The Reborn Wife is Farming

Mu Yangling tried back and forth a few times, and finally mastered the technique after plowing three rows, which made Mu Yangling very proud, "Father, maybe I was born to farm the land."

Mu Shi glanced at his daughter's hand, thought of her strength, and said, "If you say that you are a natural hunter, you still believe me. You caught a roe deer alive when you first took you into the mountains."

But that was the skill of his previous life, Mu Yangling complained, isn't the skill of hunting the same as catching people?

No matter what Mu Shi said, Mu Yangling was very proud anyway.

The father and daughter worked together, and they drove a long way in a short while. Ma Liu saw that there was more than an acre, so he waved: "Okay, stop planting first, or the soil will dry up in a while."

The father and daughter walked up to Ma Liushi, and Ma Liushi taught them to sow the seeds, saying: "Just sow it slowly, in the middle, don't be crooked, not too much, and not too little." .”

Mu Yangling asked curiously: "Who stipulates this density?"

Ma Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Who made the rules? Our ancestors have planted like this for generations. In the past, there were people who did not believe in evil, thinking that if they planted more seeds, they would reap more. Who knew that the wheat seedlings that grew were too dense. In the end The ears of wheat are not as long as your fingers, what a waste."

When Ma Liushi said this, Mu Shi became nervous. He squatted on the ground and carefully counted the number of wheat. Mu Yangling was speechless, "Father, when will you be able to finish the planting by counting like this? About one time will do."

Mu Yangling stuffed the wheat seeds into his hand, "Try it."

Mu Shi grabbed a handful of wheat seeds with his hands and carefully lighted them down. Ma Liushi frowned when she saw that the wheat seeds in the gully were sometimes dense and sometimes sparse.

Several children have already walked a long way like wood.

Ma Liushi stepped forward to teach Mu Shi again, and she gave up after going back and forth three times, "Stone, planting seeds is the easiest, you just leak a little bit between your fingers, and the falling wheat is just right, why don't you just plant seeds?" won't it?"

Mu Shi was in a dilemma, "Auntie, my palm is big, and the wheat is disobedient in my hand. When I get nervous, it will shrink, and when I relax a little, it will rush down..."

Ma Liu looked at his nephew speechlessly, and said after a while: "Forget it, you should cover the soil behind you, this will always happen, right? Cover the seeds in the gully with the soil with your feet."

Mu Shi nodded again and again, "I will do this."

Ma Liu looked at it for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem, he went to the front to plant. When passing by Mu Yangling, he looked down and nodded secretly. Although his nephew is a bit stupid, Ah Ling is indeed a farmer. material.

Xiao Bowen and Xiuhong Xiulan in the front were also planting a small bag of wheat, because Mu Shi was covering the soil behind them, so they didn't have to look back, and their speed was not slow.

By noon, their family had planted two acres of land.

Ma Liushi wanted to take them back to eat, but Mu Yangling waved his hand and said, "Auntie, take Bowen and the others back, and let Xiuhong bring us food in a while, and you can rest until the second half of the day. It's flat and flat here."

Ma Liushi frowned, "It won't take half a minute, we'll come right after dinner."

"That can't be done," Mu Yangling hurriedly said, "The sun is shining right now. My father and I don't need to rest. Why don't you rest for a while, or you'll be exhausted now, and you'll still have to buy medicine later."

"It doesn't matter to me and Xiuhong, it didn't always work like this before."

Mu Yangling insisted, "Auntie, just listen to me. Even if you come, I won't ask you to work. It's better to rest comfortably at home."

Mu Yangling knows that this is the time to scramble for seeds, and there is no noon break for each household, but she feels that there are many ways to make money, but there is only one health, and she is unwilling to spend all her time after her health is exhausted now. Bu, the example of Shu Wanniang and Xiao Bowen is put here, it is not that you can get healthy with medicine and money.

Knowing Mu Yangling's uncompromising temper, Ma Liu could only admit it.

When the people left, Mu Yangling squatted in front of the ravine to watch, not to bury it, but to dig the soil her father had just buried. Mu Shi saw that the corners of his mouth twitched, "What are you playing with, kid?"

Mu Yangling asked her father, "Father, the wheat germ pops out, so should the soil be covered with a thin layer, or should it be covered thicker? If it is thinner, the malt will definitely pop out easily, but if If the weather is colder, will the next frost freeze the malt to death? If it is thicker, it will definitely keep it warm, but if the malt is not strong enough, won’t it be buried in the soil if it cannot jump out?”

Mu Shi: "...How do I know?" After a pause, he asked curiously, "How do you know this?"

Soil can keep warm, isn't this common sense?

The father and daughter stared with wide eyes.

Mu Shi only thought it was a child's wild imagination and didn't take it to heart, but Mu Yangling kept asking himself this question in his heart, whether the soil should be deeper or thicker.

Also, it takes too much time to plow and bury so much land. Even if the thirteen acres of top-quality land in the east can be watered and finally planted with rice, the remaining sixty or seventy acres cannot be planted. It should be planted as soon as possible during this period.

Forget about the first two items, without machinery they can only do it manually, but what about the work of covering the earth behind?

In Mu Yangling's limited knowledge about agriculture, I always feel that there is something that can replace labor.

Mu Yangling was walking back and forth in the gully, and Mu Shi threw a stick at her and shouted: "Okay Ling, stop thinking about it, and go to the ditch with Dad to check if there are any fish, you Mother wants to eat fish these two days, the ones in the cellar are not fresh enough..."

But Mu Yangling couldn't hear what Mu Shi was saying. He jumped up and shouted: "I have an idea." Squatting down with the stick, he used it to row across the ravine, and the soil on the ravine slowly Slowly slide into the gully to cover the seeds.

Mu Yangling looked at his father proudly, and Mu Shi laughed and said, "This is a good idea, but only Dad and you can use it, and it requires a lot of strength."

Mu Yangling smiled and said, "Father, that's not the way I thought of. Look, anyone can use the way I think of."

She remembered that when she visited the countryside before, she had seen a farmer turn a farm tool upside down to cover the seeds with the soil. Mu Yangling's vague memories before gradually became clear because she had a clear goal.

She didn't know the specific use of that farm tool, but she was sure that she could draw it, no matter what it was for, it would always be useful, and it was much more advanced than the farm tools in this world. Dad try it.

"Father, let's go chop trees." Mu Yangling looked at his father with bright eyes.

Looking at his daughter who wanted to come out, Mu Shi said with a straight face: "I want to catch fish, Ah Ling, as you said, the covering soil can be thick or thin, do you think the soil that slides down like this is suitable? Your aunt Mother-in-law and the others have never tried this method."