Song Tan's Notes

There are plans for next year, but this year, at this very moment, old man Li is in the vast rice field, with the same blank eyes.

Just... what's going on?Are the rice harvesters so clean now?

In the entire rice field, he didn't even pick out a whole ear of rice!

It's not that nothing was found, there was a rice ear buried under the straw, and there were three rice grains on it-it was so shabby!

He has been farming for so many years, and he has never heard of a year when the rice fields can be as clean as this!
Old man Li couldn't be reconciled, so he simply called the old scalper over, picked up the paddy field, and collected the scattered rice to look at it again... Finally, he simply let the old scalper take him, and walked slowly towards Song Tan's house go.

Song Tan's family was preparing to take the rice back to the warehouse. Seeing Old Man Li coming with the big yellow ox, he couldn't help being a little surprised:
"Grandpa Li, why are you here when you are free?"

"And this straw, why is it so hard for us rhubarb? Go back and ride a small tricycle to pull it."

"What's so hard about it?" Old man Li didn't care: the straw was piled aside for threshing.

Besides, he didn't come here just to deliver straws:

"Tan Tan, give me two bundles of straw, I'll soak it in salt water and feed it to this old man."

"Okay!" It was just straw, Song Tan was extraordinarily generous: "You can eat as much as you want."

Old man Li laughed: "That can't be done, it's not nutritious, just look at it and like it, let's treat it as a snack."

Then it turned to the topic:

"Tan Tan, don't you want to plant another crop of rice? Have you bred it here?"

"It's working!"

It still snows here in winter, and the time for planting two crops of rice is relatively short, so we must grasp it well.

Old man Li thought for a while: "Then why don't you find some time in the field for me to burn the rice stubble?"

When the rice is cut, there is still a part of the distance to take root in the soil, which is called rice stubble by the local people.

It looks inconspicuous, but old farmers who have been farming for many years have experience. As long as the roots of the straw are pushed aside, it will be densely packed with insect eggs.

He hadn't seen Song Tan's before, but it was probably the same.

Song Tan was stunned: "Are you in such a hurry? You don't want any ears of rice in the field?"

She remembered that old man Li was looking forward to it at the beginning!

"What ears of rice!"

Old man Li was furious: "Turn it over and over again, and only three grains of millet came out in total. The rice harvesting in our village has never been so clean before!"

Song Tan: ...

Looking up again, old man Li also saw the place where the rice was drying in Song Tan's yard, and a big fishing net was set up on top of it, surrounding all directions——

"You..." He was also a little surprised: "You are still surrounded so firmly in your own yard, are you afraid of being stolen?"

he joked.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the group of birds around densely surrounded by another burst of anxious jumping and chirping...

Good guy!
Only then did old man Li react: "I just said why the field is so clean, it must be because the birds ate it last night and tasted it! If I had known, I would have picked it up yesterday."

Song Tan was also helpless - who would have thought of this?
It's just a few ears of rice, and if you can't pick it up, you won't be able to pick it up. Anyway, their family promised that Old Man Li's things will not be missing.

But the matter of burning straw in the field...

"Don't worry about it, Grandpa Li. The village doesn't call it air pollution now. It says it has satellite monitoring. I'll have to ask later."

"What air pollution?"

Old man Li didn't take it seriously: "Tossing nonsense! If the straw doesn't burn, how many insect eggs are in it, what kind of rice will you grow again in the second half of the year? Next year you will have to work hard on the field!"

Old man Li said this directly, but there is really no problem.

There are many insect eggs accumulated at the root of the straw. If it is not burned, the number of insect pests will suddenly increase in the next year or the next crop of plants after plowing and digging.

Furthermore, in some areas, crushing straw is also used to increase nutrition in the field, but crushing also requires costs.Second, if the crushing is not thorough, it is easy to affect the soil quality and further increase the cost.

Nowadays, it only takes a few hundred yuan to grow an acre of grain?
Because of this, I don’t know how much income will be lost, and there are also reasons for this part, which has led to more and more people abandoning the wasteland now...

In short, these are all Xiao Zhu's ramblings.

What old man Li said is indeed the current situation, but the party secretary Xiao Zhu is an exceptionally qualified village cadre, and he told him early on:

"It needs to be reported. There is a new policy this year that says that after the report is made, the straw in the field can be burned."

"That's right!"

Old man Li, who was muttering just now, quickly changed his face again: "I said that the government can't cheat people-we don't burn all the straw, but just burn the short stubble in the field. Air pollution is not air pollution."

"The weather is fine these two days, if you can trust me, I will take the opportunity to burn it."

Is there any belief in this?
Song Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"Okay, I'll tell the branch secretary Xiao Zhu, and we can arrange it ourselves."

After burning, wait for a few days, then plow, plow carefully... water...

After all the treatments are done, her new seedlings will almost grow, and it will be the second crop of rice by then.

However, that being said, old man Li is old after all, and the old scalper is not young, so everyone simply took back all the straw and piled it into haystacks, and then went to the rice field to help.

As for the rice, it's evening now, and it's almost dry, so let's shell it tomorrow.

……

However, the next day, when Ulan opened the door of the warehouse, she was surprised to find that the sack had a hole!
Rice is scattered everywhere.

Although it seems that the total number is not much less, this behavior is especially hateful!
Taking a closer look, there was a hole in the screen window at some point——

"There are mice in our house?!"

She cried out angrily.

"how is this possible?"

Song Tan never agrees.

If there are any mice around here, she checked on the first day she moved—the house just built, the mice haven't had time to come over, how can it be so fast?
But this little thief was careless, even if she didn't use any means, she could still follow her all the way to the back mountain with her aura.

A hole as small as the screen window must not be a chicken raised by the family, and it must not be a bird... Birds will not leave so many traces on the ground along the way.

That's only...

Song Tan raised his head and looked at the little things poking around in the woods behind the mountain.

"Okay!"

Song Sancheng, who followed, was also very angry: "What are you talking about as thieves? So it's these squirrels!"

"I just see that they are useless, they don't look good and they don't like food, and they are still ruining our food!"

"Your mother and I weighed it just now when we took it to shell it, and it lost a catty or two!"

Good guy!
Song Tan also looked up at the treetops: This thing has a lot of appetite!

If you don't teach me a lesson, will you be a habitual offender in the future? !

Good night my Phalaenopsis Chanel.