The new year is coming, and it's time to prepare new year goods. Compared with last year, there are more bazaars in the suburbs of Beijing.

After the winter vacation, may day, who arrived home earlier than Ping'an and June 1, fulfilled his promise and actually accompanied Miao Lishan and Zhou Jiao's mother and daughter on the street for two days.

The market has always been crowded, jostling each other, people of all colors stay in front of all kinds of goods, carefully compare, slowly select and haggle.

Zhou Jiao knew that her son was not used to such a leisurely state. Besides, they could take the guard out of the house, so she set him free.

With the early departure and late return of May Day, it is said that the wing rooms of the second courtyard are full of Red Spring Festival couplets, not to mention the main room and the main room.

Zhou Jiao listened to Aunt yuan, who often used to deliver lunch to May Day, but she didn't care. She is still confident in her son's ability to handle affairs.

What's more, during this period of time, her attention has to be focused on the old house, where she is experimenting with a small anti season vegetable project.

Why did she have a sudden whim to do something out of season vegetables?

This is to mention the fruits and vegetables from the south that Geng Dazhi brought back.

In the past years, Zhou Jiao had space, so she put up some shelves in the kitchen. With these shelves as a cover, she didn't care much about the kinds of food she could eat.

But since they had these fruits and vegetables from the south, not only his parents and Zhang Guoqing had a good appetite, not to mention, but also the three brothers of Ping'an, who had always been a voracious eater, were happy to take more when they came home at the weekend.

Zhou Jiao can't forget how much effort she spent to correct her sons' partiality. Although they grow up much better.

If she has the ability to give children a better life, why doesn't she give it a try first. In any case, the oil futures have been sold out, and the managers have found a good place.

Now when she is free, she is not in a hurry to change her job. It seems that she has nothing to do except go to work and get off work.

Therefore, with this out, in late autumn and early winter, Zhou Jiao put her claws to the vegetable field in the back garden of the old house.

Uncle yuan and aunt yuan were old farmers, and they cherished the vegetable garden most. In their eyes, nothing was as beautiful as that garden.

With their careful service, to the early winter, covered with a lot of straw they specially came to the garden, actually left a few small green seedlings.

Although frozen estimate also can't be long, but does not hinder Zhou Jiaozhen to move the mind.

Because of the temporary intention.

The ground was almost frozen, but Zhou Jiao clung to the idea of trying, burned the ground with the straw and straw that had transported the stone and seed materials before.

She has theoretical knowledge and contacts, and Yuan Shu is a good farmer.

The two were perfectly matched.

Today, although the vegetable garden in the backyard garden is not very large in area, it has been erected with low-rise greenhouses supported by bamboo poles and tarpaulin.

According to the book of Han Dynasty and biography of zhaoxinchen, taiguan garden is planted with spring onion, leek and vegetable Ru in winter, which is covered with the house veranda. The fire is burned day and night, and the warm Qi is born... "

In ancient times, there were greenhouse vegetables, but up to now, they have not been popularized, let alone become an industry.

Why?

Because it costs too much!

It is not difficult to see from the fact that "covered with house veranda, burning accumulation day and night" can be seen that in the past, vegetables had to be planted in the house, which also needed to be burned day and night to keep warm.

Zhou Jiao is familiar with the theory of vegetable greenhouses of later generations. Of course, she can't grow it in her own house, but it is limited by the lack of certain materials.

She is now the whole small experiment to play, decided that once successful, she would directly give it to the Department of agriculture in the unit, so that comrades can further detailed planning.

Once the anti season vegetable project is set up, it will not work without them.

This one shed, that is, she, can't be replaced by another person. In an era of ticket purchase, it can't be realized.

Now it is time to harvest, Zhou Jiao's attention is all on this.

At the moment, she bent down and squatted on the ground to check the condition of a mushroom on the ground, and then turned her head to look at a small ridge of leafy vegetables, leeks and so on.

One side of Yuan Shu has long been smiling into a chrysanthemum, "I see, up to good, really big winter can eat fresh vegetables."

"It's hard for uncle yuan."

"It's hard. I'll pick the ripe ones for you. Shall I take them to the courtyard or take them back on the way back from work? "

"You'd better wait for me to take it back from work, and you won't go out in the cold. Don't be reluctant to eat. Remember to ask my aunt to cook more dishes for you

"Ha ha ha..."

"Don't laugh. How much can the family eat? No matter how much more, it's better for you to eat more. "

Hearing this, uncle Yuan said with a happy smile: "OK, next year, let's make a big one. Then we can eat whatever we like."

"Good."

Zhou Jiao agreed.

But understand that he won't have a chance next year. Now it seems to have been a success, and he is mainly responsible for this greenhouse veteran, no accident will be called.However, Zhou Jiao did not speak in advance.

Anyway, this is a good thing. Maybe uncle yuan can get a formal job. It's good to have a job, but I don't always keep my old house. I still have a retirement job to get in the future.

"Have you seen the yard over there? Good guy, I can pull away a lot of cars every morning. I see they are busy.

But I've been looking at it for several days. Sometimes I'm busy. It's noon. I can't even eat a bite of rice on May Day. You can stop by and have a look

Uncle yuan has said it several times, but Zhou Jiao doesn't go to her heart.

Now she said that the child was too busy to eat. She was moved in her mind, took a look at the time on her watch and decided to go there in person.

She doesn't object to the fact that children use their holidays to make a little money, but it shouldn't be.

In winter, hutongs are back to their original vitality.

In the corner, there are old popcorn people who have disappeared for a long time, and children standing in line with cloth bags.

And the children nearby who are making snowmen and playing snowball fights add life to the scenes.

Not far away, a street, near the non-staple food store, the door is still hung with thick curtain, but how can not stop the rich fragrance of chestnut when fried with sugar.

Zhou Jiao glanced at her second yard not far from her eyes, lifted up the door curtain and weighed a Jin.

Her family may day is the best, especially in winter.

By the time Zhou Jiao entered the courtyard, nearly an hour had passed.

Seeing that she was only half an hour away from work in the afternoon, she was a little annoyed that she was afraid of the cold and troublesome, so why didn't she ride a bicycle?

She pushed the gate of the yard and made a squeaking sound. There was no bolt in the door.

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