Mu Xiu followed Chen Xuhui and walked staggeringly. When it rained a few days ago, the flood flooded the roads of the village, and many people's yards also had water. Now it was clear, and everyone came out and started to tidy up the yard.

When he arrived in the field, Mu Xiu looked at it and saw that the three-point land planted with sesame seeds, which had bloomed before it rained. He was originally planning to pinch off these flowers, which would help improve the quality of the sesame that had already been produced. Unexpectedly, this heavy rain basically knocked down the flowers, and the pods containing the seeds were still tightly closed, and the plant also turned light yellow and did not crack, but many pods were scattered on the ground.

Judging from the sesame seeds, they will mature in more than twenty days. Fortunately, it rained this time and did not cause any grains to be harvested. Although there were losses, it seemed that the loss was not large. Mu Xiu saw that there was not much water accumulation in the ground, and he knew that Chen Xuhui must have worked hard.

Well, I didn’t expect that the sesame seeds were quite resistant to rain. When the weather was clearer, the road on the ground was easy to walk, so I went to the wasteland to take a look. Chen Xuhui walked into the sesame field and helped up the heavily poured sesame seeds.

Originally, Mu Xiu was going to the village to see how fish farming was like in the rice fields, but when he looked at the road to the village, the muddy road was so muddy that he couldn't get down, so he gave up. It wasn't too late anyway.

The two of them cleaned up the stones that rushed into the ground, as well as bad insects such as snails and longans that could be seen, and then returned home.

By the third day when the rain stopped, the soil on the ground became harder. Unlike the previous few days, when I stepped on a pit, I had to bring a large lump of mud on my feet.

Mu Xiumu Xiaocao Chen Xuhui and Mushui drove the ox cart together to go to the wasteland to see the situation.

Fortunately, the wastelands are planted with peanuts, corn, watermelons, sweet potatoes and soybeans. Because the terrain is high and the ridges are dug deep, the water is overwhelmed, but the poles of the corn are pouring very hard.

Let’s straighten all the corn poles and fix them with a rope. The corn has been eared and the corn cob will soon grow.

A lot of weeds have grown in the field these days, and because the rain is too heavy, many stones have washed off the mountain. Everyone has been busy cleaning up for a day. At night, they returned home exhausted and finished washing up and went to bed quickly.

The next day, Chen Xuhui and Mushui went to the wasteland to clean up. Zhou Shuilian and Mu Xiaocao were fed all the chickens, ducks, geese and pigs as usual. They were trapped in the heavy rain for such a long time. The vegetables planted in the yard were picked. The two pheasants who came back from hunting last time were also killed and eaten.

Xiaocai, let’s plant the vegetables quickly. Zhou Shuilian called out.

OK. Wash the wooden grass and mix the basins for chickens, ducks and geese, wipe your hands, and walk to the back of the kitchen.

Mom, I went inside to see the rice fields. Mu Xiu said hello and went out. She did not go to Chen Xiangyang's house, but went straight to the fields.

Sure enough, on the ridge of Chen Xiangyang's house, he was seen busy.

Uncle Chen, I was busy. Mu Xiu said hello.

Chen Xiangyang heard Mu Xiu's voice, turned around and responded: Mu Xiu, you are here.

Uncle Chen, how about it? Are the rice fields and fish fryes affected? Mu Xiu asked with concern.

You can take a look at it yourself. Chen Xiangyang pointed to the ground.

Because the water is relatively large this time, all the rice was submerged. Although the water was exposed after it was poured, I don’t know if there were any soaks. I still need to check it out in detail.

Fortunately, I asked everyone to raise some seedlings and replant them. They harvest these replanted rice more than a month later, and try to reduce losses as much as possible. Chen Xiangyang stopped for a while and continued: Fortunately, the water pump you made really played a big role, otherwise not only would the rice fields be affected, but even the fish fry that was finally made would have to run away with the flood. How many people were waiting to see jokes!

Even if it rains heavily, it cannot stop some people from shaking their mouths. One or two people are waiting to watch the show. As a result, when Mu Xiu's water pump comes out, some people who are preparing to watch jokes are very disappointed...

Mu Xiu walked to the edge of the rice fields, and it was digging deep drainage ditches as she said. She focused on finding the figure of little fish in the rice bushes.

I saw that there were many small fish in the drainage ditch next to the rice fields. A large group of small fish swam around the clear ditch, hiding under the rice to enjoy the cool air, which looked very comfortable.

Uncle Chen, look, there are quite a few little fish. Mu Xiu said to Chen Xiangyang with a smile.

Chen Xiangyang nodded, stood beside him, watching the small inch-long fish swimming leisurely in the water, much better than the fry he had thought he had run away.

We don’t know whether there is any loss. The fish are all hiding in the water and don’t know what it is. It seems that they haven’t run away much, so we can only wait until the rice is harvested to see how many fish are fished out. Chen Xiangyang has a registration of the variety and quantity of fish fry on his hand.

Uncle Chen, then relax and keep it well. When autumn comes, it may be a great harvest. Mu Xiu is confident, because even if the harvest is poor, he can still make the fish fry money back.

In the following days, people from all over the village were busy replenishing seedlings, cleaning up silt, fertilizing and injecting pesticides.

August is coming, and the rice has begun to grow ears, and the sesame seeds and watermelons of Mu Xiu’s family are ripe!

Mu Xiu and the others started to get busy again. Looking at the heavy yellow-green sesame pods, everyone accelerated their speed because if they harvested late, the fruit would explode and fall into the fields.

Everyone waved their sickles and quickly harvested them. After they were cut, they tied the sesame seeds into bundles, took them home, spread them on clean sheets, and put them in the sun for drying.

When the sesame pods are exposed to the sun, they will explode and leak out sesame seeds, and then collect them together and use a dustpan to remove miscellaneous particles.

The sesame seeds planted in this acre of three-quarters of land were finally weighed and it was 120 kilograms. Although Mu Xiu was a little disappointed, he thought that the land was not fertile and it was raining heavily, so it was good to be able to collect some. After all, in later generations, acre of land was only 200 kilograms of sesame seeds.

The sesame seeds are dried first, and then stored in a cool and ventilated place. When the public grain is delivered in November, they will be taken to the grain station together.

Next, collect watermelons. The hotter the watermelons are, the sweeter they are. There is a lot of rain a few days ago, which still has a certain impact on the sweetness of watermelons. Fortunately, the new variety used by Mu Xiu is not very sweet, but it has three more sweetness than ordinary watermelons, and the moisture is particularly large.

On the ground, Mu Xiu cut a watermelon and everyone gathered around and was surprised.
Chapter completed!