Prose about interesting things in the courtyard

In my fifth year of working, I built my own three-room house and had a small courtyard covering an area of ??more than 1,000 square meters. As my life progressed day by day, the small courtyard brought me It brings endless joy and often produces unforgettable interesting things.

My small yard covers an area of ??more than 1,000 square meters, with a cultivated area of ??one acre. There is an iron tube well in the center of the yard, which can be irrigated by a ground water pump. This acre of land can help me. Brought a lot of income.

In the year when we first built the house, the yard was higher in the west and lower in the east, with a height difference of nearly one meter. The two of us spent about a month working from dawn to dusk during our spare time on commuting, using a cart to push the earth. The pads were flattened, and common farm vegetables such as eggplants, peppers, tomatoes, Chinese cabbage, and green onions were planted that year. There was almost no need to buy vegetables for daily use. 18 ridges of beans were also planted on one side, and two silk bags were made after autumn. When I eat millet ground from the millet I planted using a pickaxe, I feel a real sense of joy in my heart.

In the second year, my garden became my experimental field.

In early spring, a day suitable for tree planting, I planted eight varieties of fruit trees, including apples, grapes, plums, pears, dates, apricots, peaches, and cherries. In addition to growing a small amount of vegetables on the vacant land, sea buckthorn and purple locust were also cultivated, and thousands of fast-growing poplar saplings were planted. In the spring of the following year, I bought more than 600 yuan of sea buckthorn, purple locust, and poplar saplings from the nursery. At that time, my monthly salary was only 48.5 yuan. More than 600 yuan was a full year's salary, which really made me happy.

With this opportunity to earn money, from then on, in my small courtyard, except for a few borders planted with seasonal vegetables, most of them were planted with saplings.

In addition to raising sea buckthorn and purple locust, I also raised golden pheasants, apricots and apricots, ornamental tree species and peaches, and the most profitable one is raising mountain apricots and apples and pears. After treatment, the seeds of Sandinia japonica were grown in paper tubes and plastic sheds, and 6,000 dead trees were planted. In the third spring, more than 4,200 plants survived. In the early spring of 2001, I had a net surplus of 6,000 yuan after leaving the nursery. I used this money to exchange for a new household appliance, and the quality of my family's life changed.

During this period, the well I drilled was the most unforgettable. In the early spring of 1992, after I had just planted the apricot kernels, the well stopped supplying water and made a squeaking sound because the well was pierced. I found a wire rope and tied it with a purlin to try to rotate the well pipe. This phenomenon occurred in the first few years. It would be fine if I turned it, but it would not turn. I thought the well pipe was too deep and the pressure was too great, so I dug out the soil around the well pipe. I dug one meter, but it couldn't turn. I dug another meter, but it still couldn't turn. I dug nearly 4 meters in one go. Still not turning. The next day I called a few neighbors and asked them to help me turn the well pipe. When they saw that I had dug nearly 4 meters, they said: What are you doing to turn the well pipe? You have dug so deep, so why not just dig a hole? La, you still have ready-made stones at home. Lao Yongdun's well was not a long-term solution, so he decided to dig a well when Si Hao had no intention of drilling a well.

Drilling wells in rural areas is a major project for living at home. Under normal circumstances, preparations are required. Fortunately, I was relatively popular in my natural village at that time because I knew the professional skills of animal husbandry and veterinary medicine. If any family has difficulties in the breeding industry, just call me and I can help solve it. At the very least, I have to castrate at least 500 pigs for free for the villagers in my village every year. Hearing that I was going to dig a well, nearly a hundred people came soon. Good guy, my originally small yard was overcrowded.

Everyone in my village is a labor expert, and they are all proactive and enthusiastic in helping me. Under the arrangement of the temporary team leader, Brother Ji, they work in two shifts, both up and down the mine; the remaining people go in from outside the hospital. The stones used to build wells in the courtyard were used, and two master carpenters were busy working on the sides of the wells, and all the work was in order.

At around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the well was drilled to nearly 9 meters. When the two water pumps could not see the water, they hurriedly placed the well and built it. The sun had not yet set, and it was 9 meters at a glance. A large stone wall well with a water depth of 2 meters was built. Since then, there has never been a water shortage in my courtyard.

The most interesting thing happened one day in the autumn of 2002. At that time, all the fruit trees in my yard were in their peak fruiting period. In particular, apples and slag fruits are hanging all over the branches, looking fiery red from a distance. It's amazing that that afternoon, two gentlemen in their 30s drove a four-wheel tractor and parked it beside the outer wall of my courtyard as if there was no one around. I jumped out of the car, climbed the wall, jumped into the yard, climbed the tree, and picked apples. Probably these two people must know our family very well. The adults go to work and the children go to school. There is no one at home during the working period. But when the neighbors saw it, they thought they were acquaintances and no one took it seriously. Later, neighbors said that the two men were so quick with their hands that they filled the tops tucked into their pants in no time. Or maybe they were in a panic and climbed the wall from the corner to go out. Maybe it's because my courtyard wall is too high, or maybe the two of them picked too many fruits and were too heavy. They jumped out from the corner twice and didn't get on the wall. Under the corner is a side pit, covered with shoes. There were no cotton tiles, and due to the heavy rainfall that year, the toilet pit was already full of excrement. Although I was very hard-working, I just didn’t like the job of cleaning the toilet. I don’t know why the two gentlemen were carrying it like that. They jumped up and down and broke the asbestos tiles on the toilet. They fell into the toilet pit and took a excrement bath. According to neighbors, the two men had been crawling in the corner for a long time. When they came up, they were covered in feces.

It happened that I encountered this scene when I got off work. The two people saw me lowering my red face and said over and over again: This is your home! sorry. When I saw the color on their bodies, I wanted to vomit. They both pulled their clothes out of their trousers, and the red apples fell to the ground. It was really dumbfounding. The neighbor, Brother Gong, took a shovel and threw the apples on the ground into his pig house. The old sow had a meal of apples soaked in manure and water with a unique flavor.

The memory that I will never forget is that I learned how to quarry stones to build the wall of the courtyard. The quarrying of stones damaged all the fingers on my right hand, and even now the nails have not grown completely. .

Stones are found less than 500 meters away from my courtyard. However, stone mining is a purely manual job, and it is also a technical job. If you don’t work hard, you can’t move the stones out. If you don’t know the technology, A large stone that looks like one piece cannot be divided into small pieces. I used my spare time after get off work to go to the quarry many times to study and observe how the quarrymen used steel drills to break stones.

My wife and I borrowed a steel drill and started quarrying. We couldn’t quarry for the first few days. After a few days, we found a trick and the daily output increased hour by hour. One department faked nearly a hundred cubic meters. Later, these stones were used to build a 148-meter-long wall and build three warehouses. On the last day of the vacation, I was so excited when I looked at the piles of fruits of labor that I accidentally hit my ring finger with a steel drill. The nail almost fell off. It was so painful that I couldn't sleep at night.

Whenever I teach children to love labor, I often say: The work of quarrying stones is really tiring. In the sweltering quarrying pits in the dog days of summer, the heat is indescribable. It hurts so much when I hit my finger.