Chapter 38: Biting Grass
it that way, I’m not afraid anymore. That child is so pitiful, I’ll go take another look at him.”After Sun left the house, Yang Ruqing began cooking lunch with Xiao Hua and Xiao Duo.We can just fry a...Old Yang allocated two mu of paddy fields and two mu of dry land to the third household.
Yang Ruqing had never been to the location of the two mu of paddy fields. This time, she followed Mrs. Sun to the front of their family's two mu of dry land.
"Grandma and grandpa probably think I've gotten too fat, so they gave me this faraway place to live. They want me to walk more and exercise!"
Standing on the earthen embankment of her own dry farmland, Yang Ruocheng looked around and couldn't help but make a joke.
Sun looked at the parched land before her and shook her head silently.
This half-acre of dry land, right at the foot of this mountain, used to be a piece of wasteland.
Old Yang used to grow cotton, but during a drought the harvest was poor. Later he switched to soybeans, peanuts, and sesame seeds. Perhaps because of the soil quality, the harvests have always been inferior to those in the lowland fields.
"Qing'er, don't blame them. It's better they gave us something than nothing at all. We should take good care of it, and we can still harvest something!"
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Sun smiled at Yang Ruqing, took out the radish and pumpkin seeds she had borrowed from Guihua, and placed them aside.
Yang Ruqing nodded in agreement, saying it right, something is better than nothing. As long as you are diligent and willing to study hard, even a piece of wasteland can be given its due value!
"Mother, then let's get to work and straighten things out!"
Yang Ruqing took her smaller hoe and stood on the dike with Sun Shi, discussing the plan. The mother and daughter then carried their hoes down to the field and began tilling the soil.
Though Yang Ruqing was a former spy, she was surprisingly familiar with farm work.
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She went undercover in a peasant family in the foothills of Dabie Mountains for half a year to carry out her mission, learning many survival skills from them.
Plowing the fields, transplanting rice seedlings, and planting vegetables, none of it fazed her.
Right now, the shovel is turning over the soil beneath it, making a crisp and clear rattling sound, just like the sound of a knife slicing through thin slices of mountain yam. It's exceptionally pleasant to hear.
One hoe after another, digging down, turning up the slightly reddish soil. The soil here is loose and slightly acidic, sandy soil. Planting some drought-resistant crops, such as corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes, and potatoes, would be a good choice!
Yang Ruqing wielded her hoe, smoothing the land while imagining the joy of a bountiful harvest. Each swing of the hoe was an effort for her family, and her heart brimmed with happiness and anticipation.
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"Qing'er, if you're tired, take a break and have some tea to moisten your throat!"
Over there, Mrs. Sun leaned on her hoe and wiped the sweat from her forehead with one hand, smiling at Yang Ruohua here.
“Mother, I’m not tired. Thinking about this winter, we’ll be able to eat the water-crystal clear radishes we planted ourselves, and I’ll have energy bursting all over!” Yang Ruqing raised her head and said with a smile.
Mrs. Sun nodded, a genuine smile appearing in her eyes. She and her daughter had hit it off quite well.
“Girlfriend, let’s go all out and level the ground before noon. Then we’ll plant radish seeds. When it's been a while, once the radishes grow, we'll have our own vegetable patch.”
“Hmm!” Yang Ruqing nodded heavily. She didn’t care if it was the water-spirit radishes or the emerald green radish leaves, the home-cooked dishes made from them were so tempting just thinking about it.
With a hoe in hand, he was even more energetic!
When the land is relatively level, it's time to start planting seeds in those small, leveled depressions.
“Qinger, mama will plant the seeds, you follow behind and water them!” Sun shi instructed.
"Alright!" Yang Ruqing replied cheerfully, following Mrs. Sun's lead as the mother-daughter duo bustled about in an organized manner.
Mrs. Sun bent over and dropped two to four radish seeds into each small mound of earth. Yang Ruqing then watered the mounds and carefully covered them with a thin layer of fine sand.
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Then the mother and daughter followed suit, planting pumpkin seeds along the edge of the field.
If this pumpkin were planted in your own yard or on a wall, you'd definitely need to prepare a trellis.
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But here, next to this field, there's a forest. When the pumpkin vines grow up, then let their roots and tendrils just lie on the ground and grow freely.
"Qinger, there's just a little bit of tidying left to do. Mother will take care of it. Why don't you go sit on the grass over there and rest for a while." Mrs. Sun said to Yang Ruqing as she covered the soil with her hands.
Yang Ruoqing looked and saw that everyone was almost done. She smiled and said, "Eh," then hopped onto the dike and sat down to rest on the grass there.
As soon as she sat down, her palm instinctively reached out to the grass beside her. Suddenly, something pierced her, making her gasp in pain.
On looking down, there was a clump of nettle.
The edges of my palm were brutally scraped by the prickly skin of the nettle, breaking open and bleeding a few drops. It was both painful, numb, and itchy, just like being stung by ants, with some tiny prickles still stuck in my skin.
Yang Ruqing bent her head and carefully pulled out each tiny thorn embedded in the skin. Sun shi, having finished her task, walked over and said, "In this grove of trees, these stinging plants are common during the autumn when they bear seeds. In spring and summer, by the fields, embankments, and forests, they grow in clusters, and even pigs, cows, and sheep dare not approach!"
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Yang Ruqing listened intently, her mind whirring.
The villagers here probably don't know the benefits of this nettle, do they Although this plant stings like a cactus, and during the spring and summer seasons, the taste of nettle is unpleasant, even pigs, cows, and sheep won't touch it.
But, when autumn arrives, the nettle begins to produce seeds. The sour and prickly taste fades away. Harvesting, chopping it up, and mixing it with wheat bran and rice husk chaff to feed pigs is actually the most nutritious feed!
Within two months, the pig will be shiny and healthy!
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly had an idea. She stood up and said to Sun Shi: "Mother, I plan to go to the woods over there to pick some leaves of the stinging nettle to take home!"
Sun shi thought she had misheard, completely baffled: "That thing pigs wouldn't even eat, let alone humans. What are you trying to do, Qing'er"
"Mother, I won't tell you for now. You'll understand later!" Yang Ruqing intentionally kept her mother in suspense. She knew that even if she explained everything now, Sun wouldn't necessarily believe her.
After all, the original owner of this body was a fool who couldn't even take care of himself!
"Alright, then I'll go with you to the woods. I just need to gather some pine needles too. You mustn't go deep inside, we'll just look around near the entrance!"
Mrs. Sun admonished that Yang Ruohua's actions should be seen as a child playing, and she didn't pay much attention to it.
The two of them added up, and went into the woods.
This forest is the same one Yang Ruohua came out of yesterday afternoon to look for wild vegetables, but it's on the other side of the woods.
After she came in, she found that what Mrs. Sun said was true; the place was covered with mature nettle plants. Mrs. Sun loosened the hair and Yang Ruqing picked nettles. In a short while, she filled the bamboo basket she brought with them. She also picked some edible wild vegetables!
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