Mrs. Chen said: "You hurry up, there is a time for you to be verbose, and a bundle of grass has been cut back." ”

Chen Dasheng thought to himself, he was cutting in the wasteland outside the door, and he didn't go far.

In case someone came to his house, he could see it as soon as he looked up.

So he went and took the horses and let them go out to graze.

To the west of their house was a wasteland, and there was a path leading to the river.

The south of the road is a reed, and the north of the road is a barren grassland.

He put the horse in the barren meadow and began to stoop down to cut the thatch.

The grass has begun to wither and turn yellow this season, but some of the poles are still green.

He decided to cut the thatch first, put it here to dry, and then pick it up at home.

This makes it easy to store.

So, after cutting a few handfuls of grass, he had to look up at the house.

Seeing that the door of the house was closed and no one came, my heart gradually relaxed.

The movement of his hands was very fast, and he only heard a snort, and again and again, and a row of grass was placed on the ground.

Chen Dashan is a person who likes to be neat.

Therefore, even if he was mowing the grass, he cut it with a sickle and a sickle.

Even if this piece of grass is not too lush, he will not leave this piece to cut the next one.

In that case, he felt uncomfortable.

The grass that was cut down was all headed south and had its roots facing north, and they were arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

Moreover, he has a lot of strength and mows the grass quite quickly.

He cut from the east by the way up the mountain to the west, and cut it to the river, and then he cut it back from the river, and then he cut it again.

The horses graze, and when they are full, they go to the river and walk leisurely.

Ducks swim happily in the river, rising from time to time to spread their wings.

When he cut to the river again, Chen Dashan found the pheasant's nest.

There were more than a dozen wild eggs in it.

Although he is not a rare egg now, how could he not want to pick it up for nothing?

He hurriedly pinned the sickle behind him, and went to pick up the wild eggs and go home.

As soon as he was gone, the horses saw him by the river and followed him back.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the black dog heard the movement, got up and went to the door, and when he got to the door, he listened for a while, and then turned back and snorted twice at Mrs. Chen.

Chen Liu asked, "Mother, what's wrong with the dog?" ”

Mrs. Chen said, "I guess I heard something." ”

She couldn't help but get nervous, it couldn't be that someone was really going to rob someone, right?

She was worried, Chen Dashan knocked on the door and shouted, "Mother, Guilan, open the door." ”

Mrs. Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and asked Chen Liu to open the door.

Chen Liu got up to open the door for him, and when he saw that he was sweating profusely, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Chen Dashan smiled and lowered his head to let her wipe it, but his eyes were staring at her cherry mouth.

Chen Liu blushed and asked, "What did you take?" ”

"Wild eggs, just picked up." Chen Dashan was talking, and the big black behind him touched him with his head.

He hurriedly dragged Chen Liu and said, "Let's go, let's go into the house first." ”

He came in, and the horses followed.

Mrs. Chen asked: "He only came back after going out for a while, how much grass did he mow, why did he come back?" ”

Chen Dashan said: "I didn't go far, I just cut in the barren grass at the door, and the cut grass was dried in the ground, and then I carried it back after drying."

Mother, you see I picked up a lot of wild eggs. ”

As he spoke, he showed the wild eggs to Mrs. Chen.

Chen Liu also saw it and said, "So many." ”

"yes, fifteen or sixteen."

Mrs. Chen raised her eyes and looked at the wild eggs, which were a little small.

Eat, it's a little small.

They can't eat all the duck eggs, who rarely eats such a big egg?

She said: "There just happened to be a chicken holding the nest, and we don't have a rooster at home, so we can't hold a chicken, so let's just give these eggs to it." ”

Chen Dashan asked, "Can that work?" ”

"Of course you can, pheasants are chickens, domestic chickens are chickens, they are all chickens, why can't it?" Mrs. Chen said.

When Chen Dashan heard her say this, he felt that it made sense.

Anyway, it's not uncommon for him to eat this egg.

So, Mrs. Chen went to grab a handful of hay, made a new chicken coop for the old hen, and put wild eggs in the chicken coop.

Brought the old hen to the new nest.

The old hen was a little reluctant at first, but when she saw that there were so many eggs under her body, it didn't matter if she laid them or not, she was her cub anyway.

In fact, this season is not the best season to hatch chicks.

The best time to hatch chicks is at the turn of spring and summer, and of course there are old hens who are holding their nests on dog days.

There's nothing else to say, it's just that it's too wasteful.

In this autumn and winter, there are very few hens holding their nests, and it doesn't lay eggs anyway, and it's idle when it's idle.

Just let it incubate slowly.

By the time of the Chinese New Year, the chickens can still weigh one or two pounds.

A pound-heavy rooster can be slaughtered and eaten.

After making a chicken coop for the old hen, Chen Dashan came back and drank some water, and said, "It's still early, I'll go and cut it twice." ”

"Go ahead." Mrs. Chen said.

Chen Dashan went to mow the grass again.

He now feels that life will get better and better, and he is becoming more and more motivated, and he has endless strength all over his body.

He was mowing grass here, and some people in the village saw it and thought he was going to reclaim the wasteland here.

This piece of land is very large, at least a hundred and ten acres.

But none of the people in the village are willing to reclaim the wasteland here.

Although the area is very large, there are many small stones in the soil.

It's a stone, it's not a stone, and the people here say it's called mortar seeds.

Not to mention the mortar seeds, the main thing is that every summer, the river will rise over the banks, and this place will be flooded every year.

A flood is two or three months.

The wheat begins to rise before it is ripe, and it is not until the rice has begun to tassel before it can go down.

What can be planted on this field?

What is planted in winter cannot be harvested, and it is too late to plant in summer.

So, only weeds can grow.

No one in the village will reclaim wasteland here, and the fertile land is still too busy, so who has the extra strength to reclaim it?

And still build a field where the seeds are not harvested?

Now they see that Chen Dashan has cut down all the grass here, and they all talk about it that Chen Dashan's family is going to open up the wasteland here.

Someone came to him and asked, "Dashan, are you going to reclaim this piece of land and grow crops?" ”

Chen Dashan originally didn't have this idea.

But when I saw that the grass was cut in the east and low in the west, it looked quite neat, just like they were cutting rice.

I thought to myself, the grass has been cut anyway, as long as the soil here is turned over, crops can be planted.

They had a big horse at home, and he just had to buy another pair of rakes to plow the land.

He smiled and said, "Yes, plant crops."

Our family has no land, and buying food is never a long-term solution. ”