The happy little days of the Ye family

Father Ye counted the money with great joy, and told Mr. Ye that he would go to Dashan Village to collect mountain goods tomorrow, but Mr. Ye rejected him mercilessly.

"The paddy fields at home need to be fertilized and the weeds in the corn fields need to be pulled out. I have been very busy during this period and I haven't been to the fields for a long time."

Food is the lifeblood of farmers. No matter how good the money is, you may not be able to buy food in the event of natural or man-made disasters.

Although Mr. Ye was busy making money during this period, the family did make a lot of money. Mr. Ye also did not forget to take care of the fields at home, and would visit the fields every two or three days.

Father Ye also understood the importance of food and followed Mr. Ye to the fields obediently.

After breakfast, Mr. Ye and Father Ye came to the pig pen wearing shabby clothes.

The six little pigs grew up day by day, ate more and pooped more, and had to clean the pig pen every day.

Originally, it was Mr. Ye's job to clean the pigsty every day. Since Mr. Ye came back from the grocery store, Mr. Ye and Mr. Ye have been cleaning the pigsty together every day. The father and son were quick with their hands and feet and quickly cleaned the pigsty.

Ye's father was fired from the grocery store. Mr. Ye originally planned to raise a few more piglets, so he inherited his father's business and asked Ye's father to learn how to raise pigs.

Unexpectedly, this boy went to collect mountain products and did a good job. Mr. Ye didn't mention raising pigs.

The dung water used to flush the pig pen flows along the underground ditch into the large pool outside. Because the family raises pigs all year round, Mr. Ye specially dug a huge pond outside the yard to collect dung water.

Manure is a good thing. Many families who are short of fertilizer want to come to Ye's house to buy manure and use it to fertilize their fields. Unfortunately, Mr. Ye refuses.

The father and son used wooden barrels to transport the fragrant farmyard manure to the paddy fields.

At this time, the rice has bloomed, and the snow-white rice flowers are swaying with the breeze on the green rice seedlings. There are also some industrious little bees swirling around the rice flowers, trying to collect more food to go home.

Some rice flowers blown down by the wind floated in the paddy fields, being pecked by a group of unknown small fish.

The father and son splashed farmyard manure into the rice fields along the ridge, and the farmyard manure slowly spread in the water.

After the father and son applied fertilizer, they washed their hands and feet in the creek next to the field stems. The water was very clear and there were many snails in the creek.

Looking at the big snails in the water, Ye's father thought of the perilla snails made by Ye's mother.

"Dad, these snails are so fat. Why don't we touch some snails and go home? It's been a long time since I've eaten perilla snails."

Before Mr. Ye could speak, Father Ye bent over and touched the snail by the stream.

In fact, Mr. Ye also coveted perilla snails. Seeing that his father had already begun to touch the snails, he quickly picked a few large leaves from the stream and bent down to touch the snails upstream.

At this time, the snails were big and fat. It didn't take long for the father and son to touch two large bags of snails, which was enough for the whole family to have a good meal.

The father and son saw a lot of water celery growing by the stream, so they picked a lot of water celery back and planned to use it to feed the pigs. The pigs at home are becoming more and more edible, and Mr. Ye is a little worried.

The father and son stacked the cleaned buckets together, and put the water celery and snails on the cart. The father and son pushed the cart to the cornfield.

The Ye family has 3 acres of paddy fields and 2 acres of dry land. Because of the sufficient fertilizer, the output is quite high every year. The family of seven lives on the food from these five acres of land plus some sweet potatoes.

At this time, the corn stalks are already as tall as Ye Ye.

With enough fertilizer, Ye's corn grows better than in other fields, but there are also a lot of weeds. Every ten days or so, Mr. Ye comes to the cornfield to pull weeds.

It took the father and son more than an hour to pull out all the weeds in the 2 acres of cornfield.

Father Ye was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Mr. Ye on the side also laughed and said: "You are so small that you are not even as good as your mother!"

Although Father Ye also grew up doing farm work, he rarely does farm work since he worked in a grocery store. He is indeed not as capable as Mrs. Ye.

"Weak chicken!"

Mr. Ye felt that Ye's father was too weak and should be exercised, so he had already arranged a lot of farm work for Ye's father in his heart.

Father Ye was unwilling to be called weak, but he couldn't refute anything. Looking at Mr. Ye who was still in high spirits, he did seem to be a little weak.

Father Ye pushed the trolley and walked awkwardly in front of Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye shook his head with a smile and walked home slowly.

Mother Ye of the Ye family had already prepared meals and was waiting for the father and son to return.

Seeing that her grandchildren were all hungry, Mrs. Ye couldn't help scolding her: "Don't you know that father and son should go home early for dinner?"

After saying that, the father and son came back.

Mr. Ye took the water celery to a cool place and placed it, while Father Ye took a clean bucket and raised the snails.

The snails that have just been touched cannot be eaten immediately. They need to be raised for two or three days and the sand and soil can be vomited before they can be eaten.

Ye Qingqing looked at the fat and big snails in the bucket and was very happy, "What a fat snail! Let's make them all into perilla snails."

When they heard that there were perilla snails to eat, brothers Ye Donglin and Ye Xilin jumped out and ran out. The two brothers waited by the bucket to watch the snails.

The Ye family members all have similar tastes, and they all like to eat perilla snails.

"Don't look at it. It takes two or three days to raise these snails before you can eat them." The old lady looked at the greedy look of the family and was speechless. There was no shortage of food for them at home, how could they be so greedy?

"It's time to eat. Wash your hands and come over to eat." Mother Ye wiped the water on her hands on her apron and shouted to the people outside.

Braised chicken, beans and potatoes, plus two stir-fried vegetables, the main dish is sweet potato braised rice.

The Ye family has always eaten dry rice, but a lot of sweet potatoes are added to the rice. But even with a lot of sweet potatoes, this food is considered top-notch in the village.

There are only a few pieces of bacon in the braised chicken with beans and potatoes. One piece per person is gone, but the beans and potatoes are stained with meat flavor, which is also very delicious. Ye Donglin and Ye Xilin almost buried their faces in the bowl after eating. .

The rice in the bowl and the vegetables on the plate looked so clean, as if they had been washed.

After eating and drinking, Ye Qingqing took the dishes and chopsticks to the well in the backyard to wash the dishes. There was no oil or water in the bowl, so Ye Qingqing quickly rinsed the dishes and chopsticks.

After dinner, the Ye brothers will go back to school for classes, while the others will go back to the house for a lunch break.

Not long after she slept, Mother Ye got up and took the embroidery to Ye Qingqing's house to do embroidery.

The mother and daughter lowered their heads and worked on the embroidery. From time to time they talked about how to stitch here and what color to use there.

Old Mrs. Ye got up early to make headbands. For the batch of headbands and hairbands sold by Ye's father, Old Mrs. Ye and Ye Qingqing each shared more than one or two cents. Old Mrs. Ye was so happy that she wanted to make them with great interest. Have a blast.

Not long after, Ye Qingqing came over to make headbands with Mrs. Ye.

Originally, Mrs. Ye planned to continue to share the money she earned with Ye Qingqing, but Ye's mother felt that Ye Qingqing wanted to do embroidery and didn't have much time to make hairbands and headbands, so it was not easy to take advantage of this.

I told Mrs. Ye that from now on we will divide the money according to quantity, and we will get as much money as we make.

Father Ye and Mr. Ye slept for a long time before they got up, washed their faces, and the old man took Father Ye to the sweet potato field at home.