It is said that the scorpion has fled to the cave next door, and there should be chaos near the vat.

However, Wang Manyin looked around with a flashlight and did not find anything abnormal.

When he first collected scorpions, he took into account various problems. First of all, different populations of scorpions will fight when they get together, and the solution is very simple, spray them with some wine when they put them in the tank to eliminate the smell. In addition, put more grass and branches to provide a hiding place for the scorpions to hide every day.

As for the problem of scorpion feeding...... Wang Manyin dug up the earthworms and cut them into pieces to feed.

To prevent scorpions from escaping, it is even easier to wrap a loop of plastic sheeting around the inner wall of the cylinder mouth.

After careful inspection, Wang Manyin confirmed that it was not the scorpion in the vat that escaped, and walked outside to shine on the cliff face.

The appearance of the scorpions on the Loess Plateau is brown, which is very close to the color of the cliff face, and the flashlight held by Wang Manyin is not a purple lamp.

Just as he was about to give up, he stumbled upon two guys crawling slowly on the edge of the window, facing the house.

As soon as the light shines on them, they immediately burrow into the crevices to take refuge.

This discovery made Wang Manyin completely vigilant, and hurriedly entered the cave to check. Sure enough, in the dark crow near the pot stove, I saw the scorpion crawling again.

Like the previous two, this guy fled in panic.

So...... Is the scorpion attracted to something in the house? Otherwise, why didn't there be such a phenomenon before?

"Manyin, what the hell is going on?" At this moment, the orchid is also confused.

In order to prevent the previous scorpions from crawling, she had already caught them all in the cans.

"Maybe I poured too much sesame oil tonight, and the fragrance attracted them!" Wang Manyin speculated loudly.

Even now, there is still a strong smell in the cave.

As for the origin of the scorpion, he had already figured it out: it should be the one in the grass next to the cave's head.

Wang Manyin's family occupies a good cliff, the top is nearly ten meters high, and there is a lot of grass growing sparsely. In order to prevent soil erosion, he deliberately sprinkled a lot of grass seeds and specially sprinkled space water. Therefore, after the beginning of spring this year, the grass is particularly vigorous, and naturally produces a lot of insects, which just provides food for the scorpions.

During the drought, in order to prevent the grass from dying, he also quietly carried two buckets of water to irrigate it once.

"Really, sesame oil can attract scorpions?" Orchid let out a surprised voice.

"Whether it has an effect or not, let's do an experiment to find out."

Wang Manyin is now more and more sure that his guess is correct. In later generations, he did hear that sesame oil has a stimulating effect on scorpions, and some people even used sesame oil lamps to trap scorpions.

It's just that he used to be a fun, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Now it seems that this is the case.

In order to verify, Wang Manyin caught all the scorpions in the cave, poured half a bowl of sesame oil outside the house, and put it on the window of the consignment point.

Soon, a faint scent melts into the night with the breeze.

While waiting, the two brought the food outside. It just so happened that the little ones were asleep at this moment, and they rarely had a good meal.

Tonight, there is more sesame oil in the green vegetables, and the taste is indeed different.

Nowadays, many people have half a catty of sesame oil a year, and they are reluctant to pour it when eating, so they only use chopsticks to dip it in the oil bottle...... I'm going to lick my chopsticks when I'm done.

Someone like him who doesn't take sesame oil seriously is unique in Jar Village.

Overhead, the stars are dotted.

In the grass on the edge of the field, fireflies are bright and dark, attracting two cats to keep coming over to catch them; Not far away, on the dark hills, cuckoos sounded.

Coupled with the cool breeze, it really tastes like a starlight dinner.

After eating and resting for a while, they went to the window to check the results.

As soon as the flashlight shone casually, it was found that five scorpions were gathered under the porcelain bowl.

It should be that the bowl surface is smooth, and they can't climb up at all.

"That's really the case...... Full of silver, we can use sesame oil to catch scorpions in the future! Seeing the rare sight in front of her, Orchid said excitedly.

This method is much less labor-saving than digging the cracks of loess.

As long as you make half a bowl of sesame oil and put it outside at night, you can harvest a lot of scorpions in half an hour. If you're lucky enough to come across a scorpion nest, it's not impossible to have dozens of them.

"What do you want, if you really put it outside, I guess you can let the rats and other animals drink it when you turn your head, and maybe it will attract snakes."

Wang Manyin directly vetoed it.

In addition, he felt that the reason why his sesame oil had a strong attraction to scorpions must be related to space, and ordinary sesame oil was not so powerful.

When Wang Manyin squeezed sesame oil in the space, it didn't seem to cause much reaction from the scorpion group. He speculated, on the one hand, because it was too far from the scorpion pool...... The two places are separated by nearly 100 meters.

On the other hand, the scorpion pond is surrounded by a wide canal, and even if these guys are attracted, they can't climb across the water. Coupled with the fact that the scorpion pool was really moving in an unusual way, and he couldn't notice it at all.

In short, in the future, you should pay attention to the use of sesame oil at home, in case it attracts scorpions again, it will not be good.

***

As the wheat harvest approached, the laborers who had been doing side jobs in the county town had finally returned. In order not to delay making money for the team, even if the drought was so severe some time ago, Wang Lianshun did not call them back.

From the end of the first month to the present five months, excluding the money handed over to the production team to buy labor, at least 20 yuan can be left in the pocket. Like Wang Shufeng and a team of carpenters, their income exceeded 100.

No matter what the era, it is better to have technology than to simply work hard.

What Wang Manyin didn't expect was that the two bought a new set of frame car wheels through Hu Yongzhou's relationship. They plan to build wooden carriages later and put them in the production team to pay for the work.

So, there are still smart people in the village.

The production team has a rule: the rack car follows the work to earn 10 points a day.

can earn two or three thousand points a year, which is equivalent to one more labor in the family.

When Orchid heard about it, she thought about it and wanted her husband to buy one with her, after all, she mentioned it when she got married. They now have a few hundred dollars in savings, and they are not short of money.

Regarding his wife's proposal, Wang Manyin reasoned with facts and rejected it.

is still the same sentence: there is no shortage of food and drink at home, just live a low-key and stable life, and there is no need to take advantage of all the benefits.

Although the orchid is a little depressed, she still relies on her husband's opinion.

Think about it, just catching scorpions at home can earn more than 100 yuan a month. In addition, she paid the team a monthly penny for buying work, and by the end of the year, it would definitely be considered full. Even if you don't go to the black market, there is no shortage of food.

In this way, there is really no need to do superfluous things.

This year, due to the drought, the wheat harvest was about a week earlier. This is the top priority of the second team of Jar Village, and Wang Manyin naturally cannot be absent.

In the middle of the night, before Orchid and the child woke up, he had already gotten up early.

After adding water to the pot and adding some hard wood, Wang Manyin picked up two salted eggs and peeled them, and ate them into his stomach with the corn nest.

The eggs were boiled last night, and they were deliberately put in the water tank to be frozen, so that they would not taste bad overnight.

After eating, he drank some cold boiled water and rushed to the village.

The second team has watered some of the wheat fields this year, and the overall harvest is not bad. Especially the more than ten acres of land planted in Chuandao, the ears of wheat are even heavier, which is very gratifying.

Some time ago, when the staff came to evaluate, Wang Lianshun repeatedly chased and said good things, and in the end, they still gave a yield of 200 catties per mu.

There is no way, this year's drought has generally reduced the wheat output of each production team, which makes the wheat field of the second team particularly prominent.

Some staff members said that the public society may send people to help with the harvest at that time.

Wang Lianshun was reluctant in his heart, but he could only nod and agree.

Wang Manyin can guess the reason: it must be caused by his own dung. However, in the eyes of others, it should be related to watering and irrigation.

Afraid that these wheat would be stolen and cut, as early as more than half a month ago, Wang Lianshun began to send people to protect the youth.

This time it's a real green protection, after all, the ears of wheat are cut off and the ears are very conspicuous. If the Commune does come, it will cause trouble again.

It wasn't until dawn that the mother-in-law brought breakfast.

Wang Manyin's meal was brought by Xie Dongmei entrusted by Orchid.

She was in a hurry to go to work after eating, and she didn't have time to come and deliver it.

It's still simple, a big bowl of cold onions, with a few corn nests, and a crockpot of porridge. Not only breakfast, but also lunch was prepared.

In the middle of the night, more than a dozen people came to the commune, all with sickles in their hands.

The cadres led by him still remembered Wang Manyin and greeted him with a smile. Knowing the purpose of the people, Wang Lianshun immediately led people to transfer to the wheat field in Chuandao.

When it was almost dark, Wang Manyin dragged his tired body home.

Orchid has already cooked her meal and is waiting for him to come back to eat.

There was a slimy stinky sweat, Wang Manyin didn't hug his son again, but just reached out and pinched his little face. As a result, it was like a hornet's nest, and this guy grinned and cried, which made the orchid coax for a while.

After a day of physical work, Wang Manyin consumed a lot. He ate three eggs, two corn nests, and half a pot of porridge in a row, and finally filled his stomach.

After a short rest, he took up his shoulder again and went to the village to fetch water.

When you come to the East Mountain, you will naturally flash into the space.

After soaking in the pond for half an hour, the whole person became refreshed. Then, Wang Manyin got two buckets of water at the mouth of the spring and carried it home.

It was about the same as last year, and after three or four busy days, the wheat harvest of the second team was over.

Taking advantage of the moisture in the field, the members began to plant autumn crops again. This year, most of the fields were planted with corn, and only a few corners of the plot were planted with millet, buckwheat and other autumn crops.

As for the simplicity, corn can not only produce corn cobs, but also provide corn husks, which can be called dual-purpose.

It is said that from April to the present, corn husk weaving in Jar Village has been going on. Even when wheat harvesting was busiest a few days ago, many mothers-in-law and aunts insisted on doing it.

Now there are a few skillful mothers-in-law who can make a carpet in ten days. After all, the monthly income from the side hustle alone reached more than 20 yuan, which can be said to be quite powerful.

But not everyone is like this, there are a lot of stupid aunts in the village. They studied for nearly two months, and they couldn't make a qualified corn husk carpet.

People like this can only do basic braiding work and give hands to others.

Without being reminded by village cadres, people are free to combine and divide labor.

The mother-in-law and aunts have living money in their hands, and even Wang Manyin's kerosene has recently become a best-seller, and even the broken babies in the village are willing to come over to buy a few sugar sweets.

After the autumn crops are planted, the public grain is delivered.

As is customary in previous years, it was time to divide the wheat among the families.

Who knew that after waiting for a few days, there was no movement.

Wang Manyin's family didn't lack a mouthful of white noodles, so he wasn't in a hurry, but he was a little puzzled.

At night, while the orchid lulled the little stone to sleep, he was just about to practice subject 2, when he suddenly heard the rhubarb barking.

Then, Wang Lianshun's voice sounded: "Man Yin, have you slept?" Hurry up to the warehouse, let's divide the grain now! ”

Wang Manyin was so depressed that he couldn't do it, so he could only get dressed in a hurry.

Then he opened the door angrily, walked to the sideline and asked, "Uncle Lian Shun, what are you doing?" It's almost eleven o'clock, why do you suddenly have to divide the food...... Won't it work tomorrow? ”

"What so much nonsense. Hurry up and follow me with the bag of wheat, don't waste time. There are quite a few families behind......" Wang Lianshun urged urgently.

Wang Manyin had to go back to the house to say hello to the orchid, and hurriedly followed with the cloth bag. Judging from last year, a person can divide five catties of wheat at most, which is not worth using a snakeskin bag.

He always felt that this time the distribution of food was a bit weird, and on the way to the village, he couldn't help but ask again.

"This year, I don't want to delay everyone's time, so I'm shouting from house to house. Whoever shouted went directly to the warehouse to pick it up, without waiting for anyone else. Wang Lianshun gave this explanation.

Wang Manyin was more sure that there was something inside, but he didn't ask again.

When he arrived, it happened that Wang Shouchang walked out of the cave with a bag. After seeing Wang Manyin, the other party only said hello and rushed away.

Entering the warehouse, Wang Manyin saw Wang Fugui standing inside, and he completely understood.

According to the usual practice, the cadres stationed in the team generally have to be present to supervise when distributing grain, as was the case with Zhao Jianhai in previous years. He suddenly remembered that Bai Mingchuan seemed to have returned to the commune today.

When I passed in front of my house in the morning, I specially said hello.

Wang Fugui took the cloth bag, and there was no nonsense.

After he weighed it, he blinked his eyes and motioned to look at the scales: "Full silver, let's divide five catties this year, see if it's right......"

"Yes!" Wang Manyin glanced at it and nodded again and again.

What else can I say, it's almost 20 pounds, can it be right?

In fact, this method of privately distributing food has been mentioned by Wang Manyin before. To put it bluntly, it is to control the number of people on the scene to a minimum, so as not to ask each other blindly and cause chaos.

Even if someone really reported the second team to the commune afterwards, Wang Fugui could find a reason to say that he had mistaken the scale, and there were no outsiders in the warehouse anyway.

However, Wang Manyin believes that no one will say that after all, it is a good thing to divide more food. Everyone basically belongs to the "dumb eat flat food, and they know it in their hearts".

On the surface, according to the commune's regulations, the number of acres of wheat planted by each production team each year is fixed, and it cannot be increased or decreased at will. But as long as you use your brain, there is always a way.

The fields of the Loess Plateau are different from those of the plains, either on the top of fragmented plateaus, or planted on slopes, and some are in twisted ravines.

Some plots are too fragmented, and the corners of the fields may be cleared every year.

Therefore, it is impossible to accurately count the specific number of acres, and even the working group cannot cover everything.

In this way, there is room for manoeuvre.