Chapter 292: Ascending the Dogwood

A lot of cotton has been harvested, but it is all seed cotton, so it is inevitable to divide it. Du Mei led them to see it, and sure enough, the room was full of tightly pressed marijuana bags.

"This is all produced on Baiyun Mountain Villa?" Seeing this, Shen Zhanghua's eyes widened. He still remembered the dazzling whiteness on the hillside that day.

"Since it's true, I didn't expect to receive so much!" Du Mei untied the sack and showed them the cotton.

"Look how good this cotton is, the flowers are white and the seeds are small." Du Huaibing casually picked up a piece of cotton and tore it open to show Shen Zhanghua.

"Look, how much lint can be rolled out?" Shen Zhanghua didn't understand this very well, he humbly asked for advice.

"If you want me to say, forty percent is a sure thing, and fifty percent is also a bad thing." Du Huaibing stretched his arm into the sack and grabbed it and took it out, just like the one just now.

"Meizi, you keep some for your own use, and sell the rest to the yamen. Lint is six taels of silver and one stone, and seed cotton is counted as three taels of silver? "The price given by Shen Zhanghua is very attractive, and this price is much higher than that of rice.

"Since it is for the soldiers to keep out the cold, I am also a widow, so I should naturally give full support, except for a small amount of left for my own use, all the lint is sold, the county government has few people, if you harvest seed cotton, you have to find someone to gint cotton, time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly." Du Mei thought for a moment.

She is not stupid, according to Shen Zhanghua's quotation, the price of selling seed cotton is the highest, and the clothing score has reached fifty percent, which is already the best grade in cotton, she is not very sure of this, and she is not willing to make this small fortune, let Shen Zhanghua bear the responsibility of insufficient lint.

Besides, the seeds under the seed cotton rolling, you can squeeze oil, use this oil to light the lamp, do not smoke or choke, but also can be sold for some extra money, and the cottonseed residue is a good feed for ducks, seeing that winter is coming, the feed should also be prepared in advance, which can just come in handy.

"You girl, you're so honest!" Du Huaibing was surprised by Du Mei's choice for a while, such an obvious thing, how could this girl not choose?

Shen Zhanghua didn't think so, he looked at Du Mei's flickering big eyes, he knew that the girl in front of him didn't want to trouble him, and he didn't want to have too much intersection with him outside of business. When he thought of this, his chest suddenly suffocated, and there was an unspeakable pain that exploded in his heart and spread in all directions.

"Patriarch, Uncle Waste Manuscript asked me to invite you, the hour is almost up, it's time to sacrifice and ascend." The second stunned trotted into the door excitedly, and before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly spoke.

"I'm old, I'm old, look at my rotten memory, how can I forget this important thing!" Du Huaibing patted his forehead and said with some annoyance.

"Hehe, it's still Uncle Scrap Manuscript who thinks it through. The county lord, you are also with us, it is rare to have fun with the people. The second stunned man was a character who wanted to say something, he looked at Shen Zhanghua standing aside, and he didn't pay attention to his humble status, and invited him with a grin.

"Yes, yes, if the county lord doesn't dislike it, he will go with the little old man. Meizi, call your friends in the house to climb and shoot Wushan together, and pray for blessings and exorcism. Du Huaibing said to Du Mei, bowed down and asked Shen Zhanghua to go with him.

The Double Ninth Festival ascends and inserts dogwood is a very grand activity of the villagers, the men, women and children of the whole Dujiagou will come to participate, Shen Zhanghua and Du Huaibing sacrificed the land Niangniang in the wide area of the field, begging for good weather and good harvest in autumn.

Du Huaibing was old, and Shen Zhanghua was wearing official robes and boots and had difficulty moving, so they accompanied the elders in the village to eat a few pieces of sesame sweet cakes, which could be regarded as ascending.

The rest of the people ate the rest of the sesame cake, and as long as they wanted to climb and could climb, they all flocked to Shewu Mountain. The boys such as Erzi and Du Shu ran like wild horses, and in the blink of an eye, they ran up to the halfway point of Shewu Mountain, where there was a thick dogwood tree, and at this time, the dogwood fruit of the tree was ripe, and it was red, and it was three points more colorful than the red glow on the horizon.

They used to climb every year, where to help, where to put their feet, the boys climbed up to the treetops with ease, and dragged the dogwood leaves and fruits down in one go.

The Du Ying sisters and the girls of the village came running out of breath, they didn't have to go up the trees, and most of the boys were willing to share what they picked for them. The girls helped each other to pin the red and bright dogwood fruit in their hair, reflecting the girl's face more and more delicate.

Boys and girls usually don't rush down the mountain, the autumn mountain forest is like overturning a dye bottle, the mountains are red, orange, yellow and green, staggered and overlapped, and the hillside is full of wild chrysanthemums, competing for beauty and attracting bees and butterflies. Today, adults don't like to confine children, they naturally want to play together for a while.

The men in the village are steady, climbing the mountain as if walking on the ground, three or five together, while talking, while walking up the mountain, the young descendants are enthusiastic to go up the tree, they are agile, not as frizzy as the boys, will appropriately pick more and put it under the tree, let the later people take it and wear it.

Then the elders, women and children were the most lively, and they were chattering and laughing, so startled that the birds in the trees next to them fluttered away.

Because of Fengxian's inconvenience, Song Shaohuai stayed at home to accompany her. In Xu's eyes, there was no reason to leave the guests at home and go out with her own family, so she didn't go out either, and took Juniper to talk to Fengxian.

Fengxian was longing for someone to talk to her about pregnancy and childbirth, and the two talked a lot, most of them were Fengxian who asked, and Xu answered. Song Shaohuai leaned aside and ate peanuts, and after a while, he dozed off and fell asleep.

Du Mei took Song Jiu and Niu Er and them out together, ate sesame cakes, and followed the crowd up the mountain, but the ridge was narrow and the flow of people was surging, and it was crowded after a while, and Du Mei was left behind, but everyone went in one direction, but they would not get lost.

When Du Mei arrived, there were many branches and leaves and red fruits scattered under the dogwood tree, and she took one and stuck it in her sideburns, and picked two good ones, which she was going to bring to her mother and younger brother. Thinking that Chu Lin would come at night, she deliberately chose a branch, two leaves and five fruits with a perfect shape to cage in her sleeve.

"Meizi, you're just here." The old man climbed uphill and waved his hand to say hello.

"Yes, why didn't Sister Chunya come with you?" Du Mei glanced behind him, there was no one else.

She ...... She has it, and I don't dare let her go out. The old man approached and scratched his head, smiling innocently.

"It's a good thing, why didn't I hear you talk about it?" Du Mei smiled, happy for them.

"In the past two days, I saw that she was disgusting when she ate, but she didn't seem to be sick, so I went to invite the old lady to accompany her, but the old lady said that she was happy." The old man rubbed his hands a little embarrassed.

Chunya is an only daughter, like a baby bump at home, the old head is a lot older than her, she loves and spoils her, and she is also very filial to her father. Lao Jitou's parents were gone, so he gave his filial piety to Qian Maofu and his wife.

Seeing that the son-in-law was so satisfied, he was so happy that the two of them praised the old man when they met people, if it weren't for the fact that the two of them lived across the mountains and rivers, they were afraid that they would have been together long ago. Now Chunya has joy, for the sake of his grandson, the Chen family is afraid that he will live in the old family.

"Another day, I'll go see Sister Chunya." Du Mei said with a smile.

"Okay, if you go, just help Chunya take a look, the old lady is afraid of spending money and won't let me hire a doctor, and said that I won't let me talk to the outside world for three months, but I always feel uneasy." The old man believes in Du Mei's medical skills very much, but she has been handed down by Zhong Yu, the Bodhisattva who sent her son.

"That's for sure, I'm going to be an aunt." Du Mei clapped his hands and said happily.

While the two were talking, someone else came over, and when they heard the words, they all said hello to the old desk, and the mother-in-law who had good things even began to help calculate the days to see when they were born. The old shelf couldn't resist the enthusiastic villagers, so he hurriedly took a few dogwoods and left in a hurry.

At this time, the sun is slanting in the west, the smell of meat wafts from afar, and the most important feast on the threshing floor is about to begin. Most of the men are gone, the women call their sons and daughters, some are disobedient and playful, it is inevitable that they will be beaten, this time is different from the past, the dinner party is very rich, the women are afraid that they will be late, there will be no feast, and they will have to wait for a long time in vain. The women carried small sticks, and the leather monkeys who wept and wiped their tears obediently went down the mountain.

Du Mei under the tree scattered dogwood fruit into a small pile, ripe and dried dogwood fruit is a warm and strong yuan of traditional Chinese medicine, Yu Jitang Wuwen a pound open purchase, because there is only this one in the Wushan Mountain, Dujiagou has an unwritten rule, before the Double Ninth Festival is not allowed to pick privately, so starting tomorrow, the children in the village will come to rob crazy.

"Don't go pick wildflowers, there's no one here!" Lin Ying's voice of complaining came from the distant hillside.

"How did I know that there are so many forks in the road here, and I can't get out of it." Lin Zhi said timidly, so scared that he seemed to cry.

"You think this is our south, the small mound is a mountain, the mountains here are continuous, I am afraid that I can't get out after walking all night, and more importantly, will there be wolves in the mountains at night?" The simple Lin Wei was anxious and afraid, and she was angry and unscrupulous.

"Wow!" Lin Zhi finally couldn't help crying.

"Don't scare my sister! Brother Dai, you have a way. Lin Yue couldn't appease his sister, so he helplessly pulled Lin Dai's sleeve.

"It's getting dark now, and the trees can't see clearly, if only I could find the dogwood tree." Lin Dai looked around, and at this time there was a fog in the mountains, and the surrounding trees were shaded, and the light was dim, and he couldn't distinguish things.

"What can I do? Are you waiting for the adults to come to us? If that's the case, it's going to be a must-have when you go back! Lin Wei thought about being punished for kneeling and being beaten, and was sad for a while, and said in a very nasal voice.

The wind in the mountains blew their words around, because of the distance, Du Mei only heard someone talking, but couldn't hear what was said, the Lin family children still spoke with a southern accent, which was not the same as the people of Dujiagou who spoke, Du Mei expected them to be lost!

"Lin Ying? Lin Ying! Du Mei clasped his hands to his lips and shouted towards the mountain.

"Nyingchi! Lin Wei! Du Mei then shouted a dozen more times.

"Plum?" Finally, there was a surprise response in uncertainty.

"Here!" Du Mei shouted even louder, and she called out incessantly, showing them the way.

Turning a big rock, the five children of the Lin family all saw the red and bright dogwood tree and the Du Mei under the tree. The three girls staggered to Du May, wiping tears from their eyes in fear and joy.

"And the two smaller ones?" Du Mei didn't see Lin Luan and Lin Fen in the crowd, and asked anxiously.