Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 825 825. Labor Day
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The old lady handed over the work list and a large bunch of keys to Dong Qiangqiang, agreed with him to use all the tools in the tool room, and told him to put the keys back on the living room cabinet after tidying up the yard. Dong Qiangqiang is paid according to his working hours.

The old lady who finished the task went to work on her own affairs, and Dong Qiangqiang opened the tool room in the backyard.

The furnishings in the tool room have been divided into four areas: In the first area, there are two tall wooden frames standing upright. Some layers of the wooden frames are neatly stacked with tool boxes of the same size, and there are labels on the boxes, and some layers are piled up. Cans of different heights, filled with various nails, nuts and screws, and there are layers of planks and strips of different widths and narrows.The most occupied area in the second area is a rectangular log table, the table top is uneven, obviously it has been used for many years, the wall behind the table is covered with all kinds of hardware, a dazzling array of things, he can't even name some tools in Chinese .Hanging on the wall in the third area are two sets of dark gray rubber overalls, a rain cape, hard hats, beekeeping hoods, straw hats, and gloves and boots of different lengths and materials.In the fourth area, there are lawn mowers, wheelbarrows, ladders of various heights, jacks, hoes, shovels and other larger guys.

He had heard that the Germans had a lot of tools before, but he had only heard of their names, not their people.Because the old lady lived alone, he took it for granted that she didn't have too many tools, but when he opened the door, even though the sparrow was small, he was shocked.

Especially when he saw the beekeeping headgear, he was really taken aback. He hurriedly took out the work list written by the landlord and read it several times. He was relieved to make sure that it didn't say that he should clean up the beehive.

He casually put on a straw hat, and specially picked out a pair of thick gloves, and walked slowly towards the courtyard while carefully looking at the entire courtyard.

Although the morning sun was sufficient, it felt a little cool on the body, but it was strange to say that it was already late autumn, and spots of withered yellow began to appear in the green grass in the backyard, but the leaves were still heart-warmingly green, covered by the night dew. The soil moistened by the morning mist exudes a refreshing herbal smell, and the crystal dew glistens in the grass.The hyacinths and dandelions in full bloom beside ponds, fences and woods are still bright and bright, attracting buzzing bees and other flying insects from time to time. The small pink flowers that have bloomed are fluttering in the wind, attracting butterflies to dance lightly.Dark purple wild blackberries playfully leap over the fence and meander deeper into the woods, while scattered blackberries on the ground are a natural dessert for a flock of colorful chickens.The sunshine inlaid golden borders on all the plants, sending out the last warmth of autumn.

At the same time as the chickens, there were five geese and six ducks wandering around in every corner of the yard. When Dong Qiangqiang looked away from the two beehives in the corner of the backyard, he found that there were several white rabbits and gray rabbits. Sneaky and probing attempts to "break out" through the fence.

A decent little farm.

The old lady assigned a lot of tasks, Dong Qiangqiang decided to start from easy to difficult.

He first straightened the fallen fence around the yard, replaced the bad fence after being exposed to wind, sun and rain with a new one, and reinforced it with wire. The fence immediately looked new, and then cleaned the barbecue area Clean, then remove the buildup of fresh and rotting leaves in the gutters around the house, get the drainage system back on, as well as remove manure from the poultry house, clean the gutters, and refill the automated feeders.After these things are done, six or seven items are missing from the list, and less than half an hour has passed, and the sense of labor accomplishment is instantly bursting.

Perhaps attracted by the sunshine and greenery, the geese are happy to waddle in the yard for food. Although they are larger than chickens and ducks, they are not aggressive. They are neither as nervous as chickens nor as loud as ducks.

Dong Qiangqiang guessed that for the big geese, this may be their favorite scene of the year.Visit the roots of their favorite apple tree, the only one in the yard, with brisk joy, and see what windfalls come overnight.

The apple tree grows at the junction of the yard and the woods. It is almost two stories high. The overlapping branches are very dense. The red and green round apples look slightly smaller than a fist. The picture of a tree full of trees is quite a harvest joy.

The geese seem to follow a strict apple finder's rule and never try to steal other geese's fruit.

The chicken cultural circle not only has no such tradition, but also often breaks out large-scale internal or external quarrels and scuffles over the ownership of rotten apples.Even if they were facing Dong Qiangqiang, they would show an aggressive attitude and drive him away from the rotten apple without any politeness.

Dong Qiangqiang took a long ladder and leaned against the tree trunk, carefully climbed to a high place, and tried to pick the apples one by one and put them into the basket on his back. For those fruits that could not be easily reached even with a ladder, he could only look forward to them. And sigh.

The wind had picked up a bit on the ascent, and his straw hat had been blown off, but he got it back after a quick and fruitful negotiation with the geese.

Standing on a high place, he leaned his upper body against the recess of the tree, picked out a red, green and less juicy apple from the basket, rubbed it on his sleeve twice before biting it.Apples are sweet and sour, crisp and juicy, completely different from those sold in supermarkets.

While lamenting that these are the real apples, while looking down at the poultry roaming happily in the backyard, he suddenly felt that they were the real owners of the backyard.

Before getting down from the ladder, Dong Qiangqiang inadvertently noticed that neither ducks nor geese seemed to like playing in the pond, but it should have been their paradise.

He gnawed on an apple and walked around the pond twice, and then he saw the clue: Although the water surface of the pond is not small, it is very shallow, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a puddle.

He found a long branch and tried to poke it into the bottom of the pond.The branch was submerged in the water a little bit in his hand, and he pulled it out when he couldn't poke it. Only then did he find that the depth of the silt was about 50-60 centimeters, and the distance between the top layer of the silt and the water surface was less than 10 centimeters.

Dong Qiangqiang now understood that the pond was the same as the previous drainage ditch, presumably the old lady didn't like to do these things alone, so the land was taken over by fallen leaves and weeds.

He glanced at the task list again, and the old lady just asked him to clean up the fallen leaves on the water, but Dong Qiangqiang felt that this was not enough.

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