The corn harvest in my hometown has just been harvested.
When I visit, many neighbors who have harvested late or are lazy are still tearing corn husks at home.
The half-green but not yellow corn cobs are piled up like a hill, exuding the fragrance of corn.
In addition to corn, soybeans are another major crop in autumn.
Some families wait until the bean sprouts in the fields are half dry, then invite a harvester to go through them.
All the chubby soft beans will be threshed.
After another two days of drying, they can be bagged and stored in the warehouse, or they can simply pick up a harvester who offers a good price.
Sold directly in the fields If you want to save some money, you are reluctant to hire a harvester.
You harvest manually with a sickle, and dry the seedlings and pods together.
After a few days, the pods become crispy in the sun.
When you step on them, there is a crackling sound, and the half-dried soybeans fall off. .
It’s just that in this season, drying corn and soybeans has become a unique scenery in the countryside.
Corn cobs and bean straws are everywhere in the yard, on the roof, and on the road.
Some are thin-skinned and only occupy a small half of the asphalt road in front of their homes.
Vehicles passing by will basically not cause trouble.
But most families don't have such a need for dough.
They spread it directly on the main road, stretching for dozens or hundreds of meters, and it is covered with thick bean straw.
If it's a battery motorcycle, it can make you tired and mute.
The ones who suffer the most are cyclists.
Strong men have to enter slow-motion mode when riding on it.
Those who are slightly weaker cannot ride at all, so they can just push it and walk.
Thanks to the "Village-to-Village" policy, there is also a three- to four-meter-wide small road in the village, and it is very convenient when you pass by your house and go straight onto the road when you go out.
More than four acres of land in my hometown have been contracted to my cousin's family.
Without the harvest, there is no need to dry it.
When I came back yesterday afternoon, an advantage-loving lady a block away was drying bean straw in front of Qin Yi's house, but in the evening, Qin Yi asked her to go back.
It's fine if you're not at home normally, but now that you're back, you can't let others do whatever they want, and you can't trouble yourself for the convenience of others, right?
Moreover, there is a layer of fine fluff on the surface of the pods.
After being dried, crushed and blown by the wind, they will become dusty.
So I don’t care about anything else.
For the health of my wife and children, I can’t let bean straws dry in front of my house.
After lunch, everyone got together to chat, and Qin Yi ran out of the house with his wives again.
It’s a rare trip back, so I have to show everyone the scenery of my hometown.
In fact, my hometown is located in the plains, with no mountains or water.
There is really no scenery to enjoy.
Apart from large areas of farmland, there are villages three to five miles apart.
At a glance, there are not even small rolling hills.
Speaking of which, It’s really nothing special.
However, it is not appropriate to say that there is no water.
Three to five miles north of the village, there is a river that stretches for several counties, leading to the Ying River and finally flowing into the Huai River.
The river is more than ten meters wide, which is considered a big river.
The seven-seater off-road vehicle rented by the airport happened to be fully occupied by Qin Yi and others, so the children could only sit in the arms of the girls, laughing and running happily towards the river embankment.
If you want to deeply experience the rural scenery, the best way to do it is to make an electric three-wheeler Qin Yi had already borrowed it from a neighbor, but unfortunately at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day.
Sitting on a three-wheeler and running around in the bright sun, he would be sweating profusely even if he didn't suffer from heat stroke.
How could he have the time to read?
What a scene.
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A drama was being performed in the north of the village.
Qin Yi drove south, drove half a circle along the small road, and turned onto the provincial road to the east of the village.
The newly built provincial road for two years ran north-south, was flat and wide, and the car ran north.
Within a few minutes, the three-meter-high river embankment was in sight.
But the girls were first attracted by a cotton field and clamored to come down.
In the United States, crops are generally grown in large-producing areas, and cotton is mainly distributed in the south.
As a livestock and wheat-producing area, there is almost no cotton in Montana, so the girls felt fresh when they saw the cotton hanging with white cotton wadding.
The autumn weather has been crisp recently, and when the sunshine comes, cotton buds are blooming.
The green or semi-yellow leaves are densely dotted with fluffy white cotton balls.
They are white and plump and look very pleasant.
Angel cheered and ran up, and the girls also posed for photos, so happy that Qin Yi, who was used to seeing the farmland in his hometown, actually felt that the scenery was beautiful.
In addition to cotton and sweet potato fields, large tracts of farmland have been replanted with wheat.
At this time, germination has not yet occurred, and the earth is all earthy yellow.
Only occasionally dotted with a touch of green in the fields, which are pumpkin seedlings or vegetable gardens, beginning to wrap cabbage, small white radish, etc.
Coriander grows close to the ground, spread out in a big ball.
It doesn't look very good, but it has a strong fragrance.
There are also bean seedlings, which have no vegetable rack and grow into a fluffy ball.
They don't bear much fruit, but they are enough for the family to eat.
Enough.
The cotton is growing well, so the owner of the field is naturally busy.
At this time, the whole family is out, carrying bamboo baskets and cloth bags, nervously collecting high-quality cotton.
This pleasant white fat cotton boll is most afraid of sudden rain, otherwise it will damage the fiber.
Not only will it not sell well, but its quality will also be greatly damaged, and it will not be sold at a high price.
This cotton field belongs to the neighboring village to the east.
Qin Yi doesn't know the other party, and the other party naturally doesn't know Qin Yi either.
There is no way.
Qin Yi is a household name, but not many people have seen him.
However, Susa and her group of foreign faces were loud and living signs.
The landowner, who was still confused at first, immediately knew the identities of Qin Yi and others when he saw them.
How to be proud Out of politeness, Qin Yi stretched his neck to say hello from a long distance away: "Busy, fellow."
A simple sentence eliminated a lot of embarrassment.
The gentleman in the host family only smiled stupidly, but half the sky looked clean and tidy.
He walked over quickly with a sharp voice to say hello.
Halfway there, he bent down and picked a few white melons, enthusiastically Please invite Qin Yi and his family to taste it.
After chatting for a while, the girls satisfied their curiosity, Qin Yi took everyone in the car and drove away without disturbing the owner of the field.
Sitting in the car, several melons smelled sweet.
Not only Angel, but the girls were also greedy, but Qin Yi stopped them and washed them twice with clean water and peeled off the skin before they felt relieved.
It's not that Qin Yi is messing around.
He has always had the concept of not being clean and eating without getting sick, but his hometown has the habit of spraying pesticides, especially in the cotton fields.
If he doesn't spray pesticides three or five times, the harvest will be reduced by at least half.
Therefore, it’s not okay to eat the melons in the cotton fields directly.
The adults may be fine, but the three babies still need to be fed milk, so they can’t just follow their temper.
The melons are not as big as those in the pasture vegetable garden, and the taste is naturally not as good, but they are still crisp, tender and sweet.
While pointing at the simple rural buildings, he chewed loudly.
For girls who see everything new, it has a unique charm of simplicity.
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"Dad, I want to eat that, the big gourd" The car drove slowly, while Angel was nibbling on the melon, she turned her little head to look at the gourds on the roadside.
When she saw a few fat gourds half-covered on the wheat straw, she couldn't help but look curious and begged pitifully.
The car has passed by, and the girls are turning their heads and looking back.
There are no gourds growing in the pasture.
They are also very curious about whether this vegetable is delicious.
"Well, I'll pick one when I get home tonight.
Stir-fried gourd with chili pepper.
It's a very good dish."
Qin Yi nodded naturally, and he hadn't eaten it for many years.
When he mentioned it at this time, he actually felt greedy.
He thought if he could get some more small fish, wrap them in batter and fry them until crispy, it would be awesome.
I won’t change the abalone: