【Canju Qiufeng】Chapter 090 Frost Hangs and Fruits Blooms, Snow Falls Late and the Sky is Cold [Frost Falls: Fifth]
White flowers on a black background drive people to sleep,
Hide in the house for fear of the cold.
The land of Qilu is busy with farming,
Competing for radishes is not because of craving.
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After a little further south, I came to the place where the farmland was all around. Along the way, there was a "buzzing" sound in my ears.
Frostfall exerted his immortal power, wanting to use the wind to help Kyushu blast away that noisy thing, but not only did it succeed. The noisy bug also bit a big bag on Kyushu's finger, which was extremely itchy and painful.
------ China Shenzhou • Qilu Land------
The land of Qilu is still a busy farming scene, some places are busy harvesting, and some places are busy sowing.
Of course, the weather is getting colder and colder nowadays, and most of the things I grow are fast-ripening side vegetables. Radishes and cabbage have been sown in early autumn for a long time, and now they are gradually growing a little.
The farmers were busy in the fields, and the noisy insects with black and white patterns seemed to be flying around Kyushu as if they were not tired, waiting for an opportunity to bite out a big bag for Kyushu again.
This bug, to the point of not being new, is the most common mosquito in summer. By the end of autumn, these mosquitoes may feel that their lives are short, and they will bite people like crazy.
People say, "Frost mosquitoes bite their heads in a few days." But I forgot that mosquitoes bite people the most itchy at this time, after all, this is the last trace they left in this world after all.
Not to mention the effects of mosquitoes on plants at this time.
You see, the mosquito burrowed into the fields and sucked the sap of the plants after they didn't get much benefit from Kyushu. As a result, the lives of these plants are threatened, and the harvest of the farmers who grow them is not guaranteed.
Meng Jiuzhou had heard of this before, and looked at the mosquitoes that flew away from him and ran towards the field with some worry. It's better to regret being bitten suddenly, and when the mosquitoes are full, they won't spoil those plants anymore.
Thinking of this, Kyushu stared at the movement of the mosquito, but he didn't expect the mosquito to fly and fly...... Fly......
The purposeful flight itself changed, and the mosquitoes scurried around like headless flies, swaying from east to west for a while.
Then it swayed, as if it could no longer flap its wings, and the "buzzing" sound that often accompanied the flight of mosquitoes was also small and inaudible.
Suddenly, the mosquito was head-on, and it fell straight down. Following the direction of the mosquito's fall, Kyushu saw the rising light smoke - it turned out that an experienced farmer had burned wormwood in the field, and the smoke stunted the mosquitoes!
Looking at the crops above from the smoke, the leaves of the plants were devoid of the piles of small insects that grew in the summer, and only one or two frozen and stiff insects remained, curled up, and carefully built a silk house for themselves, and had no strength to move again.
Not far away, the peasants were pulling the turnips, and the huge turnips were pulled out of the ground by the peasants.
The green radish with a green and white gradient can be eaten as a fruit. The farmers don't drink water when they take a break at noon, but peel a green radish and take a "click" bite, which is crispy and sweet, with a slight hint of spiciness, just to dispel the frost and cold.
As the day passed, most of the turnips in the field had been pulled out, and the peasants piled them up in carts and brought them to the cellars that had been dug long ago.
Leave a few radishes to take home, some of them will be made into evening food, and some will be handed over to the skilled cooks at home to make radish strips and dry.
As for the radishes in the vegetable cellar, they are no longer reserved for the families to eat in the winter as they were decades ago, and the buyers have long been contacted and sold in the city, and the farmers who have earned the money exchange the money for some other food, and the table is no longer full of turnips and cabbage in winter.