Chapter 253 Reminiscing About Bitterness and Thinking About Sweetness

"Are you going to plant cherry trees? Is it suitable for us? Other fruit trees have been planted in the village before, but cherry trees have never been planted nearby."

"I asked the people at the nursery base about this matter, and there is no problem at all in planting cherry trees here. When I went to Baiguoyuan a few days ago, I saw that the cherries there were growing very well, and there is still more than a month left You can pick it up."

"If it can be planted, that would be a good thing. Now the price of cherries has always been good. As long as they are not too bad, they can be sold for tens of dollars a catty, which is much cheaper than planting other fruits.

It's just that I don't know how many cherry trees need to be planted per acre, but I can ask the person who sells the saplings when the time comes. "

"I asked this question when I went to the nursery base. They said that about 100 to 150 plants can be planted in one mu of land. I think we should plant 120 plants in one mu of land. Just one piece of land can be planted. About 60 plants."

The land above the tea mountain is divided into small trapezoidal pieces, which are rectangular in shape with a length of about 50 meters and a width of a little more than 6 meters, which is exactly about half an acre in area.

According to the plan of 120 saplings per mu, exactly 60 saplings can be planted on one piece of land.

"I heard that the cherry blossoms are very beautiful. At that time, the cherry trees can be planted on both sides of the road near the mountain."

Luo Jiu said with some regret: "It's just that when I went to Baiguoyuan this time, the cherries there had already grown. I didn't see them blooming, but I saw a large field of rapeseed flowers on the road."

Luo Liyun said: "I have never seen cherry blossoms, but peach trees are also very beautiful when they are in bloom. I used to work in Naeba. There was a large peach forest not far away, and there were many cities in the blooming season. People from here went there to play and take pictures."

When the two were talking, everyone poured thatch and all kinds of dead branches and leaves into the pool not far away, one by one, and it was getting fuller and fuller.

Looking at the thatch that would soon be full, Luo Liyun said to the people pulling the cart: "It's almost there, everyone, take a break and drink some water, we will burn all the thatch later."

"If these dishes are changed from before, the family can cook them for a year or so. In the past few years, no one has burned thatch."

"Yes, I still remember that when I went to the mountains to graze cattle, I would always bring a hatchet. When I saw where the thatch was a little darker, I would cut it off and put it there. I would pick it out after a few days when it was dry. return."

"At that time, cooking, boiling water, and pig food were all done with firewood. Only during the Chinese New Year, some briquettes were burned to warm the fire. Unlike now, when boiling water and cooking, either electricity or liquefied petroleum gas is used, and there are not many people who even use briquettes. Burned."

"My family bought 500 briquettes the year before last, and they haven't been burned yet. The air conditioner is installed in the house, and I don't know when those briquettes will be used up."

After the stop, everyone talked about homework one after another. Recalling bitterness and thinking about sweetness is a theme that will never go out of fashion in our usual conversations. This is not talking about the old days of herding cattle and chopping firewood.

In fact, on such a day, Luo Jiu still has a vague impression that when he was a child, his grandfather fed a big buffalo, which was taller than an adult, but his temper was very gentle. Luo Jiu and his cousin would often ride on the On the back of the bull.

But for Luo Jiu and the others, such days are good childhood memories, but for people in their fifties and sixties now, the previous days can only be regarded as hard times.

Fortunately, such days are over, and the present days are still very beautiful.

But when everyone talked about burning firewood, Luo Jiu remembered that when he woke up in the morning, there were still people in the village who were still cooking. , don’t be polite, everyone just take the scooter and pull it home, as much as you want, anyway, burning it here is useless.”

"Xiao Jiu,

Now even if everyone is burning firewood, they have long since stopped burning thatch. Just take a casual trip to the nearby mountains, cut down a few trees, and it will burn for a long time. "

"Besides, this thatch can't help but burn, and it burns out immediately after putting it in the stove, unlike firewood, you can cook a meal with just a few pieces."

After resting for a while, Luo Liyun stood up and walked to a tin bucket, picked up a piece of rolled thatch, and said to everyone:

"Everyone, get ready. The fire will be lit soon. If those places can't be burned, everyone be careful to poke them with bamboo poles."

Watching Luo Liyun open the bucket and pour it onto the thatch, Luo Jiu asked curiously, "Uncle Yun, what's in this bucket?"

Luo Liyun said: "It is filled with diesel oil, which is used to refuel the tractor. However, some thatch is still a little wet, and it will burn a little more easily if you pour a little diesel oil on it.

Everyone take one, light it up and throw it in together, don't stand too close, just poke it from a distance. "

With the sound of "one, two, three", more than a dozen fireballs were thrown into the pool full of thatch.

Soon, the sound of "crackling" from burning thatch was heard in the pool, as well as flames and thick smoke came out. Even though Luo Jiu was far away from the pool, she could still feel a burst of heat.

Soon, after the layer of thatch on the surface was burned away, the open fire became smaller, but the thick smoke inside grew bigger and bigger.

At this time, the long bamboo poles in everyone's hands came in handy, poked here and there, and bursts of flames followed.

Luo Jiu also took a bamboo pole and poked it in once and for all, saying, "If we burn firewood on the mountain like this, if the town finds out, they won't say anything, right?

I heard that last year some people in the neighboring village were caught and fined hundreds of dollars for missing corn stalks in the fields. "

"It shouldn't be a problem for us to burn like this, and there is nothing nearby that can be burned. Besides, if no one reports it, who in the town will come here to check."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if someone from the town comes, you just call old Xi Ren over, he is familiar with everyone in the town anyway."

In fact, Luo Jiu doesn't need to worry about these things at all. Although the town says that it is not allowed to use fire on the mountain, there are still many people who will burn fire on the mountain at ordinary times.

Under normal circumstances, as long as you don't get caught, you'll be fine.

And now that Luo Jiu is the object of special attention in the town, even if they know about this little thing, they will just treat it as if it never happened.