On the edge of the river, there is a water weed, which is very long, dragging several tails out of the water, swinging and churning. There was a water worm, I don't know why, curled up below the surface of the water, turned over several times, and sank with the water.

The green clay block on the side, I always feel that something is moving inside. I looked in, but I didn't expect that there was a pool of clear water in the dried green mud, and there was actually a circle of yellow eels around the edge of this clear water.

These eels are very thick, much thicker than my arms. The body is smooth, dark brown, and the underside of the belly is yellow. I don't know where these yellow eels came from, why don't they run into the water?

I don't know, I saw it, these yellow eels are centered on this clear water, their heads are facing this clear place, and they are artificially put out to believe, and they are densely surrounded by turns. I saw that there were a lot of these yellow eels, don't look at this piece of green mud, but there must be dozens or hundreds of yellow eels in it.

And this yellow eel is very thick, I have never seen such a thick yellow eel before, and I don't know what they are doing around this clear water, is it a ritual? How would I know, I just thought I was curious.

In fact, in our place, don't say that we have never seen such a thick yellow eel, even if it is as thick as chopsticks, it is not very common. Even if there were, people wouldn't pay attention. Most of the people have gone to work in the fields, and who is still running around in this field.

I don't remember exactly, if it's true, then dig one or two yellow eels from here and go back, get some blood out, wouldn't it be a good cure?

I looked at the eels as if they were dead, but I could still see them open their mouths and move towards the clear water after a few moments, as if to prove that they were still alive.

It's very strange that although these yellow eels are hidden in the surface mud, I don't know why, they are clean and clean, and there is not a single mud in sight.

There is no grass growing on this green mud, unlike other river beaches, which are either sloppy or green aquatic plants. It was just a bare patch, and beyond that was the bush of reeds.

I saw it standing on the east ridge, but I thought it was very strange, and I didn't run into the river beach and pull these eels with a stick, and I thought, you guys live well, if I have the opportunity one day, I will come and see you again.

Thinking so, I headed north, and after a while, I saw the path that came from the brick kiln, and I turned a corner and ran quickly towards the kiln.

On both sides of the path, there are bales and cotton, and another is planted with salad poplar saplings. The saplings were growing very vigorously, and from a distance, they were a large black patch. I don't know where I got the news from this house, but with so many saplings planted, it is estimated that they will grow up in the future, and they will definitely be able to sell for a lot of money.

The people in the village like to grow wheat, cotton, and sweet potatoes, but these things are not very valuable, you are like sweet potatoes planed out, and you can't sell them, planed into dried sweet potatoes, dried to sell, and only a few cents a catty.

But apart from these, people don't know anything else, unlike my aunt's house, where people also know how to grow some tobacco leaves and sell them for money, and there are people there who raise fish and vegetables.

Maybe this is a kind of atmosphere, our people here are a little scornful of these small businesses such as selling vegetables and tofu, and they are very reluctant to let their families do it, but whenever these vegetable sellers push the cart to the village, many people still quickly take out the grain from their homes to change.

For example, one pound of tofu for one pound of soybeans, three pounds of wheat for one pound of white flour buns, two pounds of bread grain for half a pound of green onions, and so on.

So our place, compared to other villages, seems to be a little poor. Now when I see this poplar sapling, I suddenly remember that the vacant land next to the brick-burning kiln has been contracted to this family. They are planting peach trees.

This family is planting poplar saplings, and I don't know where they got the news, it is estimated that they have already been contacted, otherwise he would not have planted poplar saplings and peach trees again.

This kind of economic tree cannot be planted for several years. This is also the reason why our farmers are reluctant to plant, and they can't see the benefits behind this, so they gnaw the crops of the two acres of land, plant in spring and harvest in autumn, but it is also good.

This poplar sapling must be more than two meters tall now, and these saplings themselves are chopped up by poplar branches and inserted into the ground to raise seedlings. Now that he has grown so tall, it shows that the family is particularly good at this kind of technology.

Salad poplar is a poplar tree that grows extremely fast and rarely has insects. This kind of poplar, there is one outside our house, it grows extremely tall, the trunk is particularly straight, and there are few side branches, but in a few years, as soon as it comes to spring, it will grow poplar flowers as thick as fingers, because this poplar flower is particularly like a caterpillar, I have always called this poplar flower a caterpillar.

There is another kind of poplar tree that I know, called the pimple poplar, this kind of poplar, which is planted on both sides of the West Road, grows and grows to one side, and then in the crooked place, a big pimple grows, this kind of tree is not very good, because in the spring, not only will there be flocculents flying everywhere with charming eyes, but also easy to attract insects and moths.

So as soon as I saw this large salad poplar sapling planted by this family, I thought that this family must have understood the market of this tree, and I heard that this tree seedling can only be sold for at least two years, because poplar saplings are not as thick as small eggs, and no one wants them.

This salad poplar sapling, now growing this mastery, will not fork, it will grow all the way to the height, as long as the water and fertilizer below can keep up, it will soon grow to the thickness of an egg. I stood on the edge of the ground, holding a poplar sapling in one hand, and looked closely.

These barks have fine markings, and after looking at the ground lines for a long time, they feel no different from the skin of long insects. But it's a sapling, it's not the same thing at all.

I didn't see clearly, but on a sapling next to me, something moved. I thought I knew, or maybe it was a praying mantis or something, but I didn't care, and I was looking at the skin of the tree in my hand.

Unexpectedly, a hissing sound came from the side, and the voice was very weak. As soon as I heard that something was wrong, I quickly jumped back and jumped onto the path. When I turned my head, I saw a tiger worm much thicker than this little tree, with its tail curled up in the small tree, and its head and body were slowly swimming towards the place where I had just stood.

Oh my God, this worm can't be as thick as my arm, this thing, I know it's not poisonous, but if it's entangled, I can't suffocate to death.