The old li of the city's white city village spent the last two days cramming around the edges of the town, saying that this year's spring was so dreary — the last winter had seen a little snowfall, and the earth was so dry that it could shed two or two dusts. But on march 30th, in the ditches of the villages of south and white, when the teeth ploughed the black soil, the garlic petals fell. In the seven-degree night wind, the breath of the human being is frosted, the garlic is still plentiful, and the roots must be passed under the thaw。
I snuck into the garden this morning, and i ran into wang's sister next door. She's got mud in her fingernails, black dirt in her nails, and she's like, "gots, triangles, petals down! Her family was 55 centimeters wide, her four-legged ditch was so deep that she had half an arm, that she spilled a boiled soybeans on the bottom of the ditch — without fermentation, it was so hot that she spreads it down, and a layer of dirt was like feeding the land. Garlic petals are made of eyes, 10 centimeters away, 15 centimeters away, and rare enough to run rabbits. She said, "squeeze long, have small heads; let's go faster, and the garlic will swell." right? You grow garlic. It's half the scale. Half the size of garlic。
The spinach seed is rear-splattered, shivering on the garlic, then covering the soil and stepping on it. It's not spinach, it's garlic spinach, it's spinach, it's spinach, and when the garlic seedlings stand steady, it's almost old, and it pulls out the chicken. Wang said that she used to cook soybean fat on the mouth of her potato yearn, which was so dry that it was so dry, it was so dry that the soil was so dry and the insects didn't like it。
Drought? Too dry. The first half of the month was rained and the earth was dusted. But sister wang is different - autumn beats are still fashionable, and the word "safer" is not white. She said, "the rain is for heaven's sake. We stole it ourselves. Waiting for rain? When you wait, you'll die." she had planted all the garlic and the onions, waiting for some water to leak from the sky, even if it were to leach a fury rain, the garlic bud could break the ground with wet gas。
I can't hurry. Garbage-smoking early and single-headed garlic can be grafted at the end of june; the onions immediately follow up, the ground is empty, the seedlings are grown in early july, the plantings are moved in august and fat cabbage is brought back in early october. Garlic is the most greasy, and it has to wait until mid-july, when the garlic coat is tightly wrapped and the garlic porcelain is cut. Last year, her husband was in a hurry, and on july 10th, when the garlic was in his hand, he saw it in his hand, and the petals were so tender that they could strangle water, pick it up, and get sour。
This year's work, the man says, "no more garlic!" but two days later, he went to the rally with a plough and bought 30 pounds of onion plant - a small 2. 5, a large three, a very large four, and he picked the middle price and said, “not expensive, nor bad”. Early in the morning, the shovels, the four teeth, the dung forks and the garden were officially planted。
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