The top of my house is connected to the sky of another world

Chapter 4 Killing Mosquitoes
There is a simple shack next to the vegetable field. It is a place to look at the orchard and vegetable field at night. Yang Fan usually sleeps in it.

Both the orchard and the vegetable field need to be guarded, and there is no one to do it. Everything else is fine. What Yang Fan hates most is mosquitoes.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Sulan came to deliver the meal. The dinner consisted of rice porridge, steamed stuffed buns and some side dishes.

The matter of raising fish was solved, and the stone in my heart fell to the ground. Don't mention how happy I am as a mother. The 2000 yuan left my family with nothing to say. When everyone left, I counted the brand-new RMB by myself. He muttered to himself: "Ten yuan per catty is much higher than the highest five or six yuan sold in the village. This kid can do it."

A family, isn't it just trying to live in harmony?
Yang Fan, who was really hungry, began to eat with a snort, and Wang Sulan, who was beside him, waved a cattail fan and said casually, "Fanfan, why are there so few mosquitoes tonight?"

After eating, Yang Fan casually said, "Maybe it just rained this afternoon."

"No, it rained in the afternoon, and the sun came out not long after. I was enjoying the cool in the yard just now, and there were too many mosquitoes."

Yang Fan stopped his chopsticks, yes, he used to keep vigil here every night, slapping the blood-sucking mosquitoes with both hands, and there would be a few bags all over his body the next day, and he stayed here for more than an hour after dark , I didn’t do anything except play with my mobile phone, and I didn’t pay attention. There were indeed a lot fewer mosquitoes tonight, or none at all.

Yang Fan, who was suspicious, followed his mother home, and just sat down in the yard in front of the house. After a while, Yang Fan slapped his body and legs dozens of times, and finally he still had five or six big bumps on his legs. As the final result, the light on at the door turned into a hornet's nest, with countless mosquitoes attached to it.

Most people don't go to bed so early in the summer night, stay in their own yard to enjoy the shade, or find the big tree in the village in small groups to chat and chat.

The only mosquito repellent tool is the fan in hand. The mosquito coils commonly used outdoors in rural areas are useless. Mosquito coils become dispensable whenever there is wind.If you sleep in the room at night, you can light a plate of mosquito coils, and the mosquitoes will not disappear completely. In a closed room, your head will hurt the next morning.

Back to the shack by the vegetable field again, the two native dogs barked and had fun all the way, still licking the blue rain that flowed into the low-lying areas along the field, and the other part flowed directly into the pond over there, the pond The fish in the pool seem to be a lot more active, and they are also churning in the pond at night.

There are no mosquitos here, not even a single one, and it is a different world from the one at home; thinking of the smoke from throwing away his cigarette butt in the afternoon, Yang Fan decided to give it a try.

This is a bold idea. Once the experiment is successful, Yang Fan can imagine that this is another lucrative business.

With a goal, he has the motivation to struggle. He just feels that countless red RMB is floating towards him, and the good days really seem to be not far away.

He used a small basin to put the blue rain in the low-lying place into the basin. He prepared the raw materials commonly used in the farm, such as sawdust, charcoal, elm bark, and wormwood, and ground them into powder, mixed with the blue rain, and sacrificed to the grave according to the rural production. Or go to the local method of burning incense in the temple. It took one night and repeated experiments to make three common incense sticks.

Originally, he found a lot of materials according to the information he searched on the Internet, and the adhesives were ready. After repeated experiments, he found that as long as the two materials, wormwood and blue rain, were mixed, it could be formed, and Yi Fenggan At six o'clock, the sky was bright, and Yang Fan lit one of the incense sticks, and the room was filled with fragrance, refreshed, and the exhaustion of the night disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fan spent the whole day waiting for the evening to test the effects of these three incenses for himself.

In the afternoon, Yang Fan walked around the orchard again, checked the two almost identical dogs over and over again, and found that they had changed a lot, and became much fiercer. They kept biting their trouser legs and following them. Don't talk, the meaning is obvious, all the blue rain has been collected by himself, these two dirt dogs are greedy again.

I poured half of the rain in the barrel into a small bowl and put it on the ground, and the two dogs ran over like having fun.

Ignoring these two little guys, Yang Fan squatted by the pond, watching the fish getting bigger and bigger in the water, and kept thinking about a question, will it rain again?When will it be downloaded?Is it just this time and it will disappear from then on?

After smoking a cigarette, I got nothing. I stood up melancholy and went to serve the more than 30 pots of flowers and plants.

Finally at night, there are two dogs guarding the orchard vegetable field, and Yang Fan who is at home can hear them barking once or twice.

After eating, he enjoyed the coolness in the courtyard, and Yang Fan lit a stick of incense and placed it in the middle of the courtyard.

When his mother asked, Chen Wangzhong said that this was something he had figured out recently, and it had the effect of repelling mosquitoes. He would try it tonight.

The couple naturally didn't believe it, this kid has been fond of tinkering with gadgets since he was a child, the old couple are no strangers to it, let him go.

"Hey, there are a lot fewer mosquitoes." Wang Sulan, who was holding a fan to drive away mosquitoes at first, found that there were no mosquitoes at all, and even the lamp full of mosquitoes at the door disappeared tonight.

"Indeed, the life-threatening mosquitoes are gone now." Yang Guoqing also expressed emotion: "Yang Fan, is this incense really useful?" Father and son have no overnight feud, and have long forgotten what happened yesterday.

Yang Fan smiled and said nothing, after a while he said, "Dad, it should be useful."

Naturally, the old couple did not think about the commercial development of such mosquito coils, and Yang Fan couldn't sit still any longer. He entered the house and lit a stick of incense. The faint fragrance wafted in the house. Yang Fan turned on the computer, plugged in the wireless Network card, registered a Taobao store, the name is Yangjia Mosquito Incense.

Yang Fan slept soundly that night, almost didn't even have a dream. When he woke up the next morning, the incense hadn't finished burning yet, and Yang Fan didn't feel any headache. Instead, he felt refreshed and didn't feel sleepy at all.

I hurriedly washed my face, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast, said to my mother, and rode my battery car to the town.

There is a grinder at home that can crush the dried wormwood into powder. Now the main problem is the mold. I don’t know if there is such a small mosquito coil mold on the market. He is going to try his luck this time. If you make one yourself, even if it is not very precise or regular, you can do it with local methods; if you take a step back, there is no way to make a coiled mosquito-repellent incense, he can also make a straight mosquito-repellent incense one by one, which is the same as usual. The incense used for sacrifices at home is no different, as long as the quality is good, he doesn't believe it can't be sold.

(End of this chapter)