What?

Let it go!

Everyone around was stunned: It was so hard to catch him, but why did he let him go?

They didn't know Yang Hongying's past experiences, so naturally they couldn't understand her state of mind.

Liu Qingshan could feel it somewhat, but he still had something to say: "Sister, why did you let this one go?"

"Locked in a cage, even a bird will be unhappy!"

Yang Hongying was still looking at the sky and murmuring. At this moment, her eyes seemed so distant.

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "You are not a bird, how do you know whether a bird is happy or not?"

"Sanfeng'er, your ears are itchy, right?"

Yang Hongying finally withdrew her gaze and stared at Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan waved his hands repeatedly: "I mean, you can't let this bird go."

"I'm not just letting this one go, I'm going to let them fly."

Women are unreasonable, and gods are also unreasonable. Liu Qingshan could only explain with a wry smile:

"Sister, the bird you caught just now is just a bird's nest. It has been living in the cage for at least a year. It has almost lost its ability to fly. If it is released, it will not survive for a few days."

Ah, is that so?

Yang Hongying couldn't help but blush: "Then, will it fly back?"

"Let's wait and see. It should be about the same. After all, it has adapted to life in the cage."

Liu Qingshan was unsure, but he still tried his best to comfort Yang Hongying. He guessed that the elder sister did this because she didn't want to be a canary living in a cage, right?

When she lets Su Que fly, isn't she letting herself fly?

Going back and forth, this group of half-grown men chased them away several times, and each of them caught three or five, which was a good harvest.

Even the little bird flew back by itself. This guy was clinging to the side of the cage, as if he wanted to get into the cage, but he couldn't get in.

I guess I got a little hungry after flying outside for a while and wanted to go back to the cage to eat some grains.

When Liu Qingshan passed by, it wasn't too scared. Liu Qingshan caught it with his hands and put it back into the cage.

Yang Hongying said with emotion: "Let the newly caught ones be released. I'm worried that they will not have the courage to fly out and live in the cage for too long."

Although he was a little reluctant, Liu Qingshan still released the newly arrived Su Que. This was Yang Hongying's knot in her heart and she had to help her untie it.

The other young boys all carried cages and hid far away, for fear that Teacher Yang would make the same request to them.

Although Liu Qingshan and Xiao Lao Si and Xiao Lao Wu all returned empty-handed, they were still happy.

The two little girls didn't like raising birds at first, so they just came out to play with them.

Liu Qingshan knew that for a while, the Su Ques in their area were almost extinct, so he didn't want to catch them at all.

Having fun and enjoying the process is better than anything else.

As he walked back, he kept thinking: It's strange, now that there is no one to protect the wild animals, the wild animals are everywhere. In the future, if protection is advocated, why will the protection become less and less...

After breakfast the next day, Datou came to the door and discussed with Liu Qingshan: "The cucumbers in the greenhouse are about to grow on their wrists. Should we use the hemp rope mentioned in the book, or use the racks?"

Liu Qingshan also discovered this problem when he was tending the greenhouse in the past two days. He was about to talk to the boss, but unexpectedly this guy came first.

"Well, it's not bad. I'm quite concerned about it."

After praising him for a long time, the boy's face turned red. Liu Qingshan was sincerely happy for this little friend, because both of them were growing up.

Using hemp rope as a traction rope for climbing the wrists, I am afraid it was a bit overwhelming to use bamboo sheets as the frame of their greenhouse. After discussing for a while, the two brothers decided that it would be better to use traditional slats.

Anyway, there are several wicker bushes outside the village, and they are cut down every spring. They are usually cut down every three or two years, and they will continue to grow even after they are cut down.

On their side, the uses of wicker are to clip wicker grates or make cucumber and bean racks, and the rest are basically burned on the fire.

Because of this, people later thought that wicker bushes were of little use, so they mostly opened them into fields.

But they don't know that the wicker bush itself is a small ecosystem, where some small birds and animals live.

Especially some migratory birds that come in spring, such as red-spotted chin, blue-spot chin, kenaf, quail, skylark, etc., like to nest in the wicker mounds.

With the wicker bushes gone, these little birds and animals also lost their habitat. Coupled with the excessive use of pesticides in the farmland, even the hares in their area were almost extinct.

Thinking of this problem, Liu Qingshan knew something in his heart. As long as he was here, he would not let the wicker bush disappear.

"By the way, why doesn't Er Biaozi come back?"

On their way to discuss with the party secretary, Datou kept mumbling.

Liu Qingshan comforted him and said: "It should be soon. The rice harvest over there has been finished long ago. Er Biaozi wrote a letter saying that they will need to focus on training for a while."

Datou curled his lips: "This guy won't write a letter to me either."

Soon they arrived at the party secretary's grandpa's house. They saw the old party secretary with reading glasses on his nose and sitting at the kang table writing something.

I glanced over the flower mirror and immediately smiled when I saw Liu Qingshan:

"Qingshan, I was just looking for you. I went to the commune for a meeting yesterday. Secretary Sun said that we should choose a commune model worker from Jiapigou. He also hinted that he would give this model worker to you. I am helping you write down your deeds."

This is also expected. Model workers are selected at different levels. If you want to be a county model worker, you must first be a commune model worker.

Seeing the envy on the face of the big man next to him, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but stroke his brain: "If our greenhouse is completed, you will also be a model worker next year."

The big head didn't say anything, he just smiled innocently.

After talking about the model workers, the old branch secretary took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes and said:

"Another thing that is quite worrying is that Secretary Sun said that the spirit of the government is to allow some people and some regions to get rich first."

Liu Qingshan blinked. Of course he knew this famous saying, and it had indeed come true.

But it seems that most of those who got rich first did not lead others to achieve common prosperity. On the contrary, the gap became wider and wider.

Just listen to the old party secretary continue to say: "This year the county will hold a commendation meeting for model workers, and it will also be a commendation and reward meeting for households worth ten thousand yuan. The superiors have asked all the brigade to mobilize and report all the qualified households worth ten thousand yuan. You said we are here in Jiapigou

There is no such thing as a poor mountain ravine."

Liu Qingshan was happy: "Grandpa, Party Secretary, why not? Don't we owe a loan of 10,000 yuan to the bank?"

The old branch secretary also laughed: "If we are to select households with a debt of 10,000 yuan, we will definitely pass the test."

The two men joked for a while and then started talking about the main topic. The old party secretary clicked his small pipe and said: "I'm thinking, if we don't have even a ten thousand-yuan household in Jiapigou, it would be too shameful. Qingshan, why don't we

Will your family report it?"

My family is worth ten thousand yuan?

Are you kidding me? In the past few months, Liu Qingshan has really earned five thousand yuan, which is considered half a ten thousand yuan household. The key is that all the money has been spent!

So he waved his hands repeatedly: "Grandpa, Party Secretary, even if our family sells iron and steel, we still won't be able to get enough to get 10,000 yuan."

The old branch secretary nodded: "I also know the situation, but in our village, your family is the richest now. It has sewing machines and everything. If not your family, who will?"

Datou also suddenly became smart and followed suit beside him: "Also, when the greenhouse vegetables are sold, there will be another sum of money, and the chickens raised by Sister Jinfeng will also be money."

"You haven't even seen anything yet, so you're counting on it?"

Liu Qingshan was also speechless. How could he have such a small fortune?

In his understanding: For a household worth ten thousand yuan, you have to snap up a bunch of pictures and get them together, which is exactly the kind of ten thousand yuan.

The old branch secretary was also deeply inspired: "It makes sense, Datou, your brain is really getting better and better."

After boasting, he turned to Liu Qingshan: "Let's put it aside in advance. It's not urgent anyway. The model worker meeting won't be held until before the Chinese New Year. By then, we can sell a crop of vegetables and a large portion of our fattening pigs."

, and the chickens raised by Jinfeng are also about to lay eggs, I don’t know what they will be like.”

After the old party secretary finished talking about the matter, Liu Qingshan talked about the arrangement.

This matter is much simpler. Each family can provide a labor force to cut willows in the willow bushes, and the boss will notify them soon.

The next day, large vehicles and small vehicles left the village and went straight to the wicker bush on the north side of the village. It happened to be two years old and was suitable for making trellises.

Willow can be cut in spring and autumn. This season it is freezing and it is a little late, so it is a little difficult to cut with a sickle.

To cut willow sticks, you use a sickle to pull it diagonally upward. The finally cut strips have a slanted stubble, which makes it easier to insert into the soil whether it is used for clamping fences or making trellises.

With a sickle in hand, every stick of willow, regardless of thickness, is cut off, so that when new branches sprout next year, they will be neater.

Liu Qingshan was cutting when he suddenly heard someone next to him shout:

"Yang Lacan!"

The person shouting was Marshal Zhang. He was holding a cut willow stick. In the middle of the willow stick, there was something as smooth as a bird's egg, about the size of a fingernail.

The surface is gray with brown vertical stripes. This oval-shaped small jar-like thing is the so-called "Yang La Jar".

To understand what Yanglagu is, we must first talk about a local caterpillar called "Yanglazi". This caterpillar is brightly colored and has bristles on its back.

If someone accidentally touches it with their hands, the bristles will dig into the skin, causing pain and itchiness, so this kind of caterpillar that is not easy to mess with is called spicy caterpillar.

The Yang La Jar is used to cultivate the pupae of chili seeds.

In autumn and winter, there are larvae inside, so the jar is closed; when spring comes next year, the larvae will secrete an acid, make a small round hole in the top of the poplar jar, and then drill out.
To be continued...