"No, uncle, please call everyone to have a meeting. We have to force order everyone to clean up the snails together. Otherwise, not only will the vegetables be harmed by the snails, but the impression of tourists is not good. When I walk on the road, I turn my head. Wow, there are so many snails!"

Seeing Fang Zhong's look of anticipation, Fang Yun didn't know what he was thinking. He just wanted to jump out so that he could hand over the position of the village chief to himself in the future.

But Fang Yun really couldn't sit idly by and let the villagers make a fortune. Not only Fang Zhong's wish, but also Fang Yun's wish. Although some villagers were a little short-sighted, overall, they were simple and cute.

However, Fang Yun was not worried. Uncle is only in his fifties now and can still be a village chief for at least twenty years. With twenty years, anything may happen. Maybe a suitable candidate will appear one day?

"Okay, just do what you said." Fang Zhong laughed, looking like a fox who had succeeded in his tricks, like a fox who had stole a chicken.

"Every household has paid attention! Every household has paid attention! Please go to the village committee for a meeting immediately!" A loud horn sounded suddenly in the village, and it rang three times in a row before stopping.

The villagers were stunned for a while before they realized that the loudspeakers in the village were set up when they were eating big pots. There was one in the four corners of the village and the center of the village. They had not sounded for several years. Suddenly, it was no wonder that everyone couldn't react for a while.

"Dog, go away and go to the meeting."

"Uncle, what are you doing? Why don't you go to a meeting?"

For a time, the villagers called their friends and rushed to the village committee with laughter. They hadn't heard the horn ringing for many years, and I really miss it.

"Do you know what happened to the village chief calling everyone here today?"

"I don't know. Do you know?"

"I don't know either."

A group of people stood at the village committee gate and were all curious. Qiaotou Village was just a small mountain village, and there was nothing to do at all. They were all trivial matters. They were solved in private.

Even if it cannot be solved in private, it is usually discussed with the village chief Fangzhong and several senior elderly people. Even some older people, I remember the situation of meetings in the whole village.

"Okay, don't make a noise!" Fang Zhong has been the village chief for many years and is still quite majestic. As soon as he opened his mouth, the buzzing discussion suddenly subsided, and everyone looked up at the side standing in front.

Fang Zhong nodded with satisfaction, coughed gently and said, "I'm calling everyone here this time. It's actually Fang Yun's idea. Let Fang Yun talk to you below."

"Papapapapapapapapapa" Several young people mixed in the crowd applauded vigorously, while winking at Fang Yun. The applause suddenly sounded warmly, and the villagers looked at Fang Yun with laughter.

Fang Yun smiled bitterly. Uncle really spared no effort to push himself to the village chief. When everyone's applause slowly subsided, Fang Yun said with a serious look on his face: "This time I called everyone here for the number of snails that have suddenly become more and more recently."

"Uncle Yun. Isn't it just a snail? As for calling everyone to have a meeting?" Fang Youcai asked loudly in confusion. The young people were puzzled. He thought there was something big about summoning everyone. It turned out to be for the little snail?

However, the elderly villagers don’t think so. They all have solemn faces. They often go to the vegetable fields to serve the vegetables they planted, and are also very anxious about the disaster of snails. This is related to everyone’s income. It would be strange if they are not anxious.

"Pa" Fang Youcai's father slapped him on the back of his head, glaring at him and scolded: "What are you shouting! Listen to your Uncle Yun carefully."

Fang Youcai's neck shrank and he didn't dare to say anything. In the past, he used to educate his children in the countryside, but he used violence directly and could not tell any big principles. He believed that a filial son came out from the stick. When he got angry, he sucked the broom directly at you, making you cry and call him mother.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Don't underestimate snails. Once there are too many snails and are not controlled well, you can chew all your vegetable fields overnight, and you will have no place to cry when you cry."

"Yunzi is right. Two years ago, my vegetable fields were harmed by snails, and they were all eaten up in one night." Fang Laogen whipped the dry tobacco. That time he almost felt sorry for him. He relied on digging wild vegetables and the help of the villagers to eat vegetables.

The lessons of the past are right in front of you. No one dares to underestimate snails now, especially now, vegetables are not the same as before. Everyone can just grow some of them to eat. Now the vegetables at home can be exchanged for a lot of money. If the snail is harmed, everyone will not cry to death.

"We also know that too many snails are harmful, but now we are not concerned with green vegetables. If you don't let pesticides be used, you can't catch them by hand. Today I just cleaned it up, and the next day there are again in the vegetable field, and there are more and more."

Fang Laogen said with a sad face that because his vegetable field had been harmed by snails before, he hated snails to the core. He was the one who caught snails the most diligent in the village.

"Yes, yes, I can't catch it at all." The villagers nodded one after another. Everyone was farmers, and the crops and fields were their roots. Now there are so many snails, and they are the ones who are most anxious about it.

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "This is why I called everyone here. Everyone catches their own things like this, and there is no way to completely clean up these snails. Today, you have caught the vegetables in the vegetable fields, and tomorrow others will crawl over. Even if the fields are cleaned up, the grass, corners, ditches and other places will continue to breed."

"What should I do?" Everyone was a little discouraged. Fang Yun was right. Even if his fields were cleaned up, snails would continue to crawl over elsewhere.

You can't set up a sign in the field and snails are not allowed to crawl over. If it works, you don't mind doing this. In fact, the most important thing is that you can't use pesticides now.

Otherwise, no matter how many snails are, they will die. As a result, the vegetables will not be sold, and a large number of birds, chickens, ducks and other things will die.

"In fact, it's easy to solve. Sprinkle lime and sprinkle about ten centimeters of lime belt on the ground. The snail dares not cross the lime belt. If it forcefully crawls through the lime belt, the snail will lose water and die after being stained with quicklime. This ensures that the snail will not crawl into the vegetable field to harm vegetables.

After we went back, we told our family that tonight, the whole village would catch snails together, taking advantage of the characteristics of snails hiding at night and causing harm to dusk. Tile blocks, vegetable leaves, leaves, weeds, or branches that are tied into handfuls in the fields or around them. Snails often hide in them during the day, and then they will be taken in one pot."

Fang Yun smiled and said loudly, he had specifically inquired about how to trap snails last night, so today he specially called everyone for a meeting. The whole village went out together and set up more trapping points. In a few days, the number of snails will definitely drop.

"This method is good, so don't worry now."

The villagers were very happy. It was not that everyone could not come up with this idea, but that they could not let everyone go together. If it were a meeting in the village, the decision would be different. Even if the person who wanted to be lazy, he would not dare to offend the public.

The vigorous snail trapping operation began, and some tourists also found it very fresh. Following the villagers to set up dens, the village at night was different from usual tranquility, and everyone was busy at the beginning and end of the village with flashlights.

The happiest thing is those little guys, all of whom are so energetic that they run around laughing and laughing, and they are even clamoring for competition to see who can catch more snails.

Fang Yun was not idle either. Speaking of which, there were more snails in the valley, which became a severely affected area. However, the valley could not be used as a nest for snails. The grass was too lush, and the tallest one had grown to more than one meter long. The snails shrank down and could not be sunny. It was an ideal habitat.

There is no way, I can only catch it with my hands. The little guys have fun and regard catching snails as a fun game. Who can catch the most enthusiastic games?

I don’t know what happened. The magical big rooster who used to be just a small bridge suddenly crossed the small bridge with a group of chickens and ducks and rushed straight to the grassland. The group of chickens and ducks scattered excitedly, stretched their mouths and pecked, and a snail fell to its stomach.

"I'm so stupid, really. Why did I forget that chickens and ducks love to eat snails and grasshoppers the most?" Seeing this scene, Fang Yun could only smile bitterly. He asked these chickens and ducks to come here for food every day. No matter how many snails and grasshoppers are, they are not enough for them to eat.

Chicken eats while eating, and can eat more than 100 grasshoppers a day, and they grow faster and healthier than chickens fed feed. Not only do chickens and ducks love to eat snails, but birds also like it. If so many water birds in the reservoir are summoned, they can eat up all the snails and grasshoppers in the valley in half a day.

"Dad, don't worry, Niu Niu must call all the water birds here." The fat girl proudly accepted Fang Yun's arduous task and happily rode her white horse straight to the reservoir.

The fat girl took the opportunity to get it done immediately. The overwhelming flock of water birds occupied the entire valley, and the effect was very good. However, while eliminating the valley pests, it left behind souvenirs all over the ground - bird droppings.

He controlled the stream water to rinse it several times, and finally washed all the bird droppings. Fang Yun shouted that he miscalculated and would have just washed the snail away with water if he had known.

"How many!" Fang Yun was shocked. The snails in front of him piled up into a hill. These were the snails that everyone caught from the nest they set up last night early in the morning. It was amazing to catch so many in one night.

Everyone was very grateful. It was terrible to think about it. If there were so many snails not dispatched to trap them in the whole village, and let them reproduce, the snails would be a disaster.

The tourists were amazed and took out their cameras to take photos, but the situation that everyone was worried about did not happen. Not only did the tourists not have any bad impression of the village because of so many snails, they liked it even more. At least, there was no random use of pesticides here, and the ecology was maintained very well.

A middle-aged tourist suddenly spoke, "Do you sell these snails?"

Selling snails? The villagers were stunned. Some people bought these things? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!