Chapter 230 The fragrance of rice flowers says that it is a good year

Chapter 230 The fragrance of rice flowers says that it is a good year

However, the chrysanthemum did not refute, because Feng Shui is actually a kind of natural harmony. The geographical environment is suitable for people to live, and the natural environment is in line with the cycle of ecological development.

People often say that the feng shui of a certain place is not good, excluding superstitious factors, in fact, it means that there are some environmental factors in that place that are not suitable for the purpose of people choosing it.

Speaking of this topic, it is inevitable to bring up the issue of the marriage of the village girl. Meizi felt that she was really not wrong to marry Li Changming, so she said, you still have to live a good life by yourself, otherwise it is useless to marry anyone.

However, she didn't say this, she was just secretly happy in her heart!

Xiaoxiu said softly: "Jin Xiang is also married, and it is set to be from Xiatangji." ”

Meizi and Chrysanthemum were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Is it true?" Why is Uncle Li willing to marry her off? ”

Xiaocui glanced at her sister and saw that she didn't squeak, so she interjected: "My father said that when Changyu was doing business, he first recognized the boy and thought it was very good, so he came back to tell his second uncle, and then it was decided." ”

Xiaoxiu said softly again: "I heard that the father of that family died, and my mother remarried with a little girl, leaving three male babies and one female baby at home." However, their brother and sister are very competitive, and the eldest marries his own cousin; The second child didn't spend a tael of silver to marry a daughter-in-law, and when the days were good, he married his sister decently, and only this little one was left, and many people begged for miles. ”

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum "belched" in surprise and said, "I know this family-I heard my mother say it." As he spoke, he told them what the Yang family said the year before last, that the second mother-in-law of the family had a good eye for her son-in-law.

When the sisters Meizi and Xiaoxiu heard this, they couldn't stop admiring - such a mother-in-law is really rare, and that family is really blessed, and now they are the third child by Li Jiahui's eyes.

Xiao Cui smiled and said: "My father said that Changyu praised the old three miles very much, and this family business was approved by Changyu first." ”

Mei Zixiang and Changyu's mother-in-law and Changyu have vision, and I am also a visionary-Brother Changming is no worse than others. Look, even his mother said that his family was not good, but now it is not good, and my mother-in-law is diligent for many miles!

Xiaoxiu thought that she had to have a vision when choosing a son-in-law, and she didn't know what kind of son-in-law her father could help her. Suddenly, Liu Sanshun's smiling round face appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help but blush. However, I still can't help but remember that my father once said that Brother Sanshun is the fastest to plant seedlings, and now he is thinking about raising fish, he is really a good boy who is hardworking and willing to work, and Liu Fatzi is really a blessing!

For a while, several people were silent, and even Chrysanthemum remembered the scene of Zhang Huai sweating wheat with his brother and father on a sunny day. //

She thought that the farmer was looking for a son-in-law because of hard work and honesty, which if he were in the city, he was afraid that he would be abandoned. Because if you want to rise in the city, you don't have a very sensitive reaction and accurate vision, it can't be done, even if you don't need to be exquisite, you need to have some eyes.

Farmers have their own criteria for selecting people, and they also have their own set of criteria for farming.

In the days when the rice is heading and flowering, Zheng Changhe and Aoki often inspect the rice fields, more carefully than usual. Because this year's seedlings were planted earlier than in previous years, they also had no bottom in their hearts, so they naturally had to serve more attentively.

Watching the rice bud, watching it tassel and flowering, and watching it gradually turn from green to yellow and mature, the anxiety in my heart slowly turned into joy. In the middle of this, even chrysanthemums often follow to see.

To be honest, Chrysanthemum doesn't know much about this, and she doesn't study farming, even if she was born in the countryside in her previous life, but a girl, who cares how to farm? At most, she knows a result, such as whether this year's crops are good or not. Later, as I got busier and busier with my studies, it became even more impossible to care about this.

She likes to go to the fields to check out, but she likes to see the green in the fields, and she wants to learn the tricks of planting all over again.

In the evening of this twentieth evening, while Yang was at home, she followed Aoki to the seedling field to see the water.

At this time, the rice field can not be less water, but the water can not be too deep, and when the rice gradually bears fruit and is full, the water should be less, and the water must be drained before the harvest, otherwise the roots of the rice are soft and rotten, and it is easy to collapse.

Aoki walked with his hoe on his shoulder, and talked about this to his sister in detail. It's really rare, my sister is also very attentive to planting rice, of course he has to tell her seriously.

After turning around, some of the fields and ditches were blocked, and some were opened again, in order to adjust the amount of water in the paddy fields. Wait until the adjustment is appropriate, and then go home.

The brother and sister were wandering around, and when they raised their eyes to see Zhang Huai on the ridge in the distance, they were also busy, and they couldn't help laughing. His bent posture seemed to be releasing water for the rice fields.

I don't know when it began—that is, in the last two years—these juniors have been thinking about planting and breeding more seriously than the elders, giving full play to the advantages of their flexible brains, and they will not be dismissive of their parents' experience, but they are more inclined to use their brains.

If you really get to the bottom of it, this phenomenon still started with the Zheng family. To paraphrase a textbook phrase, chrysanthemums instilled in their families a little sense of commodity, and slowly broke the traditional small-scale peasant consciousness in the countryside.

Zhang Huai was busy for a long time, and when he turned around, he saw green trees and chrysanthemums in the distance. So he came to them with his hoe on his shoulder.

Before I got close, I watched from a distance as the chrysanthemum wore pale green cloth clothes, and together with Aoki, stood in the middle of a green seedling field, and said the harmony of the raccoon dog.

He walked over unhurriedly, swept his soft gaze over the chrysanthemum, paused, and seemed to ask, "Why did you run to the field?" and then looked at the Zheng family's rice field, and said to Aoki: "It seems that this year's harvest is good, look at how neatly this rice ear is drawn." ”

Aoki nodded happily and said, "As long as you put this season into the warehouse, your heart will be steady; Let's try to plant it in the second season, it doesn't matter if it doesn't grow well, let's come back next year. ”

Chrysanthemum has been watching Zhang Huai walk from the continuous green field, looking at herself with warm eyes, and her heart has a faint joy, as if the rice grass in this field moving with the wind, light and free, stretching at will!

She listened to Aoki's words and smiled secretly, her brother just didn't expand his mind before, as long as he had this idea in his heart, how could he not grow well? Late rice is not the same seed? There are some differences, with my father's decades of farming experience, I think I can handle it.

Zhang Huai saw Chrysanthemum's smiling appearance and smiled silently, and said in his heart, Sister Chrysanthemum is really getting more and more promising, and a girl actually cares about planting rice. But look at her like that, it doesn't seem like she's playing by lot, and she will definitely be able to come up with some good ideas.

Chrysanthemum saw the two of them pointing at the rice, discussing the water and soil of the seedling field, the fullness of the rice ears and other issues, so she squatted down and looked at the rice in the rice field.

The rice that has just been tasseled and flowered is a dark green breeze blowing, raising thin waves. In the shallow layer of water in the rice field, under which grew a layer of fine fluffy aquatic weeds, like mats—it was inconvenient to push them off with a rake—two little frogs sat under the seedlings, their eyes bulging, as if searching for bugs. They looked up and looked at the sky that was leaking through the rice crops that looked like primeval forests to them.

There are some small fish swimming in the shallow water, which are cheerful and lively; There are also snails covered in mud, which are covered in mud, and the shells are covered with moss; There are also smaller water insects, and occasionally small loaches and shrimp can be seen.

Chrysanthemum sighed with satisfaction, what a gratifying ecological environment!

This scene is resonated in the depths of memory.

In her previous life, when she was young, it was also the season of May and June, and she pinched a lot of green and slightly white gardenia bones, and planted them in the seedling field in the evening.

The next morning, you can see the gardenia in full bloom, with a fresh and delicate appearance, exuding a simple fragrance, as if it has just been plucked from the branches. If you put it at home and raise it with utensils, although it also blooms, you always feel that you lack a kind of aura. The old people said that it was because of the lack of dew.

At that time, she liked to squat on the edge of the seedling field, and insert gardenia bones into the seedling field with shallow water with her friends. The nose smells the fine aroma of green seedlings, which is refreshing; If you smell it carefully, it seems that you can't smell it again, only the fragrance of the unopened gardenia remains, faint, not as fragrant as after flowering. So much so that when she grew up, the sentence she had the deepest taste was "The fragrance of rice flowers says a good year".

The soil was also soft, with thin aquatic plants, lively and cheerful little fish, and snails covered in mud, and frogs needless to say - they were everywhere.

However, I don't know when it began, there were no longer these fine aquatic plants in the seedling fields, but some stout grasses grew; Small fish and shrimp are nowhere to be found - paddy fields that are often sprayed with pesticides and herbicides are no longer suitable for them to survive; Although there were frogs, she always felt that they were less aura and more irritable.

In the ditch, it will never be the same as in previous years, just use a small basket to pocket, you can carry some small fish and shrimp back and steam them back to feed the cats - those lively and cheerful little fish can only be seen in the fish pond; Later, the fish in the pond seemed to have changed, and the appearance of the farmed ones had changed.

Of course, people have also enjoyed the rich fruits of civilization. First of all, the yield of rice has increased a lot, but it seems that the aroma of rice is not so strong. People don't have to bother planting seedlings and cutting rice - planting seedlings with seedling throwing technology, cutting rice with the help of various machinery, tractors rumbling into the paddy fields, and using rakes to push seedlings has become an ancient activity in legends.

Once, she saw a sentence somewhere, saying that the development of civilization was accompanied by destruction, and she thought it was true!

Zhang Huai and Aoki talked, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the chrysanthemum squatting on the edge of the seedling field, looking at the dark green rice in front of him, and suddenly reached out to pocket the small fish in the paddy field, and couldn't help but smile.

Aoki also found that his sister was teasing those little fish like a little baby, and chuckled lightly - his sister is always different, don't girls always like to stay at home refreshingly, but she likes to go around the fields when she has free time.

Zhang Huai asked Chrysanthemum with a smile: "Chrysanthemum, do you see how good this rice harvest is this year?" ”

Chrysanthemum glared at him slightly and said, "How do I know?" I have never planted rice, my father and brother are in charge. I should ask you this, you are so old, you should be able to farm. You have to think more often, and you can't follow the practices of the elders and stick to them. Their good experience should be learned; You also need to have some ideas and innovations. "Min