Chen Wanbai put down the hoe, went to the kitchen to pour some water, moved the bamboo stool to the door of the kitchen, drank water and blew in the wind.
After resting for a while, Chen Wanbai put down the cup and stood up to prepare the fertilizer.
She picked up the pole, picked up two wooden buckets, and walked towards the toilet with the feces spoon in her hand.
The toilet is located in a corner not far away, surrounded by camphor trees, which can provide shelter without emitting odor into the house.
The smell in the toilet was not pleasant. Chen Wanbai frowned, but did not flinch at all.
Since I have only lived here for a short time, there is not much feces in the toilet, but fortunately, there have been frequent autumn rains recently, and the rainwater has diluted the fertilizer, making it thin and even.
The farmyard manure treated in this way does not need to be mixed and can be used directly. Farmyard manure that is too thick is too fertile and requires a longer period of retting before use. Otherwise, it will lead to excess soil fertility and burn the roots of crops.
Chen Wanbai placed the wooden bucket next to the toilet and carefully scooped the accumulated feces into the bucket with a fecal spoon.
Although the smell is a little unpleasant, it is the same when farming. When she was a child, she often followed her grandma, and her grandma took her to the fields to pour fertilizer on her hands. It's just that times have progressed, and there is basically no farm fertilizer anymore. She also used technological fertilizer when she was retiring in the countryside.
After filling two wooden barrels, she picked up the pole and walked steadily to the vegetable field. The pole swayed rhythmically on her shoulders, and some of the farmyard manure in the barrel splashed out slightly with the shaking.
Arriving at the vegetable field, Chen Wanbai put down the pole and gently placed the barrel on the ground. No crops have been planted in this vegetable plot, and the soil appears dry and barren, obviously lacking in fertility.
Fertile land is a long-term project, but now we can’t wait any longer, so we can only do this first.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath, then picked up the manure scoop and began to spread the fertilizer between the ridges one by one. She carefully controls the amount of each scoop to ensure that every plot of land gets fertilizer evenly.
After each pour, she would gently turn over the soil with a hoe to mix the fertilizer with the soil so that they could blend together better. This process not only allows fertilizer to penetrate into the soil faster, but also reduces fertilizer volatilization and avoids waste.
After several trips back and forth, Chen Wanbai picked up accumulated feces from the toilet several times. Every time she picked as full as possible so that she could pour more fertilizer at once.
She stood at the edge of the field, looking at the field filled with fertilizer with satisfaction, feeling a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
She finally rearranged the ground with a hoe, mixing the fertilizer and soil more evenly to ensure that every inch of land could fully absorb the nutrients of the fertilizer.
After doing this, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up the empty barrel, and left the vegetable field with satisfaction.
Wait until she is done with all thisBy that time, it was almost dark. The night was like a huge black curtain, gradually covering the entire land. The originally bright sky became dim, with only a few sparse stars shining faintly.
For a whole afternoon, Chen Wanbai tried his best and only managed to cultivate about three thirds of the land. Her hands had blisters from holding the hoe tightly for so long, and her back was sore.
But looking at the three-thirds of land that had become regular through her hard work, she felt full of accomplishment.
During this period, Mrs. Liu also came over to help, but was firmly rejected by Chen Wanbai. Although she was just a twelve-year-old girl, Mrs. Liu was really... hard to describe.
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Chen Wanbai was really worried that Mrs. Liu would accidentally spill the feces on him, and then the situation would be even worse. Chen Wanbai has been doing farming for several years. He has rich experience and is very handy.
And Liu is really not good at this aspect. Chen Wanbai knows that asking Liu to help may make it more and more troublesome. It would be better to finish it alone.
After Chen Wanbai finished her day's work, she picked up the hoe and the dung bucket and walked slowly towards the house. Along the way, she listened to the chirping of insects at night and felt the cool night breeze blowing against her cheeks, and her mood gradually calmed down.
Back in the house, Mrs. Liu had already lit the oil lamp, and the room was filled with a warm yellow light.
Seeing Chen Wanbai come in, Ms. Liu walked over with concern, touched her hand, and looked at the new blisters with distress and helplessness in her eyes.
"Xiao Bai, why don't you let mother help you?" Liu asked softly.
"Mom, I'm not tired." Chen Wanbai smiled slightly, trying to hide the fatigue in his heart, "Besides, I can do this. You still have to sew clothes and make quilts for us. We are not the same." Are you all busy for this family and a better life? "
"But you are still so young. Mom feels uncomfortable seeing you suffer all this." Mrs. Liu's voice was filled with emotion. A hint of sob.
Chen Wanbai shook his head, "Mom, it's okay. I'm used to it, and as long as I think about how we can have better days in the future, I don't feel tired."
Mrs. Liu nodded helplessly and took Chen Wanbai's hand, "Then wash up quickly. It's been a tiring day. Come and eat after washing, and go to rest early after eating."
Chen Wanbai smiled and said, I took clean clothes and went into the bathroom.
The evening meal is relatively simple, with the leftover bone soup from lunch and Liu’s boiled purslane. Although the taste was not very good, Chen Wanbai, who had worked hard all day, did not dislike it at all and finished the meal with a sigh of relief.
After dinner, Mrs. Liu advised her to rest early, but Chen Wanbai did not listen.
Going to bed right after eating always makes my stomach uncomfortable, ChenWan Bai decided to go out for some air. She came to the door, basked in the starlight, and admired the moonlight for a while.
In the night sky, the stars twinkled, and the moonlight shone on the ground, covering the whole village with a silver veil.
She thought that she needed a rocking chair so that she could sit in the yard at night and watch the stars, the moon, or just be in a daze. After a while, when she is no longer busy, she can try to make a rocking chair by herself. If you can't make it, just buy another one.
She walked slowly along the house, surrounded by a quiet meadow and mountains in the distance. Although she was exhausted from the day's work, she felt relaxed and happy at this moment. Chen Wanbai gently kicked the stones under his feet and listened to the sound of rolling stones echoing in the open fields.
The night breeze, carrying the fragrance of vegetation, gently brushed her face, making her feel cool. She stopped, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the tranquility and freshness of the night.
Chen Wanbai walked home slowly, opened the door and found that Mrs. Liu had already fallen asleep. She gently opened her door and walked into the room.
Lying on the bed, she felt the fatigue gradually coming over her body, and she fell into a deep sleep after a while.