Weeds are really cruel in the abandoned yard. I don't know who gave it courage, but it is half as tall as me. From a distance, it's like walking into a dense green tent.
In the east garden, wormwood and rattan climbed up the wall, hooked up with elm and locust trees outside the wall, and winked at the morning glory. The world outside the wall is so beautiful, what are you doing here? I don't understand.
The morning glory in the West Garden clings to the weeds like a phoenix. The weeds simply pull up their necks and grow wildly, but they can't get rid of the morning glory. The century-old pear tree looked helplessly at their recklessness and expressed dissatisfaction with the fruitless end.
The secluded path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep in vegetation.
Small courtyard in ruins, I'm coming!
But could it be Crouching Tiger?
Mr. Wang borrowed a sickle from his nephew's house, cut a "bloody road" left and right, and then strode into the house. Put rat poison and all kinds of insect repellent.
Then find someone to replace the leaking wooden windows and crumbling wooden doors with alloy windows. I bought wallpaper, built a dark old wall and hung the roof, and the room immediately lit up. The collapsed heatable adobe sleeping platform of Westinghouse was stripped down, and the soil in the heatable adobe sleeping platform was intended to be laid on the path.
I not only help move the soil and turn over the garden, but also work as a part-time cook. The dried wormwood in the garden became the best match, and then branches and pine cones were added. When the fire is just right, it is really overqualified to add the ingredients of two people to the big iron pot like eyes. But for me who can't weigh the spoon, it's really wide, and I can fly with a frying spoon. The pine tower in the kitchen fire was shocking. It is like a phoenix bathing in fire, dancing in the fire, and every petal is tireless and bright. It thought it would be a lifetime to fall from the tree, but it didn't expect to burn itself and benefit others and others. Cute as a burning pineapple.
It's just that I didn't bring all the ingredients when I came. If there are carrots, it will be delicious!
The quiet path has been paved by my husband and I, and it has been paved again. The sides are raised a lot and look much flatter. A little sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously! But I won't tell you that a scholar and a little girl actually worked for eight days, from picking kangs, transporting adobe, digging soil in kangs, and then leveling the ground and laying bricks. Back pain, leg cramps, haha.
Today, this stone mill is a rare treasure and can be used in museums. Although modern electric pulverizer is very popular, it can't grind the original flavor of stone mill. A century-old object has supported generations by its work. It crouches there quietly like a cow and never takes credit. The weed tried to cover up its elegance, so I removed it with a rake!
However, this stone mill is not so lucky. I don't know when it was split into three plates and discarded in the southeast corner outside the yard. Symmetrical with the southwest corner stone in the yard. The so-called Zuo Qinglong and Right White Tiger should fulfill their duties and responsibilities even if they are removed from their posts. Its humiliation and burden make me ashamed! After several investigations, it was originally replaced by a well drilled by its former owner. Oh! Alas, alas!
January, February. It's time for me to show my talent. As soon as I entered March, I sharpened my arm and began to buy all kinds of vegetable seeds online. Enthusiastic xu teacher also sent me loofah, bitter gourd and pepper seeds. In the spring of April, my husband and I went to the "distant place" with poems and dreams.
The second time I came to the yard, I first used a shovel to remove weeds in front of the house, then used a small shovel to buckle the grass roots in the cracks of the bricks, and finally exposed the red brick surface. Then began to sow, Chinese cabbage, lettuce, radish, corn all planted. Who would have thought that in today's advanced technology, the mountains in Chaoyang are seriously short of water, and neighbors are afraid to plant gardens. My husband and I dare not waste a drop of water, wash vegetables and rice, wash our faces as little as possible and water the vegetable fields. Because of lack of water, many things can't be planted, so we have to go back to the city.
Just after finishing my training, I remembered the small courtyard in the country. Should there be enough water in the well? Mr. Wang asked me if this life was exciting enough, and I replied without thinking, it was not, as if I had healed my scar and forgotten the pain. So pain and happiness, fatigue and harvest, my joys and sorrows!
I worked so hard to plant the shallots, bending my slender waist humbly and trying my best to look so cute. I thought it would be lonely without my company, so I came from the city to accompany it and water it.
But the moment I crossed the stone wall, I found that the grass was born. The pool is half onion and half grass. You have me and I have you. That's so sweet. Their "mutual concern" immediately taught me to be jealous. People didn't come into the house and pulled up the grass one by one, leaving a piece of scallion seedlings and my smirk. ...
People's potatoes can stand loneliness, and they don't waste my hard work of sowing and watering. In the cold of late spring, under the angry spring breeze, the scab formed by drainage broke through the ground. Its efforts remind me of the rebirth of silkworm babies from cocoons. And they are all born independently, unlike shallots.
The small vegetable garden under the window is too noisy. Perhaps it was my inexperience and small mistakes that planted their seeds so densely and jumbled that they were crowded, but green was disgusting. I think I can cook a delicious meal on my desk in a few days. It's just that my heart licked the calf, which made me feel a little sorry and ate the fruit of my victory. But in order to make them grow into "towering trees", I'd better kill my hand to lighten your burden.
The pineapple, red heart and radish seedlings are so cute. The two small leaves are plump and purple, and they are working hard, just like the smiling faces in the hands of little dolls, so you can't help but look at them more.
The garlic seedlings in the corner are growing well. Although it is short of water, it still cherishes life and lives tenaciously. Looking a little touched.
The black waxy corn, pumpkin and loofah that xu teacher gave me haven't moved yet. Maybe it's because of lack of water. If the well is full tomorrow, it will surely sprout. It's great to think about it.
A pile of peony flowers on both sides left a deep impression on me. It sprouted when I left. It only took ten days to have flowers and bones. I will see them when I come back next time.
Well water is still not enough for sowing, so we can only look up to heaven and sigh. Maybe the earth shook and it began to rain lightly. In order to live up to the providence, we braved the light rain to plant the remaining corn and soybean seeds. The heavy mud on our feet reminds us to wait for sunny days before working.
Back inside, I was lost in thought. Nowadays, many people don't keep poultry in order to be clean, and there is no grass in the yard. They go to supermarkets in cities and rural areas to buy, which increases the pressure of importing food and foreign exchange. Now most of them are separated families. When they keep poultry, they tie up the bodies. No one will help them if they want to go out. In the past few generations, the big family living under one roof has completely disappeared, but there is no shortcoming of paternalism. I don't know if it's progress or progress! However, I envy the geese in my west neighbor's house. They stretch their necks to Xiang Tiange from time to time. That's the real farm yard, the real country life!
You see, that's what I do in the country.
That's what I do in town.
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