Chapter 112: Burning Seedlings

The plum pot did fall into a bird poop pit, and it was still a huge bird droppings pit.

The reason why he didn't say a word was not because he fainted from the smell of bird droppings.

Instead, he plunged headlong into a pile of bird droppings, turned over in the soft piles of bird droppings, and didn't turn over for a long time.

He also wanted to open his mouth, but the smell of bird was so bad that he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to.

Unless, he can stand eating a mouthful of bird.

Li Cannon was fluttering alone in a pile of bird droppings, struggling to save himself from the stinking environment.

But the more it fluttered and sank deeper, the stinky bird droppings and fallen leaves mixed together, and it turned out to be a huge, terrifying, suffocating, swampy world.

At this moment, Li Cancan heard Lu Xiaosi's voice: "Li Cancan, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

This sound, like a heavenly sound, has become a redemption that he can never forget in the decades that followed.

When he was betrayed by his fellow countrymen and imprisoned. When he met a pirate at sea and almost drowned in the deep sea.

Countless dangers, when he was about to give up, he could think of Lu Xiaosi's words, Li Cancan, don't be afraid, I'm here.

This voice made him persist again and again, and then survived.

Overhead, Lu Yangge dragged a branch and leaf to look down.

"Don't worry, you put your legs down and press down your toes. Spread your hands out, stretch them back slowly, calm down, and expose your head first. ”

With Lu Xiaosi's voice in his ears, Li Can's heart finally settled down a lot, no longer fluttering blindly, he listened to Lu Xiaosi's words, and shifted the center of gravity of his entire body.

Finally, his face emerges from the pile of guano.

All of a sudden, fresh air with the stench of bird droppings came to my face.

He couldn't wait to open his mouth wide and take two hard breaths.

These two mouthfuls made his life feel like he had been reborn.

Before he could take a third breath, his center of gravity was unstable, and he plunged into it again.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaosi called for the winter solstice and the dog's egg, and the three of them tied them to the tree with the vines in the woods, and then slowly slid down, and finally reached the legs of the plum pot with the help of strength, and pulled him out of the guano pile little by little.

For Li Cancan, today is really a day with taste.

He was finally pulled out of bird droppings by Lu Xiaosi, afraid of being ridiculed, and afraid that his father and mother would know that he was not allowed to come to the woods. He threatened and lured, and finally persuaded the three friends that no one would say anything about him falling into the pile of bird poop when he went back.

Even Lu Xiaoyu who was with them was hidden, and when everyone returned to the edge of the woods, Lu Xiaoyu only saw a plum jar that was soaked all over his body.

She only thought that the plum cans secretly went into the water to bathe, but she didn't expect that the plum cans who went to the forest to look for bird eggs would come back from the lake, and he was the only one who was wet from top to bottom.

And the few who followed the plum cans were only stained with a faint and slightly strange smell on their clothes.

Thinking that everyone was guarding the treasures without knowing it, Lu Yangge couldn't stay in the woods.

She made an excuse to let Lu Xiaoyu and the winter solstice and the dog watch here, and she and Li Cancan went back first.

Lu Yangge wanted to go back to Lu Quan first and tell him about the bird droppings in the miscellaneous forest, and Li Guancan went back to change his clothes.

In August, everyone's clothes have not changed, but the weather is not as hot as in summer.

Li Cancan didn't want to go back, he still thought about taking off his clothes and pants on his back to Lu Xiaoyu, find a place to dry, and wait for it to dry before wearing.

When he goes back like this, no one knows that he has dropped a pile of guano heaps, nor will they know that he went to bathe in the lake.

But Lu Yangge was not at ease and insisted on pulling him back.

Aunt Li's mouth is unforgiving, if she knew that Li Pot fell into the pile of bird poop and went to the river to take a bath, it is estimated that Zhang Sanbo, who proposed to let a few of their children come to the Happy Ridge Miscellaneous Forest to sentry, might be scolded to death by Aunt Li.

Bathing in the river is not dangerous for the children on the boat, but the fact that you almost didn't climb up to the pile of guano is a bit dangerous.

If Lu Xiaosi and the winter solstice cans canned their plums, they would either be smoked to death by the stench of guano heaps, or bury their heads in guano and suffocate to death.

"Little four, don't tell my mother." Li Cancan walked all the way, and did not forget to tell Lu Xiaosi all the way.

Lu Yangge strode back: "Didn't you say it all, if you catch crabs, you will give them to my family, and I promise not to say anything." ”

"Give it, give it all to you."

Li Cancan doesn't know why Lu Xiaosi likes to eat crabs, that thing has no meat, it's all shells and mouths, what's so delicious.

The two talked and entered the courtyard of the Lu family.

Because there was no autumn harvest yet, the strong laborers of Xiaoxinzhuang went to dig and throw adobe to prepare materials for building new houses after autumn.

Only Lu Quan and Qiu's are preparing to build a cowshed in the backyard, their family wants to buy cattle, Ding Dazhuang said that he is helping their family to ask, he collects pigs in the countryside all the year round, who has cattle, who has donkeys or mules, he knows it clearly.

"Dad, I have something to look for you."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Quan didn't raise his head, and was busy with the work in his hands. It was still Qiu Shi who beckoned to Lu Yangge: "Little Si, come here, are you hungry, there are still two pieces of bread left in the pot in the morning, if you are hungry, go get it yourself." ”

"I'm not hungry."

Lu Yangge approached, squatted at Lu Quan's feet and told him what he saw in the miscellaneous woods today.

"Dad, there's a lot of guano, let's get it back, and when we harvest the rice, we can make base fertilizer."

"Guano?"

Lu Quan put down the work in his hand and became a little interested, "How many?" ”

"A lot." Lu Yangge couldn't describe how many there were, so he could only describe it vaguely, "There are two big pits, and they are a mixture of bird droppings and fallen leaves. I think that if our family uses dozens of acres of land, it will be no problem to use it for at least two or three years. ”

And even more than that.

"So many, then we have to get it back."

Lu Quan thought about it and sighed slightly, "It would be good if it was livestock dung, these bird droppings, chicken and duck dung are not very useful, and they are easy to burn seedlings." ”

Before their village was swept away by the floods, he was a good crop leader.

Human manure and livestock manure can be directly put into the ground, which is very fertile.

Only poultry manure does not know why, and it is easy to cause problems when it is sprinkled in the ground, either because there is a lot of grass, or it grows extremely vigorously in some places, and it is burned to death in some places. The whole field looks green and bald.

Later, poultry manure was no longer sent to the field, and most of it was kept for growing vegetables.

Anyway, the family can't raise a few chickens, ducks and geese all year round, and there is not much manure, so they don't need to be saved. As long as you use it incorrectly, there's still no problem.

(End of chapter)