Age: My Small World

Chapter 131 Vole
"Xiaoshan, the sweet potatoes are quite big this year."

Yang Yumei exclaimed in surprise, quickly pulled over the backpack, picked up the sweet potatoes, patted the dirt off them, and put them away.

"Erniu, look, the sweet potatoes here look pretty good too."

My attitude is pretty good, and I am quite happy holding a big sweet potato.

If we don't count the fine grains that were taken away, it was actually a profit to eat from the big pot during this period.

If we continue to dig sweet potatoes like this, it may not be a problem to produce a thousand kilograms, and there will be hope to survive until next year.

What's more, there is still food to eat.

If it really doesn't work out, there's no need to keep the money saved from selling ramie. It's just right to use it to buy food.

Of course, Li Xiaohua is unlikely to do this.

Not everyone can make that much money from ramie. Some people who don’t have time or have lazy people at home can’t save much ramie, but they can only earn a little money. Ten or so yuan is enough to buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. If they are a little better off, they can even buy new clothes for their wives and children.

Some people have nothing at all and can only envy others.

Yang Jun was not so optimistic anymore, because when he dug the hoe, he saw several frozen sweet potatoes in front of him, which were obviously rotten.

Maybe it's not just the cold, but also the sudden heavy rain some time ago, which may have soaked its roots.

Naturally, he couldn't take this kind of sweet potato, so he threw it aside.

Yang Hongmei said with some regret: "Xiaoshan, why don't you pick it up and cook it? Maybe you can make a bowl of porridge."

Food is so precious these days that she really can't bear to give it up.

"Second sister, this is already rotten. You will get sick if you eat it. If you get an upset stomach, will you have to spend money to go to the hospital for treatment and take medicine?" Yang Jun was speechless.

Eating rotten food can indeed cause harm to the body. Yang Jun was fortunate enough to experience it once. A small mistake almost cost him half his life, and he was deeply touched.

When Yang Yumei heard that money was required, she immediately shut up. She was not an ignorant girl.

Li Xiaohua actually wanted to pick up the rotten sweet potatoes, but after hearing what Yang Jun said, she gave up the idea.

When the moon was high in the sky, he started walking back with the basket on his back.

It's too late today to continue.

There is still half that has not been dug out, so I have to go early tomorrow.

After Yang Jun carried back a basket of sweet potatoes, he also had to come over to guard the fields to prevent them from being snatched away.

I originally wanted to come here by myself, but Yang Jun stubbornly persuaded me to go back.

He can now be full of energy even if he doesn't sleep for a day or two. He is not comparable to Li Xiaohua, so there is no need to waste his energy.

In the evening, Yang Jun rarely lit the oil lamp in the front room.

In front of the relatively empty pit, three baskets of sweet potatoes are piled here. They can be roasted with the residual heat from the stove tonight, so that they can dry out sooner and be stored for a longer time.

Li Xiaohua rolled her eyes and began to roughly estimate how much food there was here.

After a while, she said happily, "We dug two or three hundred kilograms today. We've only dug less than half of the ground. We estimate we can get 500 kilograms tomorrow, which will be enough for the family to eat."

My eldest sister cannot actually be considered the family’s food ration now. After all, she already has a food ration book, a salary, and can eat commercial grain.

In fact, after becoming a worker, Yang Hongmei also has an invisible benefit, that is, she is considered a city dweller and can bring her family to settle down in the city.

But thinking about the future, Yang Jun didn't think there was anything wrong with the village.

"Mom, can you bake one for me to try later?" The second sister was a little greedy, mainly because she didn't eat well in the afternoon, the soup was bland.

Li Xiaohua was not so dissatisfied with this request, so she nodded.

"I won't eat it. I'll go watch the fields first to make sure no one secretly digs some up in the next few days."

When my mother saw him leave, she wanted to say something but hesitated, but unfortunately she didn't say anything to stop him. "Don't worry, mother, there's a shed in the field, so Xiaoshan won't be frozen."

Yang Jun naturally brought a quilt with him. It was so cold at night, so he had to pretend to be cold.

"Go give him a sweet potato later to warm him up."

"I know mother."

……

The next day.

Early in the morning, Yang Jun noticed that there were many more children in the fields around here.

They came here to look for any fish that had slipped through the net, and they also went to the fields to look for gophers and other animals to use as a snack.

The mice in the house carry viruses, but this kind of field mouse does not. It is very chewy and has delicious meat.

"Nerd, what are you looking at?"

A little kid grinned at Yang Jun, his nose running.

Yang Jun could tell that this was Xiao Shitou, the fifth child of the Fan family, and he should have called him uncle, but he ended up calling him like this. It can be seen that in many people's minds, Yang Jun is an image of a nerd, even though he made money by writing articles.

"Little Stone, what are you looking for?"

Yang Jun actually had a sudden idea and wanted to add a new ecological component to the small world, mice.

Snakes should like to eat it. We can't let them live on fish all the time, so we can also raise some mice.

In addition to being used as food, it can also be trained as an assistant to help him with work. To some extent, it can be more useful than Xiao Si.

By the way, Xiao Si should also eat mice, right?
"Looking for rat holes. We need to find rats to roast and eat."

Little Stone rubbed his nose, and when he came closer, Yang Jun took him to the side to wipe his nose, and then he could barely see.

In the countryside, it is normal to have a face full of snot bubbles when you are a child.

"Why are you looking for a rat hole?" He had a vague guess.

As expected, Little Stone continued, "My dad said there's some food in the rat hole. He told us to look for it. If we find any, he'll roast some rats for me to eat."

Rats, like squirrels, have the habit of storing food. Voles, in particular, store the food they steal from the fields in their holes. The amount is quite large, enough to last them the entire winter.

If you are lucky enough to find it, the amount of food will definitely be enough for a family to eat for several days.

If it weren't for the big pot meal we had some time ago, which made everyone not pay much attention to the rat problem, I'm afraid there would have been a large-scale cleanup not long after the corn was harvested to drive out all the rats in the field.

This is now a belated cleanup operation.

The reason, of course, is that food is decreasing, so people try to store as much food as possible.

"Let me look for it with you."

"Okay, nerd, let's play together."

Little Stone was very happy to have the older children to play with him.

Yang Jun, on the other hand, was caught up in the pursuit of field mice.

Frost is in progress, so many voles are basically hibernating at home and don't go out easily, so they were caught red-handed.

You just need to find the entrance of their hole and then fumigate it with a little smoke. It won't be long before the voles can't stand it and run out, where they will be chased and blocked by a few children.

As for their nests, they must also be turned over by adults to see if there are any traces of food.

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