After breakfast, Zhou Yu strolled along the village road refreshedly with two small bottles of space liquid. Since they got the money to sell the mountain goods last night, and today is just in time for the big market in the town, and the women and children of Zhoujia Village are either sitting in big carriages or riding bicycles to Taiping Town. Seeing Zhou Yu strolling, everyone greeted each other affectionately, and they were full of happy smiles.

Yesterday, the villagers who sold mountain goods knew that although the mountain goods were sold at a high price, the benevolent and righteous two dogs did not take a penny, and they completely conquered the hearts of the villagers at this time, and the image of the two dogs suddenly became tall and plump in their hearts.

Seeing the happy cheeks of the aunts and aunts and the cheerful laughter of the children, Zhou Yu was happy in his heart, it should be the truth that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone.

Zhou Yu followed the small hair road to the orchard in the village, which was on a small hill, surrounded by weeds, and every household here had some fruit trees.

In his own orchard, more than 20 red Fuji trees and more than 10 kokuko trees are planted, and the remaining dozen or so are autumn pears, which are not in very good condition, the leaves are a little yellow and green, and some nail-sized cyan fruits are sparsely hung on the trees. A fence is placed around the fruit tree with a short stick to prevent some small animals from spoiling the fruit tree.

The fruit trees and pear trees were cleaned by my parents and fathers, and there was not a single weed. The open space between the fruit trees was full of sweet potatoes, and due to the late planting, the sweet potato seedlings had only climbed a small section.

Looking at the somewhat decayed orchard, Zhou Yu couldn't help but sigh a little, ten years ago, there were about more than 100 apple trees and pear trees in this orchard, and at that time, the price of apples was okay, and my parents worked hard, and took care of the orchard very finely.

But with the influx of more and more high-quality fruits into the county, and even the provincial capital, the fruit farmers around Taiping Town who only rely on the soil method to plant fruit trees are unlucky, and the price of their own fruits is getting lower and lower, and even no one has come to buy them for several years, which greatly hurts the hearts of fruit farmers and also leads to the negligence of fruit farmers in the management of these old fruit trees, and slowly the fruit trees around Taiping Town are getting fewer and fewer, and it is not easy to have more than 50 fruit trees left at home.

In order to test the different effects of the two liquids, Zhou Yu first found two sweet potato seedlings with about a dozen trees in the sweet potato field near the middle, and then dug a few small pits near them and poured some space water and two drops of space liquid respectively. After doing this, Zhou Yu chose a pear tree and a fruit tree, poured some space water and two drops of space liquid respectively, and memorized the location after the last.

About two miles to the southwest of the orchard is the reed pond and river beach close to the Langgu River, and seeing that it is still early, Zhou Yu simply walked towards the river.

The summer sun in the mountains illuminates the clouds in the form of floating cotton wool over the basin so white and bright that people can't open their eyes. Suddenly, Zhou Yu broke a few willow branches and braided a straw hat and put it on his head, which also relieved some of the suffering of exposure to the sun.

From the orchard to the reed pond, there is a dirt path that the villagers have trimmed themselves, and on both sides it is lined with some tall trees, the thinnest of which is as thick as an adult's waist. There are all kinds of trees. Poplars, birches, willows, and even some broadleaf pines can be seen here, and almost all of the tall trees in the mountains can be seen here. These big trees were all transplanted from the mountains by the old and young masters in the village more than ten years ago.

At that time, no one understood that planning was a magic thing, everyone just looked at whether the tree was thick enough, whether it could be green in the summer, whether it was magnificent enough, and that's it.

As for violating the forest law when doing so? That's a mountain man you don't know about the authentic people. For the villagers of Zhoujia Village to transplant trees from the mountains, the town and the forestry department have always allowed it. Because it was the mountains that raised them, each tree transplanted would be replanted with two more saplings in the original place, which is a tradition in Zhoujia Village. Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, you can't cut off the future of your children and grandchildren, right?

The reed pond in the village can have more than 20 acres in radius, and it grows with strong poles and large leaves. In the past, all the reeds needed to build houses and roof targets came from here. Every year on the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, the aunts and aunts of each family have to come here to make zongzi leaves so that they can go home to make zongzi.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Zhou Yu came to the reed pond, and saw the white clouds reflected on the wide lake, which was dazzling. A flock of daring geese and mallard ducks dance in mid-air. In the reflection, the waterfowl break through the clouds and fog in the water, and after a while, they float steadily on the cotton wool clouds in the water. The reed pond is full of green, and the reed alley blows the fragrance of lake water and reed leaves.

Zhou Yu was deeply intoxicated by this natural beauty, but he didn't expect to see this reed pond for nearly ten years, and the environment here is still so intact, it is almost the same as ten years ago, which is really rare.

After admiring the natural scenery of the reed pond, Zhou Yu continued to walk west, and then he arrived at the watermelon field cultivated by his parents.

This is a river beach near the river, almost no one in the village is willing to reclaim here, because once the Langgu River is flooded in a bad year, it will be flooded here, and the result is naturally no harvest, and the seed and fertilizer money are also lost, so cultivating land here is tantamount to grabbing food with God. I don't know why my parents have to grow watermelons here.

Zhou Yu took a general look, only a few families opened a few acres of wasteland here, and from afar, he saw his parents busy hoeing grass and melon fields around the field, and planted buds, soybeans, sorghum, millet and so on.

The tender green buds were already a foot tall, swaying happily from side to side with the mountain wind; The watermelons also began to climb the seedlings and bear tiny fruits.

Seeing her son coming, Wang Guilan smiled with her eyebrows, but complained in her mouth: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing in the field on this hot day?" Why don't you sleep more at home after being so busy yesterday? Are you hungry? Mom will go back and cook you dinner later. ”

Zhou Dingguo pursed his lips jealously, "Old woman, you're too used to him, aren't you?" It's almost noon and still sleeping? You're such a three-year-old boy as this stinky boy! ”

Wang Guilan's willow eyebrows were upside down and her apricot eyes were raised, "What did you say?" You dead old man, can't you sleep until noon? Xiao Yu was busy yesterday, but he helped the villagers a lot, what's wrong with sleeping a little longer? If you have the means, I'll let you sleep all day! ”

Seeing that the tigress at home was full of feminine power again, Zhou Dingguo shrunk his neck, lowered his head and continued to hoe the grass in a muffled voice. Zhou Yu was laughing quietly behind his father's back.

In fact, in the eyes of the villagers, my father is definitely the leader of the family, and he is definitely the master of the same thing, and there is definitely a "husband". But at home, that's not a good thing to say.

Taking the hoe from his mother's hand, Zhou Yu threw off his arms and shoveled the draft. "By the way, Dad, there is no guarantee at all in this river beach, how did you think of opening up the wasteland here? I remember how many barren mountains there are still in our village that haven't been opened, right? It's better than here, right? At least it won't be a grain of nothing, right? ”

After listening to his son's words, Zhou Dingguo's face turned red, and he muttered in his mouth, but he didn't jump down, and scratched Zhou Yu's head urgently.

Seeing the embarrassed look on the old man's face, Wang Guilan didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"What's embarrassing to say? What kind of face do you want to earn in front of your son? And not because of him? ”

Zhou Yu was even more confused.

"Don't you say I'll say, Xiaoyu, you also know that watermelons in our mountains are not easy to grow, isn't this when you were a child, you once went to the town with your father, saw a watermelon seller, and clamored for your father to buy it, and blamed the family for being too poor at that time, your father was not willing to buy it for you, and beat you severely. When you come back, your dad regrets hitting the wall.

This has always left a thorn in your dad's heart. After you graduated from college, our old couple also had extra time, so we opened up a piece of land in the mountains, and your father bought two big truckloads of sand and spread them in the field, thinking about planting some watermelons so that you can eat two bites when you go home. Who knows that this melon can't grow, it's been the same every year for the past two years, and it's only a few egg-sized watermelon eggs. ”

Mom continued with red eyes.

"No, this year, the two of us changed our thinking, and opened two acres of wasteland in this river beach to continue to grow watermelons, as long as the river water is not sent this year, we can eat the watermelons we planted."

Zhou Yu's eyes were moist, this is his honest and unpretentious father! It's like sitting on a mountain to shelter yourself from the wind and rain, and you can't complain.

It's almost noon, so I can persuade my parents to go home.

After his parents left, Zhou Yu poured some space water on each watermelon, and selected five melon seedlings in the middle of the ground, each of which dripped a drop of thicker space liquid, and secretly marked it.