Chapter 100 100. The crying little hedgehog

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 100 100. The crying little hedgehog

Winter days are short.

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, the glow was already appearing in the western sky.

Nance helped set up the plastic greenhouse and walked carefully to avoid stepping on the newly planted potato seedlings. Next to the potato field was a wheat field, and a carriage loaded with soil was parked next to it. The wheat seedlings were all covered with snow.

, two workers were sitting on the edge of the field smoking pipes.

The soil in the carriage was mixed and used to spread on the corn seeds, but no one had done it yet, and the soil was frozen hard.

Li Ting jumped out from one side and shouted to the worker Vasily to pull the carriage to the corn field, then break up the soil and mix it with corn seeds to plant them together.

"It's okay, sir, the corn will definitely grow." Vasily replied carelessly.

"Please don't argue," Li Ting shouted in a hoarse voice, "just do as I tell you."

"Yes, sir." Vasily put down his pipe, grabbed his horse and walked toward the cornfield.

Li Ting followed up, picked up a clod of soil, crushed it in the palm of his hand, and kneaded the soil.

The acidity of the land eroded by natural disasters has exceeded the standard to some extent, and plants can hardly survive.

These soils were an important step in his soil improvement plan.

First plant cabbage on the contaminated soil, use the purification ability of cabbage to balance the acid-base index of the land, and then use the soil to cultivate new crops. As long as subsequent fertilizers can keep up, the survival of the crops can basically be guaranteed.

The failure to mix the purified soil into the corn seeds in time could not be blamed solely on Vasily, but it was still annoying.

Li Ting tried to calm down his anger more than once and tried every means to make the plan go as planned, but the reality often failed to go as planned.

Most of the residents in the town were uneducated. Not only could they not understand the meaning of some of his orders, they also thought that he was too old and confused to always make people do laborious and useless tasks. Moreover, there was a serious shortage of manpower.

Vasily came to the cornfield, took out a sieve, and put corn seeds into the ground while breaking up large clods of soil.

After looking at his less than agile hands and feet, Li Ting walked over, took the sieve from his hand, and prepared to sow the seeds himself.

"Where did you plant it?"

"Sir, here." Vasily pointed to a new ridge of land.

Li Ting walked to the edge of the field and finished sowing the ridge according to his own ideas.

He was no longer young. After working bent over in the fields for a while, his back ached and his eyes felt dizzy. So after sowing a ridge of land, he returned the sieve to Vasily and asked him to put the remaining

The seeds are sown.

"Oh, sir!" Vasily muttered, "In the summer, if there is any problem with this field, you can't scold me. You planted it yourself..."

"Well, you can see for yourself in the summer!" Li Ting said breathlessly, "In the summer, you will know how good the harvest will be on the land I let you plant..."

"You are so confident, I believe you." Vasily smiled and pointed to the field over there and said, "The corn harvested in that corn field last year was half of our previous per mu yield. I am really happy."

"Has your family planted corn this year?"

"Ah, sir, of course there is. I sold a quarter of the corn seeds you gave me at the beginning of this year, and planted the rest on my own land."

"Oh, just plant it, I'll go over there and have a look." Li Ting said, turned around and walked towards the end of the experimental field, "Stop talking, be careful to crush the mud. If something goes wrong, don't blame me for hurting you."

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"How could it be! Master, we are all very grateful to you..."

Li Ting walked through the experimental field and reached the foot of the mountain.

Some workers here are building a wooden shed, which is needed by the calf when it grows up. The heavy ax chops down the tree trunk, and the sawyer aligns the drawn black line, and pulls a large pile of wood chips to fall out.

The scene of labor in full swing is very good.

The farmland is in good condition and crops can be harvested next summer.

The calves, chickens and ducks are all growing vigorously and will soon be ready for the dinner table.

Everything was happy and happy. Li Ting walked out of the experimental field and looked up at the valley ahead.

Dusk has fallen, the twilight is vast, and the snow-capped mountains are covered with snow in the sunset, showing a stunning orange-pink jelly texture. If you ignore the danger hidden in the ravine and just look at the scenery, the snow-capped mountains in the sunset are undoubtedly beautiful.

Intoxicated.

But the danger is heartbreaking.

In the past few winters, Li Ting has also encountered the migration of some strange animals, and he had survived the previous few times without any danger. But this year, he has no confidence. According to the news from hunters in the mountains, this herd of wild boars has

There are hundreds of them... His experimental field is at the foot of the mountain, so there is no way to avoid it.

If it were a pack of wolves, he wouldn't be that afraid.

But wild boars are omnivores. They not only eat crops, but they also eat seedlings...

The sun has set behind the mountains, and the shadows have lengthened. The unclearly layered mountains appear darker and larger, pressing down heavily toward the ground.

Li Ting felt a little out of breath.

All this is in vain, he thought to himself. The longing for future agriculture has become a kind of simple despair from the day he fled to this small town. He did not show his loneliness, but as he followed

In Nance's eyes, it became the decadence of a loser.

"It's all in vain," Nance stepped forward and said.

Li Ting looked back at the person who came and was silent.

In the last light, Nance looked him over.

His face looks like he is in his fifties, his hair is starting to turn gray, his body is still strong, and he does not look old. His eyes still exude a light of majesty and calmness, which is natural for people who have had countless amounts of money.

However, there is not much temperament left. Apart from the light, there is more of a sense of decadence. He has been hit hard by society, fought hard, and finally lost.

Perhaps due to the impact of his long-term isolation from the world, there was a sense of dejection floating in his frowning brows and deeply sunken eyes.

"These wooden stakes alone can't stop the beasts," Nance said, pointing to the half-man-high broken fence next to him.

The corners of Li Ting's eyes trembled, and his lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to refute.

But after all, he couldn't find the confidence to refute. He just trembled and walked back to the small building next to the experimental field with heavy steps.

Nance followed slowly behind him.

It was a row of two-story small bungalows. The window frames on the exterior walls and the eaves were all painted with white paint. However, the white paint had been yellowed by the sun for a long time, and became a kind of color that looked like it was blown by the wind and rain.

Drenched in the whiteness of nothingness that loses everything.

The heavy wooden door opened with a creak.

The air was turbid and dusty, as if it were an abandoned house that had been abandoned for who knows how many years.

The white-gray walls were covered with black mold spots, and the wooden floor had been worn so badly that it creaked with every step.

Li Ting entered the door, wiped the sweat with a towel, and then wiped off the dirt on his hands, and then moved out a coal stove. He took a clip and put the honeycomb briquettes he burned into the coal stove, and wiped it with his fingers that were so cold that his skin was cracked.

Matches. His hands are small and black. They are hands that have been working outdoors for many years.

Nance sat down on the stool in front of the coal stove.

There was no decent furniture in this room, just a wooden bed, a rough table, a utility cabinet, three chairs, and everything else was farm tools.

The items on the table were arranged in a mess, with dirty plates, water glasses, pipes and sawdust all mixed together. Only the hoes, shovels and farm tools beside the wall were arranged in an orderly manner, which didn't make me suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Would you like some tea?" Li Ting asked.

"Okay." Nance nodded.

Li Ting brought an iron kettle covered with thick black ash and put it on the coal stove. While waiting for the water to boil, he took out a machete and some wood and started chipping away at the stakes.

The kettle began to steam on the coal stove.

Nance held his head and stared at the spout to kill time.

"You adapted very quickly." Li Ting glanced at him and said, "The amount of time in town is unbearable. Like you, I naturally learned how to pass the time."

"Have you ever thought about going back to where you were?" Nance asked directly.

Li Ting did not answer the question. He concentrated on examining the wooden stake he had cut and placed it next to him with satisfaction. Then he started to make tea and poured Nance a cup from an enamel cup.

The tea is fragrant.

"Thank you." Nance replied shortly.

Li Ting remained silent, filled his pipe with cigarettes, struck a match and lit it.

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, he picked up a piece of wood from under his feet and continued to chip away at the stake.

"It's normal for you to feel uncomfortable, but it doesn't mean that you can't change it. Everyone has a day when things turn around." Nance drank tea slowly and talked to him here and there, "This is not the end of the world. You

It’s not like there’s no way out, there’s no need to make yourself look like you’ve lost everything. You can still work well when you return to the original world.”

"Are you doing a good job?"

"some."

"That's good." Li Ting waved the knife and said, "It's good to be serious and work down-to-earth, otherwise it's easy to have wild dreams. This town is small and poor and cannot afford to support idle people, so everyone is doing their own thing.
To be continued...