A big wild boar with a height of more than 200 kilograms of pork was probably over 140 kilograms of pork.

In addition to eating more than 40 kilograms in the mountain, we left more than ten kilograms for the mute grandfather, and the rest were taken back to the village, and each family also distributed more than two kilograms.

A big wild boar was followed by the whole village to satisfy their cravings.

Erjiazi's famous saying "Growing trees has meat to eat" is even more remembered by children and transformed into their motivation for planting trees.

The logged wood section was also carried down the mountain by everyone, then pulled it in a carriage, transported back to the village, and piled it in a large yard in front of the production team.

There are already rows of racks here, the kind with a cross bar in the middle.

The transported wooden sections began to be put on the shelves, crossed into crosses, and stood diagonally on both sides of the cross bar.

This is conducive to ventilation and can use the space most effectively. In the future, even if the fungus section enters the greenhouse, this structure will be basically adopted.

The wooden sections that were racked will be used for about half a month.

In the following days, the idle people in the village joined the work, traveling back and forth between the village and the mountains every day, and transporting them back one and a half meters long sections of wood.

Of course, cut down a kind of three, which has been planned long ago. This month is the golden season for planting trees, so besides cutting trees, it is just planting trees, and there is no moment of leisure.

It was not until the fourth day that we had to stop working for a day, because it was the traditional Qingming Festival, and everyone had to visit the graves to sweep and remember their ancestors.

The primary school managed by Yang Hongying also had a day off at the right time, but she had the final say in the school anyway.

In the morning, Liu Qingshan returned from the mountains, followed by a happy mute grandfather.

After the old man entered the door, he first went to see the little fire lying in the car, and he was still yelling in his mouth, teasing the little baby inside.

It can be seen that the mute grandfather likes children very much.

Liu Qingshan suddenly had an idea in his mind: Master is less than 60 years old and is so healthy. If he finds an old man, he might be able to give birth to a junior brother for himself.

No, there is no problem with the master, but it is difficult to find a wife. If a woman is over forty-five years old and wants to have another child, it will be more dangerous.

Could it be that I have to help Master find a young one?

I can only think about this idea in my heart. I guess if I say it out, even the master will have to beat him up, so it depends on the opportunity in the future.

On the Qingming Festival, according to local customs, dumplings must be made, and dumplings filled with sauerkraut are also made.

There is also a point of view. Qingming Festival means missing the deceased relatives, so of course I feel sad.

Linzhi has kept the wild boar meat we had two days ago, so she is preparing to make dumplings today.

The sauerkraut jar has been cleaned up long ago. As the weather gets warmer, if the sauerkraut water in the sauerkraut jar is not washed out, it will be stinking. The room is smelly and it will be terrible.

The pickled cabbage is placed in a large pottery basin and placed in a cool place in the lower house. It is added with clean water and can still be eaten.

When the dumplings were out of the pot, Linzhi finally took a piece of briquette and placed it behind the pot, even if it was dedicated to the ancestors.

Sure enough, when everyone was eating dumplings, a few light sounds came from the glass window, and then Linzhi ran out happily and gave the cool dumplings on the pot to the Fire Fox for food.

I've learned to knock on windows, right?

Liu Qingshan was speechless, and a lyrics suddenly popped up in his mind: Who is knocking on my window, who is pulling the strings...

After breakfast and cleaning up, Linzhi arranged to go to visit the grave.

However, Liu Qingshan stopped him: "Mom, I'll just take the fourth and fifth brothers to go there. You can help my elder sister take care of the chicken coop at home."

It’s not that he arranged work for his mother, but that he knew that when he went to the cemetery, his mother would definitely be sad.

Liu Jinfeng also understood in a second and quickly took over the conversation: "Yes, mother, I am alone, taking care of Xiaohuo, the chickens, and the eggs on the kang, so I can't be busy."

Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

So Liu Qingshan took two young men out, but they didn't plan to go to the cemetery to burn paper, but just brought incense, candles and other offerings.

Now, the dead grass on the dough is dry and the spring breeze is strong, which will be troublesome if it causes wildfires.

Unexpectedly, the mute grandfather also gestured a few times and wanted to go with him.

Only then did Liu Qingshan realize that the mute grandfather was also from Jiapigou, and his relatives were buried in the old grave. So he also helped the master prepare another offering.

The fourth and fifth brothers were carrying small baskets, with knife heads in them. They discussed that they would dig some wild vegetables when they came back, and they were really two capable little guys.

After leaving the village, I saw many villagers coming and going on the way, and I had already returned.

"Uncle Ganzi, Aunt Cuihua, it's so early for you."

Liu Qingshan greeted the three people walking back towards him, while the fourth and fifth brothers started with Zhang Xiaoman.

It can be seen that there has been a significant change in Zhang Ganzi. He used to be a errand, sloppy.

Now that I have a wife, I look much more regular in dressing and hats, but the lazy smile on my face is still there.

"I'm leading them to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors."

After saying that, he pointed at Zhang Xiaoman again: "Although it is not my biological child, since I have entered my house, I will treat you as my own daughter."

"I won't say it anymore. I have to hurry up and go back to the pig farm to feed the pigs."

Seeing Zhang Ganzi's family of three busy rushing to the village, Liu Qingshan's mouth also smiled: This little life is quite enjoyable.

Several people continued to walk forward, the fourth and fifth brothers were jumping around, and they were not idle. They hummed songs and started to recite poems again.

The fourth brother shook the braid on his head, his voice was crisp and pleasant, and he recited poetry like singing, and he listened to it with good sounds:

"The grass on Liliyuan is withered and flourishing every year. Wildfire...Wow, brother, it's on fire in front!"

Liu Qingshan also discovered that in the direction of the cemetery, thick smoke was rolling, and a line of fire was extending rapidly towards the distance along the wind.

Grandpa mute had already rushed forward.

"Fourth and fifth brothers, you go back to the village and call people. Don't get in front of the fire!"

Liu Qingshan ordered to put the things in his hand on the roadside, and then followed the master closely.

He was not prepared because he was worried that burning paper would cause wildfires.

I didn't expect that I would be afraid of anything, but someone accidentally caused a fire.

This month, the weather is dry and the fire is the most likely to burn the camp. If it keeps burning to the mountain, it will be bad.

Other trees are better, but if the larch and the like on the mountain are lit, there will be no one to save them.

No, haven’t you sang a hot topic in winter yet?

Liu Qingshan was thinking randomly, but his feet ran all the way. Even so, he was still pulled further and further by the master in front of him.

As he ran, several broken trees appeared on the road ahead, and Liu Qingshan picked up one. He guessed that these should have been made by his master.

The trunk is as thick as an egg, and it is suitable for use in your hands. The tree head is like a big broom, so it should be very useful to extinguish the fire.

Liu Qingshan fought against the little tree on his shoulder and continued to rush forward.

Soon, a few more people came to visit the grave or came back. They were carrying similar small trees and shovels, and rushed towards the fire.

The shovel should have been brought before being prepared to fill the grave, but I didn’t expect to use it to put out the fire first.

People living by the forest know the importance of forest fire prevention. When encountering this situation, no one will become a deserter.

When Liu Qingshan caught up with the fire, he saw that the mute master was already swinging the small tree and slapped the ground. The flame that had originally started was immediately extinguished.

However, there is still curling blue smoke, which can be rekindled at any time.

Liu Qingshan also followed suit, and the little tree in his hand began to slap on the line of fire.

The ground was covered with a layer of dead grass, which burned when it was overfire. When the wind blew, the line of fire moved very quickly, which was about the same speed as the speed of a person running quickly.

The only thing that is thankful is that there are wastelands here, there are no trees and fewer combustible materials, so the fire is not very large.

While Liu Qingshan was whipping the flames hard, he didn't forget to watch them all. Seeing that everyone behind him also caught up, he shouted:

"Don't worry about the south and west sides, and keep the north and east sides!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately realized that the dark earth was hundreds of meters away from the southwest direction. Even if the wildfires burned to the ground, they would be extinguished. Don’t worry too much.

The two directions of the northeast are close to the mountains and forests, so they should be focused on protecting them.

The fire line has spread more than 200 meters, and six or seven people are obviously not enough. What I hate the most is that some places that were just wiped out soon reignited the flames and the fire continues to spread.

"Take a shovel and dig the isolation belt in front of the reed marsh. No matter what, you can't ask the fire to pass through the reed pond!"

Liu Qingshan shouted again, a few hundred meters north of the north was a reed marsh stretching for one or two miles.

After passing the reed marsh, you will reach the foot of the mountain, where there are lush grass and trees and more combustible materials. Once ignited, the fire will spread to the mountain, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

The one who was holding the shovel was Zhang Lao Nianer and his two sons. Hearing this, he immediately carried the shovel and ran towards the reed marsh to the north.

It’s still too few people. If the whole village is dispatched and an isolation belt is opened, the fire will be controlled.

Looking back at the village, it seemed like a crowd rushed over from afar.

Liu Qingshan felt a little calmer and continued to wave his arms. Now his arms have long been numb, and his movements have become mechanical.

While walking, I suddenly felt my feet burning. I looked down and saw that the cloth shoes on my feet were smoking.

After chopping his feet a few times, he didn't care about the holes burned in his shoes, Liu Qingshan continued to chase the fire.

Suddenly, I saw a black shadow flashing in front of me, lying on the ground, rolling forward with my bones rolling forward.

The body rolls in a large area and fast speed. When you press down all the way, the flames are extinguished one after another, and the effect is surprisingly good.
To be continued...