Chapter 107 107 I Can Compost
Chapter 107 107. I know how to compost
Song Tan knew that the village was now in harmony and no one touched her things. First, everyone had not yet tasted the taste of the astragalus in the field.
After all, except for the young village party secretary, no one would pull up some grass to taste it, right? Especially the outermost field was used by old man Li to graze cattle.
Secondly, the real good things have not yet reached the harvest season. Now that the locals have come back to make some trouble, they still have an advantage.
Otherwise, it would not be so easy for a young girl like me to come back and work.
This is also the reason why Song Tan tends to hire people from the village to do work. If there are no young and middle-aged people, she will hire the elderly, because hiring the elderly to work has advantages and disadvantages, depending on how they are handled.
Old man Li nodded in agreement with her crying poor:
"That's true, you can't waste your parents' money. You still have Qiao Qiao at home, and life will be hard when they get old."
But after looking around, he added: "Then you still need someone to watch over your fields... Last year, I planted two rows of cabbage, and someone secretly cut seven or eight cabbages at night."
The old man was very angry when he talked about this.
I don't know who is so rude. If you want to eat the things grown in your own fields, can't you just tell me? Who would be reluctant to give up cabbage!
He is an old man who doesn't know how to pickle or dry the cabbage. In the end, didn't he give away the cabbage?
Why did he have to steal it?
Bah!
This made the increasingly old and frail old man Li even angrier. He reminded Song Tan at this moment, and he was really worried.
Song Tan comforted her, "It's okay, you can help watch it. Do you see the two newly built dog houses under the bamboo forest? My two dogs will come to help watch it when the time comes."
The pond is at the top of the field, and the doghouse is built next to the pond. The two dogs sleep there, and they can watch over the pond and the field. It is a good location that Song Sancheng specially found.
Otherwise, why would she spend a lot of money to buy dogs?
I grew up in the village and know the saying "People come in all shapes and sizes (shai shai)".
Old man Li was relieved, and a comfort surged on his dark and old face:
"Dogs are good, dogs have sharp ears and eyes that can see far. Is it your dog that eats tigers?"
Song Tan:...
She didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she could only nod and say vaguely, "It's not that exaggerated, it's two smaller ones."
Dabao and Erbao are responsible for guarding the fish pond and the field.
Old man Li had seen the tiger-like dog patrolling the back hill and the front yard:
"What do you mean by two smaller dogs? How small can they be? If they eat tigers, how can they not watch over a vegetable garden? This is safer!"
The long-forgotten mobile phone quietly broadcast everything in front of it. The operator of the live broadcast company accidentally saw the retention data and was shocked:
What is being broadcast? Why is the user retention rate so high?
At first glance, it was a pastoral scenery with an old man speaking in dialect. There was no time to review it carefully, and then he did not hesitate to put this live broadcast in a more prominent recommendation position.
Although it is not as good as other popular anchors, it is also a very good position for new anchors.
However, just after pushing it up, Song Tan on the other end of the phone only heard a "beep" sound, and then the screen went black.
She bent down to pick up her forgotten phone, pressed it twice, and then realized that it was out of power.
Looking at the pile of astragalus she had cut, she waved to old man Li: "Grandpa Li, I'm going home first. When Qiao Qiao comes later, you can ask him to load these."
Nowadays, mobile phones are an important means of contacting customers, so it is more important to charge them first.
Who knew that just as she walked to the door, she saw Qiao Qiao running over: "Sister, Dad asked you to go to the back mountain."
Then she automatically reached out to take her sickle: "I'll go cut astragalus."
This thing is also done every morning. Although Song Tan loves his brother, he doesn't spoil him, so he handed him the sickle: "Don't forget to carry the basket over."
Then he went directly to the back mountain.
There, the small excavator is still working diligently.
Where did Zhang Yanping find such an honest person? He works with everyone every day, leaving early and returning late, and his work in one day is equivalent to that of others in one and a half days.
For this reason, even if he has more than three bowls of rice for every meal, Wulan is always smiling at home.
Song Tan went to the back mountain, but saw that besides Song Sancheng, there was another strange man standing halfway up the mountain.
The man was thin, short, and slightly hunched. He looked only about 1.6 meters tall. He had an old-fashioned crew cut, which could be shaved for five yuan in the town, and there was a shaving service.
He was wearing the same jacket and black trousers that Song Sancheng often wore when he worked. When he saw Song Tan, his wrinkled face showed a hint of embarrassment.
"Tan Tan." Song Sancheng introduced her: "You probably can't recognize him. This is your Uncle Zhang."
Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the top of the opposite mountain, where there was a simple red brick house.
"Your Uncle Zhang lives there."
The terrain of the mountain that Song Tan rented was quite unique. The entire mountain range was more like a closed ring. The inner ring was like a bowl, and the bottom of the bowl was the pond below.
There were several acres of vegetable fields around the pond, and there were barren mountains with slopes on all sides.
But, this is the whole piece.
The original back hill of Song Tan's family, plus the contracted area, took up less than a quarter of the bowl's area.
Therefore, from the top of the mountain here, you can clearly see the scenery of the top of the mountain there.
She looked at the single-family home, then looked at the location, and instantly realized who this Uncle Zhang was - he was the Zhang Wang family that everyone had talked about a few days ago.
"Uncle Zhang." Song Tanke greeted politely - he was obviously the same age as her father, but now he looked haggard and vicissitudes of life, as if he was more than ten years older.
What do you need to do with yourself?
Song Tan even thought of borrowing money, but when she thought about it carefully, the people in the village were very strict and would never lend money to a junior like herself, especially as a girl.
While they were thinking about it, they saw Zhang Wang's family's expressions becoming more and more embarrassed. At this moment, they were rubbing their hands helplessly, and then pointed to the large pile of weeds, shrubs and branches they had piled on the edge of the mountain:
"Don't waste these, keep them for composting."
"Is it burned?"
Song Tan had this plan.
Plant ash can kill bacteria and insects and is also a good fertilizer. If these things are left here, they will only get in the way and breed various insect eggs and bacteria. It is easier to burn them on fire.
The Zhang Wang family quickly shook their heads: "Don't burn it, don't burn it, it will be a waste if you burn it, I can compost it!"
He finally got to the point and rubbed his hands again:
"I heard that old man Li was looking after the rice fields for your family, so I wanted to ask if I could also work for your family."
After speaking, he was afraid that Song Tan would reject him, so he quickly emphasized:
"I make good compost piles. People come to me every year. I have several piles on my land. If you want to use them, I can bring them to you."
"I can also do other farm work, and your dad knows that."
No, no, I will really work hard at the end of the month, and I still owe you more updates.
But these two days... I don't care, it depends on your health.