Doomsday Boss Busy Farming

With the efforts of these experts, Pang Guanqun's injuries quickly stabilized.

Ren Xiyuan's internal injuries were also stabilized, and the doctor also treated the gunshot wound on his calf. He relieved the inflammation and stitched the needle, and even had a little drip.

However, Ren Xiyuan always felt something was wrong.

The wound has been difficult to heal.

Even if it heals, it will crack again with just a slight movement.

Moreover, the tendons at the wound are always black and can be displayed through the skin after healing, like a pattern, which looks terrifying.

He asked the doctor, but the doctor didn't know why.

They are treated according to gunshot wounds and the medicines they use are the best. Most people can recover slowly after a few days of rest.

But when Ren Xiyuan moved around, he felt his wound hurt so much.

Ren Xiyuan had no choice but to think of other ways.

If this injury cannot be healed forever, he will be no different from a useless person.

After sending Pang Guanqun and Ren Xiyuan away, Yang Fengyue and his rice seedlings can already be planted.

In order to seize the time, they must plant the rice seedlings before the end of July.

Yang Wenyue has been busy all these two days, but fortunately Uncle Fan Er had already hired the sowing machine. The seedlings raised in the fields are also growing very well. They look neat and greener than other people's seedlings.

After seeing this, the villagers kept praising Yang Fengyue: "Full Moon, you are so talented at the beginning of farming. It is really gratifying to see how the seedlings grow."

Yang Fengyue has always had a good relationship with the villagers. She blushed when she was praised and smiled and replied to the villagers: "It's Uncle Fan Er taught me well. I do what Uncle Fan Er said. He will solve any problems for me."

She still has a lot to learn about farming and still has a long way to go, but she is confident that she can make these crops good.

After saying that, I looked at my paddy fields. This large area is her property.

Thinking about it, it's really satisfying!

After planting rice seedlings at the end of July, Yang Wenyue followed Uncle Fan's instructions and cleaned the fields again to make the chicken manure that had been scattered in the fields more evenly.

After all their seedlings are planted, the house can be built.

These days, Yang Fengyue has been staring in the fields. The machine planted rice seedlings very quickly, but some of them were not in place and had to be planted manually.

But not much.

It took them five days to plant all the rice for nearly 40 acres.

The sun at the end of July is really poisonous, so Yang Wenyue only lets the machine work in the morning and evening, and lets them rest at noon.

Moreover, if there are not many machines, just one machine, you have to rest, otherwise the loss will be too great.

At noon, Yang Fengyue and the others also rested. The sun was fierce, and their time was not yet at the point where they had to fight for every minute.

In addition to the machine, Yang Venyue also hired five workers to help plant the unplanted seedlings again, and she and Chen Jiaer also joined.

Stay at home and stay at home to look after the house.

The two of them were almost soaked in the fields in the past five days, and the villagers felt very distressed when they saw it.

But it can't help anything.

I can’t even get busy with my own work, so every household is busy and I can’t take care of myself.

Jiuxiao looked at the two girls' skin color that had become more than one degree darker these days, and was thinking about using some whitening herbal masks for them.

Don’t be over the busy farming season. He needs two black charcoal granddaughters to come back, so that’s not beautiful.

On the first day, Yang Fengyue planned to try to open the machine to plant rice seedlings by herself.

She sat aside and watched the machine master operate: "Master Wang, is this machine working?"

Master Wang focused on the machine and replied: "It's still good, this is the rice transplanting machine that just came out this year, which saves trouble."

Yang Fengyue asked again: "See you are so familiar and easy to get started?"

Master Wang told her a few tips, then stopped the machine and asked her to try it.

Yang Fengyue happily took the steering wheel and began to follow the steps mentioned by Master Wang. At the beginning, she drove very slowly. After all, the fields were not like flat roads, one deep and one shallow. Sometimes she was actually worried that the machine would tilt to the side.

Fortunately, she was very strong and had to stabilize the machine.

After driving twice, she mastered it.

So, she and Master Wang took turns to open these dozens of acres of paddy fields, which was much easier.

Sitting on the machine and watching the paddy fields behind me turn green, it feels really good.

After the paddy fields planted by the machine were completed, Yang Venyue paid the wages and the machine's money, and purchased fertilizers and went home to stock up. After they were busy with this, they still had a piece of land to get started.

On the seventh day of planting rice seedlings, Yang Fengyue and Chen Jiaer rolled up their sleeves and began to plant the remaining six-part fields.

This was specially left by Uncle Fan Er who was asked by Yang Fengyue, allowing them to personally experience and learn how to plant it in the oldest way.

Yang Fengyue knew that there were not so many machines in the end of the world, and many of their affairs could only be artificial.

It was dawn that morning, and she and Chen Jiaer had already exercised and changed into tightly wrapped clothes. Each of them took a bundle of straw that they had got from Uncle Fan's house and went to the rice fields.

The seedlings must be pulled up first, tied up the good luck to the six-part field, and then planted them.

Yang Mengyue has already understood these processes.

She did a lot before.

Because Fan Jinggang often helps her and her master, she will go down the mountain to help Fan Jinggang's house plant rice and harvest rice during busy farming.

She has never participated in sowing seeds, fertilizing and spraying, so she has to learn.

She taught Chen Jiaer how to pull seedlings and how to tie them so as not to hurt the seedlings. Chen Jiaer mastered them after a few seconds.

Seeing that there was not much in the field, the two of them accelerated their movements a lot.

When the sun was hanging on the hill east of Sikun Mountain, the two of them had already pulled out all the seedlings and transported them to the fields.

Next is transplanting rice seedlings.

Yang Wenyue demonstrated a line, and Chen Jiaer followed her and planted the seedlings neatly. The lines were probably not so well-proportioned.

The two of them got a small big piece in a short while, and it was estimated that the six-point field would be able to handle it before noon.

Halfway through the insertion, the two of them ate three buns and a large cup of soy milk. They were placed in the space yesterday by Chen Jiaer, and they continued after eating.

Soon, more and more villagers were walking in the fields, and the two of them could only change the speed of transplanting rice, which made it much slower.

The villagers looked at the two girls' row spacing that seemed to have been measured with a ruler and gave them a thumbs up: "You two are so accurate, there are successors to the farm work in Sikunshan."

The two girls smiled at the villagers: "That's right, I just want them to look neat and beautiful."

No other meaning.

There is nothing to do with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The villagers smiled and left.

It is rare that young people nowadays like to do farm work, so they have to praise and praise.

Otherwise, in more than ten years, the fields would probably be all seventy years old.

Young people have walked out of the mountains, but there are too few people who have come back, and there are almost no one who is willing to dig food in the soil when they come back.

Today's farm work is not just physical work, but also keeps pace with the times and understands various tools and techniques. Young people with knowledge are unwilling to plant it, and the older generation can't do anything about it.

I can only persevere until the day when I can't move.

It was not until eleven o'clock that the two girls were completely busy. They packed up the farm tools, washed their legs and went home.