With these touching seeds, Grandpa Song decided what to plant in the 124 acres of land belonging to their group.

Millet is planted on two acres.

Two acres of millet, is it enough for babies with bad stomachs and intestines?

That's enough, our baby is solid, and there is no bad stomach and intestines.

Thirty acres of corn were planted.

"Gotta do that, gotta be." Several older men nodded in approval.

Thirty acres of wheat.

Do you want to grow that flour?

The yield is low.

If you are low, you have to plant, and you will be greedy from the fat girl downwards.

Also, that...... Middle!

Twelve acres of sorghum.

"Fifty acres of soybeans."

Song Fuling asked her mother if she was still paying attention to it?

Qian Peiying told her daughter, who does not distinguish between grains, that is, the wasteland, which is commonly known as the stubble land of our people, the kind of land that has never been planted with grain, is good for planting soybeans in the first year, can raise the land, fertilize the land, and after planting soybeans, it will be much worse in the second year. Generally, people who have wasteland try to plant this, or even all of it. But we can't always buy and eat, there is no way, and we have to grow some other food if the yield is low.

Song Fuling nodded: "Actually, our family grows beans well, let's make chili sauce and raw bean sprouts, we need beans." ”

Grandpa Song and the others were still discussing, "Commander? ”

"Grandpa, I said a long time ago that I don't want to be the head of the regiment at home."

"Ah, Fusheng, I've been messed up all day. What, I look at the area set aside on the mountain, in addition to planting peppers, let's look for a large piece of land. ”

"What to plant?"

Several old men immediately gossiped:

"Plant peanuts."

"The first radish and the second cabbage have to be planted. I can't buy anything to eat this year, and I don't buy a bag of copper plates for us, so I haven't heard of eating vegetables and spending money, which is not suitable. ”

"Yes, plant Chinese cabbage, we need to grow more this year."

"Okay," Song Fusheng made a final decision, then let's make a decision.

To tell the truth, I am tired when I listen to it, the more than 100 acres of land at home, the 500 acres of chili land designated by the government, and my own family has to pioneer and grow peanuts and vegetables in the mountains.

This large piece of land, if you think about it, you can imagine how big it is.

If you can't imagine it, his little master, who has never planted the land, just calculated the formula and asked her to tell you.

Song Fuling: Measure these lands at home with your feet? Walk, she can't walk,

However, she will sit at home and count.

According to the standard stadium stipulated by FIFA, six acres of land is the size of half a football field, not counting the wasteland that will be opened up on the mountain, only the wasteland on the side of the mountain, assuming that there are only 600 acres of land, then it is the size of 50 football fields.

Fifty pcs.

Oh, my God.

"Dad, bending down to serve so many fields, I'm going to be tired to death."

Isn't......

Thanks to the waterwheel, it saves a lot of pit for watering.

Thanks to his Song Fusheng's cleverness, he also improved his tools, so he doesn't have to hug the cat's waist and plow the ground, he can straighten up for a while, otherwise this old waist can still be wanted?

But there's still a lot to do.

For example, at the simplest, it is difficult to deliver food to these people.

The hardest part is the wasteland in the mountains.

So turning around, Song Fusheng gritted his teeth and looked for a relationship.

When he was running around, let Grandpa Song organize Sizhuang and their own children to set aside a place at home to build a grass shed.

And it wasn't long before he entered the city with his men.

Money is a bastard, and we don't make money if we don't spend it.

Throw out five hundred taels of small ones, and thirty ploughing cattle into the village.

The appearance of the herd shocked the people of Renjia Village.

Since Song Fusheng became the head of the regiment for them, everyone has been shocked one after another.

In fact, the cattle seller was shocked when he heard that he wanted to buy 30 heads in one go.

What kind of family? Dozens of heads and dozens of heads bought like this.

Song Fusheng explained: "We are more than a dozen households buying in partnership. ”

I've never heard of buying such an expensive big guy for his own use, and then more than a dozen households buy it together. Who can rest assured?

It is no wonder that these people were shocked, in ancient times, ploughing cattle was equivalent to modern cars, seeders, combine harvesters, and they had never seen the purchase of large agricultural machinery for their own use, and they were wholesaled back to thirty units in one go.

The high butcher shouted with a red face, his eyes were all over with laughter, and he pulled Changyin's hands to make a trumpet shape: "The nine clans, all the families are here, and the cattle are divided!" ”

The people in Renjia Village looked at this convincing and eye-catching, what kind of fairy family was on the other side.

Even the old cow is divided?

Grandpa Song hugged the cow's neck: It's not borrowed by Miss Lu San, it's not a cow, it's his closest friend, I miss you, his old scalper.

Song Fugui wiped his sweat: "What's the matter, the cowshed hasn't been built." ”

The high butcher excitedly drove the cattle home, and replied in a loud voice: "Don't be afraid, our cattle will not dislike our family, after building this wall, build that wall." ”

Well, other people's houses are tearing down the east wall and then tearing down the west wall, they can pour it down, build this and then build that, and then get together after building a pile of Lego bricks.

Song Fusheng led the cow, "Grandpa, you let go first, don't hug the cow's neck, I have to ...... What's wrong with you? ”

The old man cried without warning.

The cattle that had been killed on the road have now returned.

Song Fusheng hurriedly loosened the rope, glanced at the men nearby, was a little clear, and coaxed Grandpa Song first.

Grandpa Song wiped his tears and smiled while wiping them: "It's up to you, you give birth to a baby, give me this heart every day." ”

Song Fusheng raised his eyes, yes, crying seems to be contagious.

His uncle put his hands behind his back, his eyes red and glaring at the sky.

The high butcher, who had always been very excited, suddenly turned his back and cried.

Tietou leaned over and said disgustedly: "Dad, are you crying or laughing, you are right, scare me." ”

The high butcher snorted the snot that came out of his cry and scolded with a smile: "." "I also kicked my son.

Song Fugui also opened his hands with emotion, looked up to the sky and shouted: "I'll just say it, it's only three generations poor." Grandpa, grandma, grandma, father, mother, have you seen it, in my life, I have finally turned over! ”

The eight old ladies even had the same expressions and eyes, standing in a row and squinting at Song Fugui:

Tut-tut, that's called being rich for no more than three generations.

And even if he is poor for only three generations, it will force God to be unable and have to open his eyes.

Why?

Because if your generation is poor, there will be no offspring, and I am afraid that you will cut off your roots and starve to death.

"Ladies and aunts, what are you doing, I'm finally happy."

Hahaha, the yard was full of laughter.

There were a lot of people who put their arms around the neck of the cow and laughed.

These thirty ploughing cows, two per household, but Li Xiu is one, and she still owes money to the public for this one. And Mrs. Ma paid out of her own pocket, and her family asked for three heads.

The old sisters asked her why she bought one more, and Mrs. Ma said, "My son, I am not biased, and I will not have that day in the future, one person and one head." ”

And on this day, Song Fusheng's "famous words" came into the village.

Every household has heard Song Fusheng's sentence: "Whatever is lost on the road, it is all purchased." What was not there before, there will be in the future. ”