He blocked the smoked hole with soil, blocked it tightly, and beat it hard with the handle of the hatchet for a few times. Then he stopped satisfied, straightened his head and continued to look around.

The blockage here was so tight that soon there was another place a few meters away. So Lai An shouted happily and went to block the hole again.

After blocking three holes in a row, there was no longer any smoke around. Ping An returned to Canghai happily and sang smoke into the hole with Canghai.

At this moment, Wei Wenkui, carrying a hoe, happened to pass by here and saw the two of them fanning with their ass on their backs. He stretched out his head and knew what they were doing.

"Where are you two catching field mice?" Wei Wenkui smiled.

Suddenly, Wei Wenkui's voice not only scared Canghai and Ping'an, but also looked surprised with Tie Tou.

"You have a movement, too, which scared us." Cang Hai turned around and saw that it was Wei Wenkui and immediately smiled.

Cang Hai's words had not yet fallen, but a gray shadow came out of the cave.

Ping'an immediately shouted: "Second brother, the mouse is out, the mouse is out!"

Canghai was stunned. The big mouse had a chance and immediately slipped out from Canghai's crotch.

At this time, the big mouse ran towards Wei Wenkui. Wei Wenkui hesitated at all, and directly took the hoe on his shoulder and beat the big mouse.

Pa! ~ Pa!

The first stroke did not hit, and when the second stroke came, the iron hoe had an intimate contact with the mouse's body. In an instant, the mouse and some hoes smashed a small hole on the ground, and the big mouse died directly.

"I said Uncle Wei, you've made such a bloody thing right now!" Cang Hai said to Wei Wenkui as he looked at the big mouse whose body had been knocked flat.

Ping'an also looked at the big mouse and said pitifully, "Yes, yes, I'm going to catch the soybeans."

After catching the mouse, he stuffed dried soybeans into the mouse's ass. In this way, the mouse will bite like crazy as the soybeans expand when they encounter water. If the crazy mouse returns to the mouse hole, it will bite the mouse to death, and in the end he will be suffocated by the soybeans.

Canghai has heard of this, but he doesn't know whether this operation works or not. Canghai usually kills him directly.

"Why isn't death dead?" Wei Wenkui pulled away his hoe and looked at the dead big mouse.

"Good guy, such a big man, I don't know how much food we stole, maybe there are mice in this nest." Wei Wenkui was quite surprised at such a big rat.

"Even if there are mice inside, they can't survive." Cang Hai turned around and looked at the entrance of the mouse's cave and said.

Wei Wenkui glanced at the mouse and put the hoe back on his shoulder: "Then you guys play, I'm going back."

Seeing that Canghai and Ping'an responded, Wei Wenkui carried a hoe and walked towards the village. After walking two steps, he turned around and said to the two: "I saw a lot of millet shrimps in the west today. If you want to eat it, take a basket to catch it. It seems that you can get a lot."

"There is a pond that hasn't dried?" Cang Hai asked curiously.

Wei Wenkui nodded: "The terrain on the southwest slope is already low, so it is understandable that the rain last year has saved more. However, today I went to see that there were a lot of millet shrimps. This thing has very high requirements for water quality, and it is not possible to have a little pollution. If you want to eat it, go and catch a little later."

When Canghai heard that there were millet shrimps, he immediately wanted to go and see them, but when he thought that Wei Wenkui had nothing to do, he asked, "Uncle Wei, what are you doing there if you have nothing to do?"

Wei Wenkui smiled and said, "I saw that the terrain was low there, and I might be able to save some water this year while the rain was showing. I thought of driving a few more acres of land there, waiting for a few days to buy some fruit trees to plant, and then build a hand tractor to almost plant something."

When Cang Hai heard this, he felt that Uncle Wei was quite subjective and active. After planting the land here, he immediately thought about opening up wasteland.

"Uncle, you are still diligent in the village," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Wei Wenkui said: "I am not diligent, and I don't know that you are the only one in our village. Several of their families have opened land on the southwest slope, and they have more or less opened some, but they have not planted crops. Because they are raw land, I plan to plant some beans this year and see how the ground abilities are."

"It's all open?" Cang Hai was stunned when he heard this.

"It's all open, but the land over there is still flat. We think we will make the land into terraces when we take advantage of our leisure time this year. In this way, small farming machinery such as hand-held will work," said Wei Wenkui.

When Canghai heard that the good guys were good, everyone had plans. After the water, everyone's feelings were immediately different. As the rainy season came, a group of people opened a new land in the west.

Seeing that Canghai was still silent, Wei Wenkui glanced at the big rat that Bo had beaten to death, and then sighed: "The ground is getting better, it seems that there are more rats here, and I don't know how much food it will harm. No, I have to go to the town to get some mouse cages back when I get empty."

Hearing Wei Wenkui say this, Ping An also buzzed and said, "Yes, Uncle Wei, I heard a mouse gnawing at something when I was sleeping last night. I got up and searched for a while but didn't notice it. I told me that I wanted to raise a cat, but I ignored me..."

Ping An said that he had a nose and eyes, but Wei Wenkui didn't hear it at all. He was thinking about what to buy for rats in the town.

Cang Hai said: "The mouse cage is OK, but there is no need for rat medicine."

"That's natural. If you use rat medicine, the dogs in the village will be troublesome." Wei Wenkui didn't know this. He heard Cang Hai open his mouth and added.

"Okay, you guys are busy here. I came home early in the morning and didn't eat. I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back." After Wei Wenkui said that, he turned around and continued to go to the village.

After the mouse was finished, Canghai felt that the bamboo had almost been cut, so he said to Ping'an: "Let's go, let's put the bamboo back to the village."

Ping'an immediately bent down and started to live, and replied, "Okay, second brother."

The two brothers each held a bundle of bamboos, and Tietou pretended to be learning about Ping An and Canghai, holding two or three bamboos in his hand. Unfortunately, it was small and could not hold it even if it was hugged, which was equivalent to half-hunting and half-dragging. Tietou naturally had no way to hold bamboos. Its task was to walk around in front and behind the team.

I went to the vegetable garden with the bamboo in my arms. Canghai and Ping'an began to look for racks. The vines naturally had to build large racks. The fruits with long branches were large, so I had to use small racks to support the branches. When looking for racks, I could not tie the vines and fruit branches too tightly. If it was too tight, it would affect the growth of the branches and vines. It would not be too loose. It would be a troublesome thing to tie them tightly and not borrow strength.

Fortunately, both Canghai and Ping'an are veterans, and they use bamboo to build a bunch of airs. Unlike before, they used to look for crooked branches, and their work progress was quite good.

The two were busy, and Hu Mingshan happened to pass by Canghai's vegetable garden. He saw Ping'an and Canghai building a rack, so he put down the feces on his shoulders.

"Haiwazi, where are you setting up a stand?"

"Big!" Ping'an looked up and immediately greeted me when he saw his own son.

Hu Mingshan nodded and continued to look at the Canghai.

Canghai straightened his waist: "Uncle, are you?"

Hu Mingshan said: "I made a little bit of it."

Hu Mingshan's manure basket contains some dried leaves, mainly not leaves but fallen bamboo leaves. This thing is quite suitable for ignition. Not only Hu Mingshan's family, but most of the fire-catching fire in the entire village are made of ground-dried bamboo leaves.

"Your vegetable garden is beautiful. By the way, I'll go to the town to sell vegetables tomorrow. I'll sell some for you," Hu Mingshan asked politely.

Cang Hai waved his hand after hearing this: "Forget it, I eat all the dishes here by myself."

In addition to eating the vegetables in the vegetable garden, Canghai also feeds chickens and raises pigs. Where can I get the remaining food in the town for money?

"You can eat so much? I think it's better to get it to the town for some money," Hu Mingshan said.

Ping'an then interrupted and said, "The second brother's family still has to be fed the pigs, the pigs like to eat them."

When Hu Mingshan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Canghai, and then sighed: "I'm really not a living person. I don't sell good vegetables to feed pigs!"

After saying that, Hu Mingshan shook his head and walked towards his home with a feces basket.

Seeing that Hu Mingshan had left, Canghai continued to work with Ping An. The two guys set up the shelves in the vegetable garden, and it was almost time for lunch.

Back in the kitchen, Canghai took Ping An to wash his hands and prepare to start cooking.

Canghai cooked and kept the fire safely. He first put the rice into a firewood pot and stewed it. Then Canghai, who rolled up his sleeves, washed about one and a half pounds of stewed stewed, blanched it in cold water, then took it out and washed it, then added the ingredients and put it in the pot to stew it. When stewing, the sweet corn produced by oneself last year, plus a small amount of dried fruit.

The pork rib soup was stewed in the clay pot, and Canghai started to stir-fry the side dishes, two side dishes were meat and one was vegetable. The vegetable was stir-fried green vegetables, and the meat was cucumber meat slices.

Canghai was busy with work, and Ping An's mother Yan Meijuan came to the kitchen door.

"Ping An, go home for dinner," Yan Meijuan shouted at Ping An.

Ping'an was not willing to leave, and opened his mouth and said, "Mom, I won't go home to eat, my second brother has cooked my meal."

Ping An is not stupid here. Yan Meijuan's rice is far less delicious than Canghai's. Secondly, even if there is meat at home, it is just shredded pork. It's not like Canghai's place, it's just the most expensive big boy who grabs it and eats it up and eats it all over his mouth.

"You kid, why do you go to your second brother Hai's house for dinner if you have anything to do? There is no rules!" Yan Meijuan pretended to be angry with a stern face.

Canghai smiled and said, "Aunt Juan, just let Ping An eat with me and help me with the morning work. Why do you have to eat this meal with me? Why don't you go back and ask uncle and grandpa and others to come together?"

Yan Meijuan thought, but she could not open this noodles. Although she smelled the charming fragrance in the pot in her nose, she still opened her mouth and said, "No need, I'm cooking at home, so let Ping An eat here. OK, Haiwazi, you're busy, I'm back."

"Aunt Juan, then you can walk slowly."
Chapter completed!