After lunch, take a little rest.

Song Wen wanted to go to the backyard to plant the rapeseed and vegetable seedlings that his father brought in the morning.

It was a pity that his father saw a large area of ​​wasteland in the backyard, so he went to get some rapeseed seedlings, including mustard greens, cabbage hearts, coriander, winter nests, tomatoes, onions, garlic, etc. The garlic is a whole garlic, a bit like the fruit of pointed chestnuts, which tastes pink and tender, comparable to chestnuts.

But to be honest, he didn't want to grow these vegetables that can be seen in the market at all. These vegetables are eaten every day, and they are a little bit bored. He wanted to dig some wild vegetables on the mountain to plant them. The wild grass on the mountain tasted better if it stir-fryed. Unfortunately, the wild vegetables are all divided into seasons, and most of them tasted the best when they sprout in spring or autumn.

After thinking about it, Song Wen still thought that it would be better to dig some wild vegetables on the mountain to plant them. In spring, these wild vegetables can be picked and eaten after they grow tender buds. But now the weather is getting colder and I don’t know if they can grow them. Forget it, go dig some to plant them tomorrow. It seems that tomorrow won’t work, so I have to cook candies for others, so I will catch bamboo rats and wild boars the day after tomorrow. The bamboo forest at home is almost harmed by these two things.

But the most important thing now is to plant the seeds and seedlings brought by my father, otherwise my mother would be nagging again. It is said that this was chosen by my mother.

So he came to the backyard and planted rapeseed and seedlings on the already flat vegetable bed.

Suddenly, he remembered that there seemed to be a piece of land in Ruyi Fan. Although the land was not very big, it was very fat, and the soil was fertile and fertile. If he could plant something, it would definitely look good.

What is good to plant? It is obviously not good to grow vegetables, it is too wasteful. It takes watering, fertilizing, and removing insects. There are a lot of things. Song Wen is a lazy person. It is best to plant things that you can grow well by yourself without caring about them, so that he can wait for the harvest. It’s just that the idea is good, but the result is often not satisfactory.

He thought about it and it seemed that there was no such thing on the market that you could wait for the harvest after growing it. It was OK to grow fruits, but the space inside the fruits was too small and it couldn't be planted much. After thinking for a long time, he finally thought about what he wanted to grow. To say, the most convenient thing to plant is sweet potatoes. They don't have to take care of them after planting them, just wait for the harvest.

I thought about it in my mind and wanted to grow sweet potatoes in the field in Ruyi Fan. But now is not the season for growing sweet potatoes, and I don’t know if it works. However, the Ruyi Fan is so warm, I think it should be fine to grow sweet potatoes.

After thinking about it, he called Song Hu and asked him to come over to bring some sweet potatoes, purple potatoes and yellow potatoes.

Song Hu's family has a pig farm, so his family specially grows a lot of sweet potatoes to raise pigs, which is said to be cost-effective than buying feed. Moreover, some of his pigs are pig-fed, and they use pigs to grow sweet potatoes, and then raise pigs, forming a virtuous cycle. It has to be said that Song Hu's father, his second uncle, has a good brain.

There are many varieties of sweet potatoes grown by his family, including red, white, purple, yellow, pink, purple and white, a lot of them, strange and strange. I don’t know where I got the potato seeds.

Generally speaking, sweet potatoes and yellow potatoes have the best taste and the sweetest; purple potatoes are average, relatively loose, and have similar flavor to sweet potatoes, but are said to be rich in nutrition. Yellow potatoes cannot actually be called yellow potatoes, but are colored between yellow and pink, which is a little redder than the flesh color.

After planting rapeseed seedlings and watering them, Song Hu suddenly felt that there was nothing to do. After thinking about it, he picked up the fishing net he bought the day before yesterday, took a bucket and walked out.

The sun was shining outside, shining on the small lake in front of the house, and the lake waves swaying in the wind flashed with bright scales.

Living under this bamboo forest, by the lake, the air is fresh. Looking up at the green bamboos, listening to the chirping of birds, I am so happy as a god.

When you wake up early in the morning, if you take a deep breath of air, the refreshing feeling lingers between your chest and lungs, which will make you feel comfortable all day.

The small waterfall on the mountain wall of a corner of the small lake is still pouring water into the lake, making crisp sounds.

The water flowing into the lake spreads out of the lake, and a gap is rushing out not far from Song Wen’s house, forming a stream, flowing out in a vast way. In the distance, there is also a stream flowing out of the mountains. Two streams gather into one stream, along the stream channel, and rushing straight out of Songjiabao New Village.

At the gap where the water flows out, there happened to be a 100-meter huge rock with a flat surface, and the stone surface was horizontal. Let the lake water wash day and night and become extremely smooth. When stepping on the huge rock, the stream water is just half as high as the knee. In summer, if you can step on it barefoot and step on it, let the stream water wash and feel the coolness under your feet, it is a great pleasure.

Song Wen came to the lake with a fishing net. There was a bamboo raft by the lake. He cut bamboo rafts these days to make it just to catch fish on the lake.

He jumped onto the bamboo raft with the fishing net and the bucket. The bamboo raft sank slightly, but it floated up quickly. He put the fishing net and the bucket on the bamboo raft, picked up the bamboo pole next to him, and gently put it in the water, and carried the bamboo raft away from the shore.

Xixi was playing with the puppy in the yard. When she saw her uncle going out with a fishing net and a bucket, she immediately followed behind. When she saw him jumping onto a bamboo raft, she wanted to follow him, but unfortunately, she was hugged by Chen Xiuhui, who was quick-witted and did not go. The puppy next to him ran to the lake and shouted from Song Wen as he should.

Chen Xiuhui and Lin Qinglan saw Song Wen catching fish, and they also came out to see. Even Song Yuanshui came over to join in the fun. He saw Song Wen squinting his eyes and smiling slightly.

In the past, when he saw people selling small fish, he often bought some to put them in. He didn't know how many of them had been put in the past few years, but he never caught them.

The lake water is dark green, and I can't tell whether there are any fish. Sometimes I see the lake water rolling, and I know that there are big fish in the lake. Someone has come here to catch fish before, but unfortunately I haven't caught a big one. The fish that can be caught is nothing but a small finger, which is not enough to feed the cat, and I don't know if Awen can catch it today.

Song Wen came to the lake with a bamboo raft, then stopped the bamboo raft, inserted the bamboo pole against the edge of the bamboo raft, then picked up the fishing net, shook it a little, and threw the fishing net out. The fishing net suddenly turned into a net cover and covered it straight into the lake.

The net fell into the lake, and a lot of bubbles kept popping up from the lake, and then the water waves surging, and turbid lake water kept popping up.

Seeing the turbid lake water with whirlpools, Song Wen couldn't help but lit up, there were fish.

He quickly grabbed the only net rope left in his hand, and gently pulled the fishing net back, pulling it while gently swinging it so that the sludge would not get stuck on the fishing net, or the fish would be too lively and stuck on the fishing net festival.

Suddenly, a sudden pulling force came from the fishing net, and the pulling force dragged the net down.

Caught off guard, Song Wen rushed forward. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and hugged the bamboo pole next to the bamboo raft, which was inserted next to the bamboo raft, and then he stabilized. But his forehead was sweating profusely. Fortunately, it was okay, otherwise he would have to go to the water to take a shower.

At this moment, another pulling force came from the water, as if a big fish in the fishing net rushed left and right in the net, struggling desperately to leave the net.

Song Wen grabbed the fishing net in his hand tightly and did not dare to let go. He finally got a big fish, so how could he give up easily. Because he tried too hard, a red mark had been strangled on one hand, and the bamboo pole that he held tightly with the other hand gradually could not bear the pulling force of the big fish in the water, and was slowly pulled from the lake.

Song Wen thought it was not good.

At this time, another pulling force came, and the bamboo pole was pulled up. Without the support of the bamboo pole, the bamboo raft was pulled up and swam on the lake. When Song Wen saw that the signs were wrong, his energy sinks into the dantian, his feet were like green pine, and he took root on the raft, grabbed the toes tightly on the bamboo raft, and his hands were even more steadily holding the fishing net, not daring to relax at all.

His parents and sister-in-law saw Song Wen's situation at this time, and they were anxious and shouted: "Awen, Awen, are you okay! Be careful, we will find someone to come and help immediately."

As he said that, Chen Xiuhui urged Song Yuanshui to call the village and call someone.

Although the bamboo raft was dragged by the big fish in the net, Song Wen felt nothing was wrong. After hearing Chen Xiuhui's words, he hurriedly said, "Mom, don't call anyone, I'm fine."

When Chen Xiuhui saw that Song Wen was fine, she felt relieved, but she didn't dare to be careless and asked Song Yuanshui to call someone to come and help.

Xixi didn't know what happened. When she saw her uncle standing on a bamboo raft, floating in the lake, she felt great, so she clapped her hands and shouted: "Come on, uncle, come on, uncle."

The puppy next to him felt an abnormality in the lake and started to shout at the lake water.

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