The paulownia trees outside the door raised purple clouds from tree to tree, and the rain gradually increased. This is the time to welcome the last solar term of spring - Grain Rain. Grain Rain, spring rain increases, "Rain produces hundreds of grains." In the city, peaches and plums are in full bloom, and peonies are in full bloom. Mountain villages have begun to enter the busiest sowing period.
"It's rainy days to sow corn under the corn." The largest pieces of land in the mountains are reserved for corn. "The misty spring rains start the spring plowing." After plowing, the harrows were leveled, and corn seeds were placed in the seeder. My mother pulled the seeds in front, and my father held the hand. In one morning, the corn seeds were sown. Farmers like corn and sweet potato rice. This rice is the most nourishing...
"Sweet potatoes are planted before and after Grain Rain, and one tree can harvest a large basket." I bought a few handfuls of sweet potato seedlings from the market and cut them off with scissors. Some roots. When planting sweet potatoes, you have to wait until the sun reaches the other side of the mountain to avoid wilting as soon as you plant them in the soil. Sweet potatoes are enough for half a year. My mother carefully planted the seedlings, and my father went to fetch water from the well. My mother carefully watered the delicate seedlings with a gourd and gourd, her face full of joy.
After dinner, we have to continue working, peeling peanuts, and it’s time to plant peanuts. We call the mountain behind the house the back slope, which is made of sand. This territory is occupied by the Peanut family every year. "Peanuts in sandy mountains are soil and food." Unless there is an extreme natural disaster, the oil squeezed from peanuts at home would be enough to feed the whole family for a year.
Often when I have a good dream in the morning, my father who is busy with spring planting will come back from the fields. He first went to the south to sow sesame seeds at dawn. After planting the sesame seeds, it was still early to see that it was getting dark, and then he went to the ridge of Beigou to sow small millet seeds.
There is an interesting story about growing cotton and sorghum in my memory, which almost made my parents, who usually live in peace and harmony, have a falling out. The landlady next to the river wants to plant some sorghum, saying that the children will eat sorghum noodles to strengthen their bones. But my mother said: "You don't grow cotton on that piece of land by the river. How can you give your daughter a dowry when you see it? Don't argue with me." My father was unhappy for a moment: "On that piece of land, you can grow flowers and make quilts. I can't even sew half a quilt in twenty years!" After arguing for a long time, my father and mother each gave in. Half of the land was planted with sorghum and half with cotton. Now, the sisters are all married, and the land is still half sorghum and half cotton. My mother said that after picking the flowers, she wanted to make cotton-padded jackets and trousers for her grandchildren. Nothing was as warm as the flowers she planted herself.
The third month of the lunar calendar is really a busy time, and we should seize the time to plant various medicinal materials. Planting gastrodia elata, platycodon, bupleurum, poria, and blood ginseng, they are busy anyway. There were fewer people chatting under the big ginkgo tree at the door. We met on the street and bumped into each other. We each carried hoes and formula heads and asked casually: "What else has not been planted in your house? What has been planted? Hurry up, it will be too late if you don't plant it." "Well, hurry up! Hurry up!"
When March is too busy, parents often call their daughters home to help them, so as to encourage others. Even if you help your parents sow a grain of millet, you can reap all the love in the world.