Although Guo Kuiwa was arrested, the black market of the Shibi Festival did not completely disappear as expected. On the contrary, it still exists.

No way, people have daily needs, and supply and marketing cooperatives need tickets for many things. Of course, Guo Kuiwa's arrest is also beneficial, and no one will charge venue fees for the time being.

Wang Manyin walked around the black market just now and saw someone setting up a stall to sell peaches, so he decided to take some from the space and go home.

After a few peaches, Wang Manyin walked to the melon field again and pinched the watermelon seedlings. Speaking of which, after more than a year of training, he is now handy at doing crop work.

The seedlings should not grow too vigorously, otherwise the vines and leaves will separate the nutrients and cause less fruit. In order to solve this problem, it is necessary to pinch the head early.

Wang Manyin was squatting and busy, when he suddenly heard a chirping sound from the grass behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a little earthy yellow creature fluttering its wings and stumbling along.

This is...... The mallard hatched?!

From the beginning of spring, the wild ducks in the space begin to lay eggs, and then there is a nest. At that time, Rhubarb happened to find a nest of wild duck eggs in the alfalfa field, and Wang Manyin directly took it to the space to replace it.

This is done in order to prevent inbreeding.

In fact, in addition to wild ducks, Wang Manyin will also replace the pheasant and hare populations in the space. So so far, there have been no problems with the farmed stuff.

However, as the space area continues to increase, he can't control the situation inside in real time. In addition, I was busy fighting drought a few days ago, and I didn't expect that the baby duck had hatched.

Curious, he walked briskly towards the little one.

Seeing the human in front of him, this thing screamed even more and ran back in panic.

It's a pity that the speed is too slow, and Wang Manyin stretched out his hand to easily catch it.

As he approached the willow cage, he immediately heard more chirping from inside. Without paying attention, there are more than a dozen ducklings in the space.

Wang Manyin carefully inspected the cage and found that there was a break, which should have escaped from here.

After throwing the little one in, he thought about resetting the place where the ducks were kept.

Originally with only five mallards, the wicker cage was not crowded, but now it is a bit cramped. It is better to dig a new pit near the canal like raising pheasants, and then surround the horses.

In a few months, you will be able to drink nourishing duck soup in the open.

Wang Manyin did this, and there is another layer of consideration, that is, the problem of duck manure polluting water quality.

Although he had already thought of this situation at the beginning, he deliberately dug a new remote ditch for farming, and cleaned it every ten days and a half months.

But after a long time, standing in front of the willow cage, you can still smell the pungent smell.

This time, Wang Manyin decided to do it in one step and directly set up the duck raising pit at the edge of the space.

After a busy day, he returned with the goods again.

It turned out that at some point, the wind was blowing outside, and the sky was covered with large black clouds. Look at this, it may rain heavily at any time.

The weather in May and June can change as much as it says.

Wang Manyin didn't dare to delay, and hurried home.

As soon as I entered the house, the rain was already crackling......

The air was filled with a strong smell of dust. In the village, the local chickens were clucking, the yellow dogs were barking wildly, and the cheers of the broken babies were mixed in between.

This is the first rain of summer, and people are hoping that it will rain more heavily to completely alleviate the drought in the fields.

God seemed to hear the sound of anticipation, and as it approached noon, the raindrops became more and more dense.

Muddy water flowed from the cliff face at the top of the kiln, and the cracks in the dry cracks on the side of the field were filled. The muddy water then flows down the steep slope and converges in deep ravines, forming gray muddy streams.

"Dog day, how good it would be if it rained twenty days earlier!"

While the people in the village were happy, they were also a little depressed.

Some time ago, it was the period of wheat flowering and filling, and it was in need of rain, but the thieves did not drop a drop from the sky, which made the entire village of Shibijie Commune resist drought.

Now the wheat is a little yellow, the harvest is about to begin, and it is raining again.

This will not only not increase wheat production, but may reduce it due to green greed.

At harvest time, the ears of wheat are not ripe, and some of the wheat grains fall off when touched, and they are not harvested at all.

And some of the wheat grains are still green, and they burst into the pulp when they are pinched. When it is dried, it is no different from a sparrow's tongue, it is completely deflated seeds, and it can't hit white flour at all.

No way, that's how to grow crops.

The difference between a rain and a rain is half a month, and the yield may be doubled.

However, this is talking about other villages, and the winter wheat irrigation of the second team is more timely, and the harvest should be not much different from last year.

Of course, this rain is still good, at least to bring the autumn crops back to life. The Dongla River will soon be cut off, and if the drought continues, the second team will not be able to use even if it has a pump.

After eating, Wang Manyin saw that the rain had not stopped, and simply entered the space to dig a duck pit. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, he was a little anxious.

It's raining, and it's not easy for the orchid girls to go back to the village, what if it rains.

He didn't dare to delay, hurriedly took out the plastic sheet from the house, locked the door, and rushed into the rain. In the past, it took half an hour to get to the Shibi Festival Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but today it took an extra twenty minutes.

When he came to the compound of the supply and marketing cooperative, he found that he was too worried. Aunt Guo had already borrowed a raincoat for Orchid.

Next, they and Shao'an returned one foot deeper and one foot shallow.

When it rained, the brother-in-law did not turn around home, and hurriedly left when he arrived at the entrance of the village.

The couple entered the cave and hurriedly checked Xiaoshi's clothes, and found that they were not wet, so they breathed a sigh of relief. However, although the couple was wearing plastic sheets and raincoats all the way, most of their clothes were wet.

The orchid only felt slimy and wanted to wash it in the cave.

Anyway, now that it's dark and it's raining so heavily, no one will come to the door.

Wang Manyin saw that she was going to use cold water, so he hurriedly stopped her. Orchids are just over two months after they are born, so be careful not to fall into any disease. To be on the safe side, boil a pot of hot water.

There is dry firewood in the house, and it burns quickly.

In just half an hour, the water had been poured into the tub.

The orchid tested the water temperature and stepped into it. The children were all born, and she didn't do anything to make her husband avoid them.

However, Wang Manyin was not calm immediately.

What's that...... Three or four months before Xiaoshi was born, he began to eat a semi-vegetarian diet. Now except for the occasional food grabbing with his son every day, he has been in a state of restraint.

Well, hungry......

"Really, I can't wait until I'm done eating...... Orchid pillowed on her husband's arm, her face a little more rosy and sweet.

"You rest for a while, I'll cook." Wang Manyin smiled and planned to get up and get dressed.

"Don't move, let me hug for a moment." Orchid turned her head to look at the little guy who was still sleeping next to her, and then put on her husband.

With Little Stone, she shifted more of her energy to her children.

The two talk about it every day, and they also focus on small stones.

Now, I have the feeling of being a newlywed.

***

After a heavy rain, the Dongla River once again regained its former momentum.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Wang Manyin quietly put fish into the river once, which can be regarded as adding some crucian carp to his water tank.

After the rain, the village laborers began to busy picking grass.

In just a few days, the spring corn rose knee-deep, and even the weeds in the field grew.

Wang Manyin and Liu Xiangyang were in charge of more than a dozen acres of rice fields in Dongshan Pass most of the time, but they didn't seem too busy. Now there is a lot of frogs in the field, and in addition to the common green-skinned frogs, there is also one that is earthy gray.

What is the specific name, Wang Manyin can't say clearly, he only knows that the name of the soil in his hometown is Qi Toad.

This little thing looks a little small, but it has a lot of energy, and when it is touched, its stomach immediately bulges, and even the more it beats the drum, it gets bigger and bigger, and finally it looks like a leather ball, giving people the feeling that it will explode at any time.

Last year, I didn't see it much, but now the fields are everywhere, and the cries are more rapid than those of frogs, and they are particularly noisy.

However, this frog is a bit silly and can be easily caught by the broken babies in the village. The fishing method is very simple, find a cotton thread, tie a green leaf the size of a broad bean to the bottom, and shake it on the edge of the rice field. When a nearby air toad sees an insect flying by, it scrambles forward. At this time, with a light lift, you can easily catch them in the bucket.

In addition to the above two, there are toads that come out of nowhere. This thing is covered in poisonous bumps, and it looks terrifying. The children are more frightened, and generally no one dares to catch them.

Seeing that this group of guys was having a good time, Wang Manyin just told him not to step on the ridges and trample on the ridges, and then began to go into the rice field to pick up the weeds.

Seeing noon, he was just about to go home when he heard an earth-shattering howl from the direction of the cliff ditch opposite.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!?" He was so startled that he thought someone had fallen off the cliff, so he hurried to follow the sound.

Liu Xiangyang was the same, running wildly behind.

When the two arrived, they found that Wang Shufeng's mountain baby was covering her mouth at the moment, and she was constantly jumping in place.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with people, Wang Manyin breathed a sigh of relief and asked strangely: "What's the matter, weren't you still catching frogs just now?" ”

"Let the hornets sting," Liu Xiangyang also asked.

"It's not a wasp, it's a scorpion sting." Mao Dan reported out loud.

"Scorpion, stinging to the mouth...... What the hell did you guys do? ”

Wang Manyin was really strange, he had only seen a scorpion sting on his hand or other parts, and it was definitely the first time he had heard of it in his mouth.

"Woo...... Woo woo...... "Shanwa even said with a gesture.

After a while, his lips were swollen and black, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Mao Dan translated next to him: "He just turned over the bottom of the stone and found a large nest of scorpions, and he was afraid that they would run away, so he lowered his head and blew it with his mouth...... Sting!! ”

Hearing what the other party said, Wang Manyin completely understood.

Well, after a rain, the number of insects increased, and the number of scorpions in the cliffs and ditches also increased. And it is generally hidden in shallow soil, which is easier to catch than in the past.

The scorpion is afraid of the wind, so the mountain baby blows with her mouth, but it turns out to be too close.

"Let's go, I'll take you back quickly and smear it with rooster blood."

Some people are stung by a scorpion and the pain is over in a few minutes, and some can hurt for a few days, and the stung part is dark and green.

Now that he has encountered it, Wang Manyin has no intention of leaving it alone.

As for treating scorpion stings with chicken blood, this is the recipe he learned from the villagers. Whether it has any effect or not, Wang Manyin does not know, so let's be a placebo for the time being.

He walked back quickly with the mountain baby on his back, followed by a group of broken babies to watch the excitement.

When he got home, Wang Manyin immediately grabbed some rice grains and threw them on the sidelines, and then shouted "coo, coo".

The native chickens who were foraging in the grass at the bottom of the ditch heard the call, quickly ran back, and gathered around Wang Manyin to scramble for food.

These gluttonous creatures didn't even notice that the owner had a big net bag in his hand.

Taking advantage of the fact that his big rooster was pecking with his head down, Wang Manyin's eyes were quick, and he suddenly grabbed the bottom and detained this guy inside.

Immediately, the other chickens screamed and fled.

After catching the big rooster, Wang Manyin went back to the house and took the scissors, and cut the hole in the purple and black cockscomb, releasing blood.

It felt like it was almost enough, so I let this guy go.

Immediately, he smeared chicken blood on Shanwa's mouth, which looked very demonic.

Strange to say, just ten minutes later, this guy said that it didn't hurt. I don't know if it really hurts, or if the placebo works.

Now that they came to the consignment point, these broken babies decided to sell all the scorpions they caught today.

Actually, there are not many, there are more than a dozen.

After Wang Manyin gave the money, another person stuffed a fruit candy to comfort them.

***

When Orchid came back from work, Wang Manyin started to cook dinner early.

It was too hot and he didn't want to be busy around the stove, so dinner was relatively simple. Cook a few eggs in the rice pot and then cool a plate of vegetables.

When putting sesame oil in the dish, Wang Manyin's hand shook, and the result was too much.

This bottle of sesame oil comes from sesame seeds produced in space, and the quality is naturally higher than that produced by the outside world.

Soon, a rich aroma wafted throughout the cave.

Orchid sniffed her nose a little distressed, and couldn't help but tell her husband to pour less.

Then, she moved a chair and sat on the sidelines to cool off, resting her arms by the way. The little guy grew up day by day, and now it is heavy to hold, and his arms are sore after a long time.

Wang Manyin didn't see his son for a day, and he missed him very much.

At this moment, he took it in his arms and hummed a small tune softly.

As night fell, the heat outside subsided, and the orchids set out to serve meals.

As a result, as soon as he entered the house, he exclaimed again: "Come on, Manyin, there are a lot of scorpions crawling on the pot!" ”

"Scorpions?!" Wang Manyin entered the cave when he heard the sound, leaned on the kerosene lamp, and found that there were seven or eight scorpions crawling near the vegetable pot.

He was also shocked, it was the first time he knew that there were scorpions hidden in his cave. Fortunately, I found it early, otherwise it would have been troublesome to climb onto the earthen kang when I slept at night.

It's okay to sting the two of them, what if they sting a small stone.

This is not Wang Manyin's alarmism, there are too many people who are stung by scorpions when they sleep at night in summer. Especially when you are dreaming, a sudden pain can make people jump up three feet high.

It seems that after a rain, the scorpion is completely active.

During the day, the mountain baby was just stung, and at night it also appeared in her own home.

However, he was a little strange, he had never seen scorpions in the cave before, why there were so many scorpions all of a sudden.

There are a few local chickens at home, plus local dogs and cats, and even if there are scorpions in the nearby deep ditch, there should be very few.

It can't be the scorpion stored in the vat of the consignment point that escaped, right?

Wang Manyin hurriedly picked up the flashlight and rushed to the next door.

He carefully shone a few times into the tank, and his face was a little more puzzled. There was no anomaly to be seen around the vat, and there should be no scorpions escaping.

It's weird!