainage ditch. There was a lot of water in the field, and when I gently opened the ditch on the side of the ridge, the rainwater flowed down the ditch.

The ditch was dredged, Canghai carried a shovel into the ground again, saw the puddle and dug a small ditch to lead the water out, and worked for more than an hour, which dredged the water in the peanut field, and there was no problem on the peanut field, followed by the rape field, and so all the land was dug again, the time had reached three o'clock in the afternoon, and Canghai's body and raincoat were already mud spots.

Carrying a shovel and preparing to go home, Canghai walked halfway and found Hu Shijie and a few people standing on the edge of the slope, standing in the rain without working and chatting about something.

Canghai walked over curiously and asked everyone, "What is this for?"

When Li Licheng saw Canghai coming, he stretched out his hand to say hello: "Are we looking at this water?"

Canghai listened curiously and looked at a puddle not far from the feet of several people, now there is a lot of rain in the puddle, according to Canghai's judgment, the deepest place is almost over the thighs.

"What's so nice about this?" Canghai glanced at it a few times, but he didn't find anything special here that was worth standing here to see.

Hu Shijie said: "In the past, this rainwater would flow down the slope over there, but today it is really strange, this rainwater actually accumulates here, and there is no intention of flowing out at all."

Canghai listened and looked at the puddle a few times, and then looked at the direction of the slope that Hu Shijie said: "The terrain over there is low?"

"It was low, but this year it's strange, it seems that the soil over there has risen again, and the water has gathered," Li said.

"That's a good thing, isn't it?"

After the rainy season, if this puddle is still there, it can provide a day's worth of water to the nearby grass, shrubs, or something to promote their growth, which is not a good thing, so what is a good thing?

"A good thing is a good thing, but it's strange inside and out," Hu Shijie said.