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Chapter 287 Small talk

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    Zhao Wentao said: "It's okay, he just won't come back for the rest of his life, and he still has his wife and children!"

    "You can still sell his wife and children!" Mother Zhao said angrily.

    "I just have the heart but not the guts!" Seeing his old lady stare, Zhao Wentao hurriedly said: "Mom, his wife said a few days ago that he would come to work in my rabbit farm after the autumn harvest.  That's it."

    "When will you deduct a thousand dollars?" Mother Zhao was not satisfied with her son's idea.

    "Take your time, the daughter-in-law is no good, just the son, by the way, he has a girl, three of them, I don't believe it, can't you still pay me the thousand dollars?" Zhao Wentao said with a playful smile.

    Zhao's mother slapped him: "I think you've lost some money, and you don't know your surname anymore!"

    "Mother, my surname is Zhao, I still remember this!" After Zhao Wentao finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Mother, don't worry, I know it well."

    "You love so much, I don't care about you!" Mother Zhao saw that it was almost meal time, and went out to cook.

    Zhao Wentao also went out to find Father Zhao.

    It happened that Father Zhao came back from inspecting the rabbit nest with a handful of apricots in his pocket. When Zhao Wentao saw it, he took a basin and washed the apricots. The father and father sat at the small stone table in the open space outside the house and ate them.

    "Where is my uncle Zhao?" Zhao Wentao asked after seeing that the old man's room was quiet.

    "I went to the river to see his ducks." Father Zhao stopped eating apricots: "It's too sour and old, I can't eat it anymore."

    The ducklings and chickens have hatched, and now the ducklings can go down the river. Mr. Zhao goes out to let the ducks and chickens out early every morning, and returns at noon. If the chickens and ducklings don¡¯t come back, he will pick them up at night, anyway.  There are barbed wire fences around, so I can't get out.

    "You don't have to put it every day, do you?" Zhao Wentao didn't feel sour, and ate one after another.

    "Then why don't you use it? This animal is most afraid of being locked up. Go out to let the wind out, run around, eat some bugs and so on, and the eggs they lay are frequent and delicious." Father Zhao said.

    Zhao Wentao smiled and said: "That's right, everyone is afraid of being locked up, and this chick and duckling are the same."

    "That's right. Animals, like people, like freedom. Look at the animals in the zoo in the city. Alas, they are pitiful. They can't come out of cages for the rest of their lives. Speaking of which, people are guilty of crimes!"  Thinking jumped quickly, starting with the freedom of chickens and ducklings, then talking about the zoo in the city, and then talking about the little monkey: "The monkey you raise, don't lock it up at home all day, take it to the  Here, this apricot grows on the mountain, and there is a large piece of it over there, let it eat some, and move around, I saw a few monkeys come here to eat, and they can play."

    Zhao Wentao was happy: "Father, we didn't lock it. It always goes up the mountain and goes to the orchard to steal fruit. I'm afraid that people in the village will harm it. Okay, I'll bring it here someday."

    Seeing his son eating non-stop, Zhao's father said, "Eat less, or you will lose your teeth if you eat too much."

    Zhao Wentao stopped eating, and pulled the apricot pit together: "Father, this apricot is delicious, do you think it can grow from this apricot pit?"

    "Then why can't it grow, but if the apricot core grows out of the tree, it will take a few years!" Father Zhao looked at the apricot core and said.

    "It's okay, let's count when it grows, and I'll bury it in the soil later." Zhao Wentao looked at the apricot tree in the distance, and then said: "Father, I plan to plant fruit trees over there, do you think it's okay?  "

    "If you plan to eat it, then it's fine. If you plan to sell it, then it won't work. Monkeys will come to steal it, and you can't beat this thing." Father Zhao said.

    "Let's eat it stealthily. We don't expect to get rich as much as they can eat. We don't expect to get rich. We count as much as we can sell. The main thing is to plant some fruit trees in this barren mountain and wild ridge. Look at the flowers and eat the fruit. It looks good and is affordable."  Zhao Wentao really didn't intend to sell fruit, after all, people are still looking at meat now, and raising rabbits is good.

    "Then plant it. There are few trees here. If there are few trees, grass will grow. It's better to plant some poplars over there. There is also a riverside. It's beautiful and can give the rabbit more shade."  Father Zhao pointed to several directions and talked to his son.

    At this time, old man Zhao came back, pulling on a pair of liberation shoes, pulling up his trousers, wearing a vest, which was loose, with a piece of clothing on his shoulders, and a shovel in his hand.

    "Hey, uncle, you are dressed as a glorious laborer, what are you doing?" Zhao Wentao said jokingly.

    Old man Zhao scolded with a smile: "Your boy knows how to be glib, the river over there is a bit congested, I'll clean it up!"

    After speaking, the old man put down the shovel, went to the well platform to wash his hands and face, came and sat down, saw the apricot on the table and said: "Is this the apricot from that mountain?"

    &nbspFather Zhao said: "Yes, I picked a few, and they all fell to the ground in the rain a few days ago."

    "I can't be blind, look, I'll have to be dragged by squirrels in a few days."

    "Squirrels still eat apricots?" Zhao Wentao looked curious.

    "Stop pretending to be stupid, kid, squirrels eat apricot cores! You pretend I don't understand." Old man Zhao rolled his eyes at him.

    Zhao Wentao laughed: "Master, you can eat a few apricots."

    "I don't have that kind of food, go and make me some tea."

    "Okay!" Zhao Wentao got up to make tea, and when he came back, he drank tea and chatted with the two old men.

    "I said you are in charge, and I have a suggestion for you." Mr. Zhao took a sip of tea and said.

    "Master, tell me, what's your suggestion?" Zhao Wentao asked hurriedly.

    "Then there are fish in the river. How about you, buy some fish fry and sprinkle them in. We can eat fish next year. If you sprinkle more, you can still sell them!"

    "Aren't they all called ducks?"

    Zhao Wentao also had this plan before, but Mr. Zhao said he wanted to release ducks in the river. He thought it would be better to respect his hobbies. It doesn't matter whether the fish is fish or not.

    Old man Zhao curled his lips: "The ducks can't use such a big river. You put some fish fry in the upper reaches and put a net to catch them. I will put the ducks in the lower reaches without delay. The silt in the river can also be used as fertilizer, which is comparable to  Chemical fertilizer is good. By the way, don¡¯t pay too much attention to chemical fertilizer, you kid. Although I don¡¯t understand that stuff, it¡¯s not a good thing to be able to produce so much food at once.  "

    After hearing this, Zhao Wentao stretched out his thumb: "My uncle sees things uniquely!"

    The old man Zhao said with a smile: "What's unique? I told your father that the use of chemical fertilizers on the land is equivalent to smoking opium. It is comfortable to smoke at the beginning, but it will be over if you smoke too much. The land and people are the same.  , We are not hungry, if we are not full, you can use chemical fertilizers, if you are full, it¡¯s okay to eat less food, don¡¯t worry.¡±

    Zhao Wentao nodded his head and said, "Okay, sir, I will listen to you."

    Father Zhao said: "We wanted to tell you a long time ago that we were afraid that you would think we were old-fashioned. After all, we used chemical fertilizers to get a lot of food. But think about it, this is similar to a person who uses too much force. After exhaustion, the stamina will not be enough." (Note)  Website website: www.hlnovel.com
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