Farmers have less leisure time, but people are even busier in May. The sun in May of the lunar calendar is already scorching, and it is the wheat harvest season in the middle of the year. Even in the hospital, you can smell the aroma of wheat and the smell of wormwood blown by the southeast wind. Fresh fragrance.

In the ward, Wang Susu was half-lying on the bed, holding a bright red and huge peach and nibbling on it bite by bite. Wang Zhenzhen was swinging her little feet on the chair beside the bed, peeling rice dumplings to eat. The two sisters were chatting while eating. .

Chen Ling was fanning listlessly beside him, with a worried face on his face.

"What's wrong with you, brother-in-law? Are you suffering from heatstroke?"

Wang Zhenzhen finished eating a rice dumpling, and when he saw him like this, he waved his little hand in front of his eyes.

"You just suffered from heatstroke."

Chen Ling pushed her away, then looked at Wang Susu: "It's the end of the month, why haven't you responded yet?"

"I do not know either."

Wang Susu pursed her lips in depression.

After all the calculations, she would be ten months pregnant by the end of the month, her belly was very swollen, and she looked like she was going to give birth at any time, but there was no reaction from her body.

As a result, she now doesn't dare to exert too much force when going to the toilet.

She is like this, and Chen Ling is not much better.

The day was getting closer and closer, and the child was about to be born, and he no longer had the previous calmness, nervousness, anticipation, excitement, and all kinds of indescribable emotions intertwined together, tumbling up and down in his heart, making it difficult for him to sit still. install.

Moreover, my dreams for the past two nights were all about the baby crawling on me, but when I woke up, I felt empty, with nothing, and the baby was still not born.

Gao Xiulan was carrying a thermos to fetch water. When she came back, she couldn't help but feel happy when she saw Chen Ling like this.

"You, don't hang around here, go out for a walk, or go back and bring the eggs to sell. There is no way to do such a thing. You can only worry here."

It's not that she's a big-hearted mother, but the doctors have said that it's 100% fine for a girl with a body like hers to have a baby. The key depends on when she gives birth.

At least the little guy in Wang Susu's belly has to be fed up enough to figure it out.

"Okay, I'll go home and see my dad. Do you really want to come back with me?"

Chen Ling thought about it. He could only become more and more anxious as he stayed here, mainly because his mood was not right, and his wife and family would be affected as well.

It's not good to make everyone nervous. It's better to go out for a walk.

"No, I want to stay with my sister."

The little girl shook her head, picked up another rice dumpling, peeled it and ate it.

"Okay, I'll go home and call the doctor if you need anything."

"I know, brother-in-law, please leave quickly. Why have you been more verbose than mother these past two days?"

Chen Ling smiled and gave her a headache.

Then we returned to the small courtyard, hitched the ox cart and returned to the village.

He set off at around ten in the morning and arrived at the village at exactly twelve noon. When the villagers saw him on the way, they all asked him why his wife hadn't given birth yet, so he had to say that the baby didn't want to come out yet.

It was rare for everyone to see him look so depressed, so they all started to laugh at him, "You are rich now, just wait, you will be annoyed more often when your baby grows up."

Chen Ling smiled and replied a few words, and finally asked them to go home for a drink later.

After returning home, Chen Ling simply drank a few mouthfuls of water and then went to feed the pigeons.

The pigeons at home have not been moved to the farm yet. They are few in number and do not take up space, and there is no rush.

At present, the three pairs of pigeons at home have all paired up successfully and laid eggs respectively. After about 20 days of incubation, the little pigeons have broken out of their shells some time ago.

There were two little pigeons in each nest, six in total. Chen Ling fed the other pigeons and added water. The three pairs of adult pigeons in the three nests also came out to eat and drink.

After eating, I walked back to the pigeon nest. The naked little pigeons in the nest screamed and stretched their necks, and kept pushing the big pigeons' crops with their mouths and necks.

Seeing this, the big pigeons opened their mouths to hold the little pigeon's mouth, and poured food into the little pigeon's mouth, and the little pigeon moved its neck to swallow.

This is a pigeon feeding.

Speaking of which, it's still a bit magical.

Other birds feed their chicks after they hatch.

But pigeons are fed pigeon milk.

Pigeon milk, that is, pigeon milk, pigeon milk.

Pigeons have milk, which does not mean that they also have breasts. Their milk is still different from that of mammals.

Pigeon milk is secreted by pigeon crops during the brooding period. It is similar in color to soy milk, but if you look closely, it will appear more yellow.

Because it is used to feed young pigeons and is similar to milk, it is called pigeon milk or pigeon milk.

When not mating, laying eggs, or raising chicks.

There is no pigeon milk secreted in their crops.

In other words, just like people, breast milk will not be secreted until you give birth...

But what is different from humans and mammals is that male pigeons also secrete pigeon milk.

The male and female run the house together, raise the chicks together, and build their own beautiful home.

Chen Ling stood aside and watched for a while, and wanted to get closer, but the big pigeons bulged their crops, flapped their wings and screamed "coo coo coo" to prevent him from getting close to the little ones in the nest.

Pigeon.

"Look at how stingy you are, forget it, I'll wait until they come out of the nest and then watch, okay?"

Chen Ling waved her hands, added two more ladles of water to them to relieve the heat, and then put some water into the lotus pond.

Now in the lotus pond at home, there are only a few red eels and some assorted small fry left in it.

Red eels basically do not swim to the surface of the water except when eating, and they are usually invisible to outsiders.

When Shan Mao came here last time, he specifically told him that the two red eels he bought from him produced eel fry this year, which were cultivated by Han Ninggui and others. The eel fry were all red.

So now Professor Han suspects that the color of this thing can be passed on to future generations. It should not be a genetic mutation caused by accidental changes in the environment. Based on the current situation, it can be regarded as a new branch of eels.

Shanmao also said that even if there is no research value, after they raised these eel fry, they spent a lot of money to buy them back last year. Not only did they not lose money, but they also made a fortune.

This is also his pleasure in hunting around for novelties. He has fun looking for them, looks at them, and often finds things he missed.

When he left, he asked Chen Ling to raise those Qinling thin-scaled babies well. If they could grow in scale, he would find a buyer for them.

"There is no need to rush, Qinling fine-scaled baby, or mullet fish, especially mullet fish. If you wait a few years, the value will be beyond imagination."

Chen Ling picked off two lotus leaves that had holes eaten by insects, got up, and caught up with the ox cart and headed out of the village.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the village worked hard for ten and a half days to harvest all the wheat. When we left the village, wherever we looked, the farmland was bare, with only a short layer of wheat stubble sticking to the ground.

New wheat straw stacks were also put up in the wheat field, and new shacks were built.

When Chen Ling passed by with his bullock cart, many villagers were drying wheat. At noon, they spread the wheat flat on the wheat field under the hot sunshine, and then walked back and forth on the wheat with bare feet, wading the wheat.

Make shallow grooves to make it easier to dry.

When they saw Chen Ling passing by, these people stopped and smiled.

"Fugui is back? Has Susu given birth? When can I drink your baby's full moon wine?"

"It's coming soon, I'll call you when the time comes."

…

“It’s almost time to harvest our wheat and rape crops.”

When they arrived outside the orchard of the farm, the father-in-law stretched out his hand and pulled a few wheat ears, put them in his hands and rubbed them, and plump raw wheat grains appeared in his hands, and then blew away the awns and wheat husks on the wheat grains.

Throw it into your mouth and chew hard.

Chen Ling also rubbed two wheat ears, threw the raw wheat kernels into his mouth and tasted them.

The raw wheat grains are a bit rustic, and after a slight chewing, your mouth will be filled with the aroma of wheat. The wheat grains are still soft and juicy.

"Now is the time to eat it raw. A few more southeasterly winds won't do it."

Wang Cunye glanced at him, then walked to the edge of the rapeseed field and pulled out two rapeseed pods, "There are very few greens on the rapeseed pods. If Susu can't give birth in the next few days, let's find some people from the village.

Help harvest the rapeseed first. The wheat can wait a little longer. The rapeseed matures quickly, so we can’t wait any longer. If it rains, it will be left in the ground."

"Okay, I understand, Dad, have you had lunch?"

Chen Ling looked at his father-in-law not far behind him. He was just herding sheep with his little yellow dog.

"I've eaten. It's easy for me to eat alone. Our family eats so much. Are you still worried that I'll be hungry?"

Wang Cunye smiled, and then pointed to the small river at the foot of the mountain: "By the way, there are some wild peach trees and wild loquat trees over there. The fruits are very sweet, and the watermelons are also ripe. You can come back later.

I’ll pick two more when I’m in the county town.”

Chen Ling took a look and saw that he had planted it last year. After watering it with spiritual water, the tree was full of fruits this year.

As for the watermelon, it ripens a little late due to lack of light, but that doesn’t mean it’s not delicious. Wang Cunye tasted one and said it was very sweet and delicious.

"Woof woof woof..."

At this time, Hei Wa and Xiao Jin ran down the mountain. They had not seen each other for many days. They also missed Chen Ling very much. They circled in front of him, shaking their heads and tails vigorously. Their two big tails were like brooms, beating his pants.

They all snap.
To be continued...