Chapter 1191

This year, the beginning of the entire Yunqiao Village started with busyness.

But not a single person in the village was unhappy.

After all, in previous years at this time, they would at most tidy up their own vegetable gardens, preparing vegetable seeds, vegetable seedlings, etc.; daily life could be said to be the most leisurely time.

But for farmers, leisure means no money.

Nowadays, even rice has to be bought with money; if they stay idle like this, their hearts will panic after a long time, which is also the reason why they have frequently gone out to work in recent years.

But this year is different.

Ever since the fifteenth, the old Song family started getting busy.

When it was freezing cold, they started digging the ground, raking the soil, and spreading base fertilizer on the mountain; at the river beach pasture, the manure of cattle, sheep, chickens, and ducks fermented thoroughly, just waiting to be put to use!

When the days got warmer day by day, and all the more than a thousand mu of land were tidied up, their family started planting fruit trees again.

Truck after truck of fruit trees were transported from all over the country, and Professor Song's connections played a huge role at this moment.

Song Tan didn't have to worry at all about what varieties to choose, early-ripening or late-ripening, or where to plant what, and how to utilize the land underneath...

Everything, Sister Yanran and the other three had already given a plan last year.

This spring, they adjusted it twice on the spot, and Song Tan only needed to confirm it and arrange for people to plant it.

Even the planting was watched by the three of them.

Honestly, Song Tan felt that the salary given was really worth it!

Compared to this, the strawberry garden opened up for them alone behind the dormitory didn't count for much.

Of course, Song Tan also knew how Sister Yanran and the other three begged Chen Yuan to help watch over this matter.

But agricultural students find it difficult to graduate; those strawberries are at least better tasting than ordinary ones; by then, whether they are stolen or what, the three of them will have to cry in the fields.

Chen Yuan asking people to help watch over it also makes people feel more at ease.

Song Tan wanted to let them stay at home for a long time, but didn't think about letting them fail to graduate.

However, although the land has become much larger, this busy early spring was even more relaxed than when their family only had a few mu of land last year.

Even Until Wu Lan muttered:

"Hiring people is convenient. Last year, your dad and I were spun around by you..."

Song Tan didn't want to either.

"But there was no money then, and the food wasn't good, so I wanted to seize the time in spring..."

Fortunately, after a period of busyness, the subsequent income also laid a foundation, which also allowed their family to have more funds to expand their territory.

"That's true." Until Wu Lan also nodded: "It's just really too busy; every night when I close my eyes, I have to think about what to do tomorrow, and the next day I have to be on the move... too panicked."

Qiaoqiao poked his head out: "I'm not panicked; I even learned how to plant Chinese milk vetch."

He was a bit unhappy: "Sister, Mom didn't teach me well before. She said the way to plant corn can be used to plant everything else, but I planted Chinese milk vetch that way, and what grew out wasn't as lush as what sister scattered casually."

That's for sure; scattering a handful casually, the seeds are so dense!

And Qiaoqiao's way was like planting corn, with three or two seeds per hole, and then a space in between... what grew out wouldn't be sparse?

"It's okay," Song Tan comforted him: "The Chinese milk vetch seeds you scattered in winter are especially good; look now, isn't it a green velvet piece? It can be picked and sold before long."

Nowadays, just as it's getting warm, the Chinese milk vetch has sprouted green buds and leaves. Looking from afar, it's like being covered with a layer of light gauze, which is exceptionally moving.

Not only the rice fields, but even the river beach has been scattered with large areas, paired with other fresh pasture grass; the cattle and sheep that had been stifled for a whole winter are eating happily every day.

The aging big yellow ox is mixed in these herds, and at this moment doesn't feel lonely at all.

Of course, Song Tan also knows that Old Man Li actually often goes to see it.

But facing this old man, the old Song family doesn't want to say much; anyway, he is now looking at the tea mountain that once belonged to him, and can be considered diligent and hardworking...

Then let it be.

Ever since the planting started in spring, trucks delivering seedlings have been coming incessantly. It's fortunate that the road was repaired last year, otherwise, just delivering goods would be a troublesome matter.

Three big trucks of seedlings came again this morning.

Secretary Xiao Zhu saw it from afar and strolled over at this moment:

First, she sponged a breakfast, then asked: "Just saw you guiding that truck to the mountain on Old Man Li's side; what is it?"

"Tea seedlings." Song Tan replied: "There were only ten or so mu of old tea trees on that mountain originally, and they were all pruned in winter—they grew too high, one or two meters high, and couldn't be picked at all."

"The wasteland cleared out is also planted with tea leaves, otherwise the yield is so low every year that Boss Chang will really cry to death."

Tea seedlings can be picked in two to three years; although the yield is slightly lower at the beginning, their growth is also very rapid. Compared to this, they don't need to be taken care of too much, and have now become the old Song family's main profit pillar.

So, even if their own family can't drink that much, Song Tan still arranged more than a hundred mu of land, which can be said to be quite a sacrifice.

Otherwise, planting peanuts or corn on this land... what can't be planted?

Secretary Xiao Zhu doesn't know the hardship of planting tea leaves, and at this moment just has a good impression of Boss Chang, so she nodded:

"That's fine; if there are more tea leaves, I'll buy more later—picking also needs more people, right? There will be work in the village again."

She thought of this: "By the way, the electricity reform is starting! This summer, you can turn on the air conditioning on the mountain and down the mountain at will without worrying about it not being able to carry it."

That's really good news!

Song Tan sighed and looked at Secretary Xiao Zhu meaningfully: "The leaders of our city are really decisive!"

Secretary Xiao Zhu smiled silently and asked another question curiously:

"I saw you planted a lot of persimmon trees on the Shitou Slope side; are they crispy persimmons or those fire-crystal persimmons?"

"Both."

"The original persimmon trees on that piece were also re-grafted; after all, they are big trees, it's a pity to destroy them."

That piece of wasteland is really too big; Brother Xiao Sun alone used a month's time just to tidy up this piece of land, and now the wild chrysanthemum seeds have been scattered.

It's just that the sunflowers are a bit later, fearing that another cold air will come and freeze them.

Secretary Xiao Zhu thought of everyone working for the old Song family since spring, and not having a moment of leisure day by day, and at this moment smiled from ear to ear:

"Very good, very good! There is work to do in the village, and everyone stays steadily so that they can develop better; otherwise, relying entirely on your family, no matter how much strength you have, you can't carry it."

Song Tan was also happy: "Yes, only when everyone stays in the village can we do things so boldly like this; otherwise, we couldn't find workers and wouldn't be able to plant the land."