Although Han Qi is second, white, unreliable, loser, and stupid, he is sincere, and this is enough.

It is my luck to have such a person who gives all his trust without reservation.

"No, I can't let you suffer."

"There is no loss," Jiang Nuan sighed and explained, "It's a trivial matter, don't take it to heart." ”

Hearing this, although Han Qi didn't believe it, he didn't open his mouth to refute it.

He knew that he couldn't twist Jiang Nuan.

In the past few days, he painfully found that Jiang Nuan had become serious, and no one could do anything about her.

The day before yesterday, I had a toothache because I ate too many chestnut cakes, and because of this, there were no chestnut cakes at home.

No matter how much he grinded, it was useless, and he was weird to find that this girl was exactly the same as her deceased father in this regard, and she was hard-hearted.

"Cheng, I won't mention the silver."

Although Han Qi said this, he decided to go back and buy more things and send them over, and he must not let Jiang Nuan suffer.

Jiang Nuan didn't know what Han Qi thought, and after transplanting the plum blossoms in the corner, she moved the table to the side.

Smelling the fragrance of plums, drinking tea and tea, from time to time stuffing a piece of red bean cake into your mouth, leisurely and comfortable.

Just as he was feeling comfortable, he heard the voice of his second son outside the door, "Daughter-in-law, bring me a sickle." ”

"Well, I'll look for it."

"Second child," Jiang Nuan asked suspiciously, "What do you want to do with the sickle?" ”

Mow the grass to feed the little six?

According to Jiang Nuan's understanding of the second son, there is no possibility.

But for other things, you don't need a sickle at all.

"Mother, everyone in the village has gone to harvest wheat seedlings, and I will go too."

"Cut the wheat seedlings," Jiang Nuan nodded, "Go ahead, I already said that our wheat seedlings are too thick." ”

Probably because she was worried about the survival rate, Jiang Nuan found that the wheat fields in Huangjiakou were generally too dense, and she had said before that she would pull them out and feed them to the pigs, but the three brothers were very stubborn in this matter and did not agree.

What do you say that the ancestors handed down and planted it like this, it is too thin to beat the grain, and it can't fill the stomach.

This is not a big deal, Jiang Nuan did not insist, after all, it will be sold in two months, even if it is pulled now, it will not be much better, it is better to wait for the autumn to plant wheat and then correct.

Who knew that today, the second child actually figured it out, it's really strange.

"It's not because of this," Huang Lao Er pushed open the door and walked in, "There are red spiders in the field, and if you don't cut the wheat seedlings that are raw insects, the wheat seedlings in the whole field will be gnawed, and you won't be able to catch any food at all." ”

It's too late this year, and in previous years, red spiders would appear in February.

"Red spiders?" Jiang Nuan sat up, "You want to cut all the wheat seedlings with insects, so that the red spiders don't climb the good wheat seedlings?" ”

"Yes," Huang Lao Er nodded, "This is a method passed down from the ancestors, and it is very useful." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan was stunned.

There are still people who treat red spiders like this, but it's really ...... Talented!

Spider mites, scientific name leaf mites, reproduce quickly and are harmful, and if not treated in time, they can make people work in vain for a year, even if they are not serious enough to have no harvest, they will greatly reduce the yield.

No wonder to plant wheat seedlings so thick, only one red spider can harm one-third of the wheat seedlings, and when encountering a stubble of red spiders to cut a stubble of wheat seedlings, it is not enough to thin it at all.

It turns out that sprinkling more seeds still has this effect, and I have gained a long insight.

Ahem......

Clearing his throat, Jiang Nuan spoke, "Don't harm Mai Miao, I have a way to deal with it." ”

"Mother has a way?" Huang Lao Er asked in disbelief, "How to cure the red spider?" ”

As the old saying goes, there are three hardships in life, and the iron ferries and grinds tofu.

However, Huang Lao Er felt that there was no hard farming.

They work hard to earn money, and there is a hope, but farming is not like this.

Preparing the land, sowing, weeding, pesticide, watering, harvesting...... If there is a problem in any link, you will not be able to receive food.

Buried in the ground all year round, you can't relax in the slightest, if you don't take care of the land as an ancestor, it will bully you as a grandson.

Forget it, if the year is not good, and there is a drought or flood, even if it is used as an emperor, it is useless, and if it should be less, it will not be given more.

And the red spider, which is definitely the number one enemy of the peasant family, will die directly if it is not dealt with for a few days, and there is really no way, so I have to cut the wheat seedlings, otherwise who will be willing to do it!

The wheat seedlings that are bearing ears can be harvested after waiting for a while, and when they are cut off with a knife, their hearts are dripping with blood, but if they are not cut, the crops will die in large areas, and the blood will flow directly into a river.

"Yes," Jiang Nuan asked suspiciously, "What about aphids?" ”

"It's the same," Huang Lao Er said depressedly, "If you don't cut the whole land, there will be worms." ”

"Okay," Jiang Nuan nodded, and said the way, "You go to the pharmacy to buy five catties of tangerine peel, add two buckets of water, soak for a day and a night, and spray the water on the wheat seedlings." ”

This is the local method of curing red spiders, and it is certainly not as effective as pesticides, but there is no need to do such a thing as cutting wheat seedlings to put the cart before the horse.

There are other methods, spraying pepper water and pepper water can also be used, but, pepper water is choking, pepper is too expensive, after consideration, Jiang Nuan chose orange peel.

"Sister Jiang, this is useful?" Han Qi spoke with interest.

"Yes, I'm 90% sure."

The remaining one is the one who is afraid of variables, just in case.

"Really," Huang Lao Er smiled happily, "I'll buy it, and soak it in the wheat field." ”

"Huh?"

After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Nuan reacted that there was no sprayer now.

The principle of the original sprayer is very simple, Bernoulli's principle, in the fluid, the flow rate is large, and the pressure is small; The flow rate is small, and the pressure is strong. The fluid automatically flows from high pressure to low pressure, and when passing through the triatym, the low-velocity flowing water flows to the high-velocity flowing air.

However, it cannot be done at this stage.

In terms of materials, it can be overcome as much as possible, and the carpenter's craftsmanship has always been excellent, but some modern processes are not so easy to overcome, such as the upholstery that plays the role of atomization.

Although the sprayer is not easy to make, the shower is very simple, and it is better than carrying a bucket to sprinkle water.

"Well, by the way, I'll go to the carpenter to get something," Jiang Nuan finished speaking, went back to the room and took out a pen and paper, and drew the appearance of the shower.

Seeing the drawings, Huang Lao Er cautiously suggested, "Mother, it's better to go to the blacksmith shop to fight the teapot." ”

What a strange teapot, why does the spout need multiple butts?

"It's not a teapot."

"What's it?" Han Qi leaned over curiously, "It feels like it's used to hold water." ”

"It's for water, but it's not for a teapot, and the water it spills is so fine that it's much better to spray potion than to use your hands."

"I see," Han Qi still didn't understand, but he refused to admit it, and instead agreed seriously, "It's really much better." ”

"That's it," Huang Lao Er didn't quite understand, "Mother, how many should you do?" ”

"Four," Jiang Nuan said in thought, "Let's keep two for ourselves, one to send to your grandmother, and one to your grandmother." ”

"Five," Han Qi said eagerly, "I want one too." ”

"What do you want this for?" Jiang Nuan looked at Han Qi speechlessly, "Your family also farms?" ”