Chapter 128 The Taste of Childhood

After going through this incident, Han Cheng came out of the frenzy of the first two days.

Silkworms are important, but like the invisible Chinese cabbage, they are also things that cannot be rushed.

Don't say that the trace of the silkworm has not been found yet, even if it is found now, it does not mean much to Han Cheng now.

This meaning does not refer to other things, but to the present, even if there are silkworms, these guys have already turned into insects. If they are captured and raised, it is better to let them grow in the wild by themselves and wait until autumn When the leaves were all gone, Han Cheng went to the mulberry tree to find the silkworm cocoons hanging on the mulberry tree to save his worry.

After all, silkworm cocoons that are many times larger than silkworm dung hanging on bare branches are much more eye-catching.

And now that the rapeseed is about to mature, it is even more important to get the wooden fork out...

It may be that enough plant ash was sprinkled on the first field with the Qingque tribe, and it was also poured with a lot of pure natural green manure made by the Qingque tribe, as well as nutrients contributed by rabbits and deer. , and it has also been taken care of by the Qingque tribe headed by Han Cheng. This year's rapeseed has grown very well on the whole, far from being comparable to when it was mixed with weeds in the wild.

Rapeseed grows strong, so it is naturally impossible to dry it all at once on the threshing floor.

After there was no free time on the wheat threshing floor, the newly harvested rapeseed, under Han Cheng's guidance, were all piled up on the edge of the wheat threshing floor.

The same as storing dry grass before, some tree trunks were opened horizontally on the ground, and some branches were placed on the trunks, and then the rapeseed was piled up.

At the beginning, when there are few rapeseed, just put the rapeseed in your arms or on your shoulders here. If it is higher, you can use your hands. When the rapeseed is two ends higher than the person who transports the rapeseed, you must With the help of a wooden fork.

Under Han Cheng's tireless teaching, these few people who had studied with him for more than a day finally learned to use the wooden fork, at least not as unfamiliar as before.

Ruhua carried a bundle of rapeseed, walked all the way from the rapeseed field, came to the pile of rapeseed, tilted her right shoulder down, and the bundle of rapeseed on her shoulder fell to the ground.

She stood up straight here for a while, then turned around and walked towards the rapeseed field, ignoring the bundle of rapeseed on the ground, since someone came to get it on the rapeseed pile.

Mu Mu, who was in charge of turning the scene, came over, holding a wooden fork that looked white after the skin was peeled off in his hand.

With his right hand in front and his left behind, he pressed the tines of the wooden fork to the ground and inserted it under the bundle of rapeseed. Then he bent his right leg forward slightly and exerted force with both arms, and the bundle of rapeseed was shoveled up by him.

He moved without stopping, his right hand raised, and at the same time, his left hand pressed down on the handle of the fork, so that the wooden fork and the rape shoveled on the wooden fork exceeded the top of his head.

Wood pushed his right hand forward again, and at the same time pressed his left hand under the wooden fork, and pulled it back a little harder.

In this way, the wooden fork and the shoveled rape that were originally behind the head will draw a small half circle in the air and buckle on the high pile of rape in front of him.

When pulling out the wooden fork, press it down slightly, and then pull it out again, so as to ensure that the rapeseed that has been piled up will not fall off to the greatest extent.

Under the top of the gate, enjoying the cool breeze, Han Cheng nodded approvingly as he watched the wood move in one go. Yes, he is a malleable talent.

Sure enough, hiding in the shade and watching others do farm work is comfortable.

This is the same reason that many people like pastoral life.

The pastoral life they like is to wear clean clothes, come to the fields, blow the wind of nature, smell the fragrance of the soil, and feel sorry for the old farmers who are carrying hoes and bowing and weeding non-stop.

When I am interested, I may even recite two poems to praise this beautiful pastoral scenery, and envy the old farmer for having all these intoxicating things.

Once it is really integrated into the pastoral life,

After a few days of eating, living and working with the old farmers, the kind of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely will disappear immediately...

Han Cheng took a few steps outside, looked at the iron-headed people who were bending over to harvest rapeseed in the rapeseed field, and then looked at the threshing field in the yard, turning over the rapeseed logs with a wooden fork, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

There is a feeling of returning to elementary school and working on the wheat threshing field with adults during busy farming.

At that time, every year when wheat was harvested in early summer and peanuts and corn were harvested in autumn, the school would take a one-week farming leave so that they could go back and help their families with summer and autumn harvests.

In the wheat threshing field, he turned the wheat under the sun, or gathered the fallen wheat to the middle of the field, and he did a lot of things.

If at this time, there is a person riding a big beam bicycle with a white foam box behind the car, that would be the most gratifying thing.

The white quilt wrapped in the plastic box was opened, and the white cold mist was transpiring. I took a 20 cents popsicle and licked it carefully. The whole heat seemed to be gone...

The immature wheat is delicious when it is burned with a fire, and the big green grasshopper in autumn is also delicious when it is burned, especially the golden eggs that have not had time to be excreted in the stomach, which are eaten in the mouth It's delicious, fragrant, and then bites into a skinny chest, crunchy and chicken-flavored.

Of course, sweet potatoes made from dried cow dung are also a must in childhood...

It's a pity that it will never go away—the childhood that didn't need to worry too much and was very easy to be satisfied...

Han Cheng shook his head, withdrew his thoughts from the past, put all the past in his heart, and looked at everything in front of him and what he needed to face.

After more than two days of drying, the rape spread on the threshing floor has become burnt.

At this time, there were no solid tools such as ironware, and Han Cheng, even a traverser, could not make the stone rollers of the 'milling field'.

There was no other way but to be beaten with a wooden fork.

Every time the wooden fork is shot down, many rapeseed pods will not be able to withstand the severe punishment. They will choose to blow themselves up and die, dedicating the rapeseed that they have bred for a long time.

Under Han Cheng's demonstration, after patting the rapeseed in front of them with a wooden fork for a while, they would use the fork to turn it over and continue beating.

After beating again, the tortured rapeseed will be picked up with a wooden fork and shaken back and forth to loosen them, and then exposed to the hot sun.

And Mu Mu and others continued to pat the rapeseed in other places with a wooden fork.

This is done to prevent the rapeseed from being unevenly sun-dried. Those somewhat damp, beating-resistant rapeseed pods refuse to hand over the hidden rapeseed. After they are squeezed dry by the scorching sun and warm wind, they will continue to be tortured...