Chapter 1816
The hermit has his own clever plan
Holding happiness in his left hand and joy in his right, Wang An felt as if he were holding the whole world in his arms, feeling extremely satisfied and fulfilled.
He gave the two little ones a kiss on the left and a kiss on the right, making them giggle with delight.
"Have you two missed your dad? Hmm?" After kissing his two little ones again, Wang An asked with a smile.
"I miss my dad, I miss my dad."
"I miss Daddy, Daddy, hug me."
After Wang An finished speaking, the two little ones replied, though their speech was not very clear.
The two little ones are now three years old and can already speak basic everyday phrases. However, just like their aunt Wang Xiaoli when she was little, these two children don't pronounce words very clearly and have a slight lisp.
Wang An laughed and carried the two little ones into the house. The two black bears, seeing this, circled around Wang An twice before heading towards their den.
It's clear that the two black bears were still a little reluctant to part with their two cubs.
When Wang An entered the house, Wang Yi and his two younger sisters happened to hear the noise and came out of the house, with Xiao Lai and Huang Ying following behind.
Upon seeing Wang An, his two younger sisters, Wang Xiaomei and Wang Xiaoli, rushed over and hugged his legs on either side. Wang Xiaoli, the younger sister, asked excitedly:
"Big brother, did you buy us anything good to eat?"
With both of his legs held tightly, Wang An didn't dare to kick his two younger sisters aside forcefully, and said with a helpless expression:
"Hey, why are you two clinging to my leg? I bought it, of course I bought it. Go, go, let your chauffeur lead you to the trunk to get it."
And sure enough, Wang An's words worked wonders. His two younger sisters immediately released his legs, didn't even glance at him again, and turned to beckon Wang Yi:
"Hey bro, bro, please open the trunk for us, we can't reach it."
"Hey, buddy, hurry up! Why are you dawdling like this?"
Wang Yi glanced at his two younger sisters and said with a hint of helplessness:
"What's the rush, you two? What's wrong with eating a little later?"
Upon hearing this, the two little sisters objected. They turned around, grabbed Wang Yi's hands on either side, and dragged him outside.
Wang An turned around and said with a smile to the two little ones:
"Your two aunts are really useless, aren't they? All they do is eat all day long."
It's unclear whether the two little ones understood, but after Wang An finished speaking, they started giggling, which surprised Wang An.
At this moment, Mu Xueqing came in from outside. Seeing Wang An and his two children interacting intimately, with the two little ones giggling and laughing at Wang An's antics, Mu Xueqing couldn't help but smile happily.
"Before I came back, I saw that the tractor and the Liberation truck were still at home. Did Dad go to harvest the land?" Wang An asked as Mu Xueqing entered the house.
Mu Xueqing nodded and said:
"Yes, we've gone to harvest the corn. Dad said he'll finish harvesting the corn for our family in the next couple of days, and then he can go harvest corn for the rest of the village the day after tomorrow."
Wang An asked subconsciously:
"What about the rice? Has the rice all been harvested?"
Wang An's family mainly grows corn and rice; other grains and beans are few and far between, considered secondary. Mu Xueqing was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled:
“What are you thinking? Our rice is an early-maturing variety, and we finished harvesting it last month. We dried it and put it in the granary a few days ago. That means we harvested more than 750 catties of grain per mu. Dad said that early-maturing crops are not guaranteed to yield a good harvest. It’s really good that our family can harvest this much grain per mu.”
After a pause, Mu Xueqing said happily:
“Dad also said that it was fortunate that you bought enough fertilizer in the spring. Our crops were almost covered with fertilizer, otherwise it would have been good if our early rice yielded 600 jin per mu this year.”
It's clear that Mu Xueqing is very happy and satisfied with the fact that one mu of early-maturing rice can yield 750 jin of rice.
The early-maturing rice mentioned here simply refers to different varieties of rice.
Because whether it's rice, or other crops like corn, millet, and sorghum, they are all divided into early-maturing and late-maturing varieties.
Normally, the yield per acre of early-maturing crops, that is, early-maturing crops, is not as high as that of late-maturing crops.
However, this does not mean that planting early-maturing varieties has no advantages, or that planting late-maturing varieties is necessarily better than planting early-maturing varieties.
Because in Heilongjiang Province, the freezing time, that is, the temperature drops below zero, comes relatively early. Crops are all afraid of frost. If late-maturing crops are hit by a frost before they are fully grain-filled, they will be frozen to death, and a reduction in yield will be inevitable.
Early-maturing crops, although having lower yields, can complete grain filling before frost, thus successfully avoiding the frost.
Therefore, in Heilongjiang Province, planting early-maturing varieties, although with lower yields, is very reassuring and carries little risk. On the other hand, planting late-maturing varieties, while yielding higher amounts, involves a certain degree of risk.
Wang An blinked, asking incredulously:
"They finished harvesting last month? Holy crap, that fast?"
Mu Xueqing walked over and straightened the children's clothes. She turned and glanced at Wang An, saying with some dissatisfaction:
“We planted early-maturing varieties this year, so of course we’ll harvest early. Besides, back in the spring you told us to plant early-maturing varieties, and you also said that the frost would definitely come early this year, and that we weren’t sure about planting late-maturing varieties.”
Wang An nodded, suddenly remembering that there was indeed such a thing.
Because in Wang An's few memories of farming from his previous life, the frost did come very early this year, basically within the last two days.
Crops such as late-season corn, rice, and sorghum, which were not yet fully mature, all experienced varying degrees of yield reduction, but fortunately the impact was not particularly significant.
Wang An said with a touch of smugness:
"Absolutely, don't worry, I'm sure I'm right. If there's no frost tonight, there will definitely be frost tomorrow or the day after."
Mu Xueqing glared at Wang An and said:
"You're really good at bragging. How did you know it would freeze in the next few days? You're just making that up!"
"I have a brilliant plan, hahahaha," Wang An said, and then burst out laughing himself.
There was no way Wang An could say that this was something that actually happened in his previous life, that would be too damn terrifying.
However, the thought that crops in many areas of the Lesser Khingan Mountains would suffer reduced yields this year immediately froze Wang An's smile on his face.
Because it is a very sad thing, a very sad thing.
After discussing the crops, Wang An told Mu Xueqing about his plan to guide Wu Dong into the mountains to suppress bandits. Mu Xueqing frowned upon hearing this. (End of Chapter)