Chapter 1472 Competing to Open up Wasteland
Some regret, some envy, some say sour words, always jealous.
Old man Sun has been smoking more dry cigarettes in the past few days, and he remains silent. Especially when someone was talking about Sun Hai's watermelon field, he became even more silent.
He didn't understand a little, how could the useless piece of land become a sweet pastry now? Is Sunjia Village really suitable for growing watermelons?
Mrs. Sun usually likes to be with the old ladies in the village under the big locust tree in the village. She has 30 acres of land in her family and her son and child have decent jobs in the county, so in the village there are Face, often bragging here.
Just when Mrs. Sun said that she boasted that the food in the field was growing well, and that her son was doing decent work outside, she was about to marry a rich lady in the county town.
The old lady Liu in the village smiled and said, "Oh, Mrs. Dajiang, thanks to the sea in your family, we also planted half an acre of watermelon seedlings for our family. Hey, hey, the watermelon is growing very well. This year, I said It might sell for a good price, my daughter’s dowry and grandson’s betrothal gift are all settled.”
"My family has only one-third of the sand, and it looks good." Another old lady said that the family had already secretly calculated, and they could make a lot of money.
"You have sandy land at home, you can plant a little more, I don't have one, so I can only plant it in the backyard, and it looks pretty good. I counted it, and there are seventy or eighty watermelons, big and small. Hey, if I wasn't worried about watermelons It doesn’t grow up, so I pinch some small melons, and I can make more!” Another old lady said enviously, this year, the reason for planting less watermelons is because the land is scarce. , can be planted next year.
There are not many people in the village who have this idea. Some people are not shrewd, but they are not stupid. Seeing that the patriarch is reclaiming wasteland everywhere, looking for those sandy land that can grow grass, and then contacting the sandy land to grow watermelons particularly well, they will understand what is going on. Men don't go out to work part-time anymore, they just open up wasteland at home.
When Mrs. Sun heard this, her face was ugly. She wanted to hear other people's compliments, but she didn't want to be envied because of Sun Dahai. After all, Sun Dahai had already been sent out and was no longer part of their family.
"It's better to grow watermelons. In times of famine, this watermelon can still be eaten as food!" Mrs. Sun retorted with an unnatural expression on her face. Before, Sun Dahai also asked him to recognize a comrade and go to him to get it. Watermelon seedlings, but at that time, she didn't think watermelon could be grown better. Not only did she not want it, she also mocked it, so she didn't have a single watermelon seedling at home.
Now seeing the discussion of watermelons in the village, Mrs. Sun felt very uncomfortable. As the watermelons matured, people in the village talked more. She refused to admit it, but she was still jealous of those big round watermelons.
"But now is not the time of famine. One catty of watermelon can buy half a catty of rice, and this mu of watermelon can buy several mu of food, so it's a good deal!" These old ladies are all good at home and thrift. You can quickly figure out which method is the most cost-effective.
The old lady Sun was blocked so much that she couldn't speak. Holding the sewing basket, she went back angrily.
When Mrs. Sun left, Mrs. Liu pouted, "Before, I was so mean to the Dahai family. I disliked their lame legs. I thought they were eating rice, so they drove the Dahai family back. It's really mean. That Sun Dahu is not a thing, He actually tricked his two nephews into working in the logging field, how old are those two Dahai children, this Sun Dahu has lost his conscience, and his heart has grown crooked..."