Liu Xing knew that it would definitely not work to let the black calf live in the bullpen like this, and after frowning, he ran into the house and found a bundle of dried artemisia grass, lit it and threw it into the bullpen.

Artemisia grass was eliminated long ago after a few decades, but in the eighties, it was a sharp weapon for smoking mosquitoes, so there would be inventory at home.

The moisture inside the bullpen was very heavy, and the artemisia grass did not burn for the first time, but it did not extinguish it, but emitted bursts of smoke, which enveloped the bullpen in a short time.

Liu Xing wants this effect, the smoke after the burning of artemisia grass has an insecticidal effect, and these cattle ropes hidden in the cattle pen will naturally be directly killed or driven away, and the effect is very good.

After waiting for a while, when the smoke had cleared from the barn, he tied the rope to the wooden bolt.

The black calf rubbed Liu Xing's arm affectionately, turned around and walked slowly into the bullpen.

Because the cowflies were killed, he fell asleep after lying down.

Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, turned around and left.

When I got home, the lights were on.

But there was no figure of his father Liu Dazhao in the room.

When I asked my mother, I found out that I went out to clean the canal in the village.

It's definitely going to be eating out at this time, and I'll be back later.

After Liu Xing learned of this result, he didn't ask any more questions, but went back to his room to rest.

In the room, the wild strawberries picked by the melon seeds were placed on the wooden table, and one or two were eaten from time to time, and in the window position, a young man in black who was doing his homework looked at this scene enviously, wanting to come over and eat wild strawberries together, but he didn't dare to go over.

The reason why this is the case is because the melon seeds do not let it.

As long as you dare to approach the wooden table, the melon seeds will stare at the threat.

Liu Xing saw this scene in his eyes, and shook his head: "Liu Ye, are you angry with melon seeds again?"

If you don't make the melon seeds angry, the melon seeds are generally very generous.

And Liu Ye is his younger brother, that is, a black-clothed boy who does his homework, the fourth oldest in the family, and is currently in the first year of junior high school, and his academic performance is very average.

On top of Liu Xing, there are two older sisters.

One is married, and the other is in high school in the city.

When Guazi saw Liu Xing asking, he raised his little head: "No, I'm very angry now, my mother asked the nest to go to hunt pigweed together, but he said that he wanted to do his homework, hum! Now there are wild strawberries in Woda pigweed, and he is angry with him." ”

"You ......" Liu Ye was speechless.

Liu Xing was a little forbearing: "Okay, melon seeds, Liu Ye doesn't want to fight pigweed, after all, there is a lot of homework in junior high school, and if you can't finish it, you will be punished by the teacher tomorrow." ”

"Really?" melon seeds regretted their actions a little when they heard this.

"Of course, if you look at my homework, I'm afraid I won't finish it until ten o'clock in the evening. Liu Ye raised the thick notebook in his hand.

"That'...... You can come and take the wild strawberries with the nest! But only six, and the rest are your parents'. The melon seed raised her right hand, and her five fingers were not dazzling in the light.

"My sister, are you five good?" Liu Ye corrected with a headache.

"Yes, you only have five fingers on your right hand, and you don't have six. Liu Xing was amused, and his tears almost burst out of his eyes.

The melon seeds didn't care at all, she looked at Liu Ye: "As long as you talk a lot of nonsense, you don't just have wild strawberries, not right." ”

"Cha!" Liu Ye hurriedly ran to the wooden table and ate wild strawberries with a smiling face.

When I tasted the deliciousness, my eyes were almost squinted with joy.

Liu Xing looked at it and smiled, but instead of sitting with his younger siblings to eat wild strawberries, he said something and went out.

At this time, my father was not at home, and my mother was cooking.

There must be no one to feed the pigs in the pigsty, so he must feed them while he has time, or else it will be troublesome when it gets dark and the lights are blind.

This is not a joke, but a fact.

Because there are no lights installed in the pigsty, the road is not easy to walk.

In addition, the pigweed brought back from the melon seeds has to be chopped with a knife, which is too busy to be completed in half an hour.

Don't look at a woven bag of pigweed, in fact, it is not enough to stuff the teeth of two pigs in the pigsty, but this is already very good, if it is changed to winter, it is good to have a meal for the pigs a day.

There is no way, in the 80s, there was a shortage of food and clothing in the countryside, and it was already the standard to save if you could save it.

This is why the pigs fed in the eighties did not grow much all year round, only more than 100 catties, and the reason was that the pigs were not fed at all.

After the late nineties, this phenomenon gradually disappeared because there was feed for the pigs.

However, if the raw pork that eats the feed is as delicious as eating pigweed, it is simply a fool's dream.

But now Liu Xing has a headache about feeding pigs with pigweed, because if the pigs don't grow up for a day, then the work of beating pigweed will fall on him and the melon seeds.

As for his younger brother Liu Ye, he was a noble lord.

Every time, I find an excuse to hide.

If he is in a hurry, he will run away from home, so that his family can find it easily.

The reason why such a situation happened was that it was bewitched by the second sister 'Liu Ziran', saying that it was useless to hunt pigweed and herd cattle at home, and only by studying wholeheartedly and walking out of saltpeter village was the way out.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with this statement, and the people in the family agree with it.

But they all eat in a pot, and it's impossible to always hide from the tired!

The second sister Liu Ziran was admitted to the eighth middle school in the city with excellent results, and her academic performance in the second year of high school is still among the best, no one dares to say anything if she doesn't do housework, after all, she can only be seen on Saturdays and Sundays, and she usually lives in the dormitory.

But Liu Ye ......

Liu Xingzhi, who was struggling to chop pigweed, shook his head.

He can only use one sentence to describe it now, that is, he didn't learn the good ones, he learned all the bad ones, and his academic performance was only in the middle and upper reaches of the class, and in the memory of rebirth, he didn't read until the third year of junior high school.

As for the reason, it is that the little head can't keep up with the rhythm and is hit by the classmates who study well.

Of course, that blow was good, so that Liu Ye could see himself clearly, and he would never be lazy and slippery again, but the arrogant character he had cultivated over the years had nothing to say to melon seeds and him.

When I became an adult, I went out to work.

I didn't come back until I got married and had children.

At that time, Guazi had already married, and he also took his daughter-in-law to work in the coastal area.

It's really hard for siblings to be reunited.

But he knew that the root cause of all this was that his family was too poor.

If you don't go out to eat and reduce the burden on your family, I'm afraid that someone will really starve to death.

Thinking of these past events now, Liu Xing has a lot of feelings.

However, he secretly swore in his heart that since he was reborn, he would definitely change the current situation in the family, at least not let his brothers and sisters run around for life, and finally be born like strangers.

Seeing that the pigweed was all chopped, Liu Xing put away the thoughts in his heart, walked to the corner of the hall and filled two scoops of rice bran with a wooden barrel, mixed it with the pigweed on the ground, and then put it in a wooden barrel and walked towards the pigsty.

The two pigs in the pigsty were already hungry, and they quickly got up when they heard the footsteps, and one of them almost escaped from the pigsty.

But as a bucket of pig food fell to the ground, the two of them fell silent, and the pig food on the ground began to eat violently.

Liu Xing looked at it for a while, and saw that the feces in the corner were still 'healthy', so he patted the dust on his body and went back with the empty bucket.

Don't underestimate what he did just now, that's the experience of a pig veteran.

Because once the pig manure is not healthy, it will not be long before it will get sick.

In the countryside for 80 years, pigs were free-range, and once they got sick, there was no veterinarian to call in, and they were all left to fend for themselves.

In other words, most of the sick pigs died, and only a few survived.

This is one of the reasons why pork was expensive in the 80s and 90s, and it was also the biggest pain in the hearts of farmers, because many farmers worked hard for a year, counting on the pigs in the pen to have a good year.

Or even sell it for a lot of money to cover a year's expenses.

However, the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is often cruel.

Many pig farmers have finally raised a big fat pig.

But after selling it, I paid off the debt, but I didn't even have the money to sell the pork.

Some people may say that this is impossible, pork in the 80s is expensive!

But Liu Xing can tell them that pork is expensive, but the money does not go into the farmers' pockets, and as for where it goes, many people should know it.

This is one of the reasons why farmers raise pigs and chickens in the end but do not make a fortune, of course, more often than not, there is no corresponding professional technology.

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