Chapter 5: Let them be hot!

  The sun climbed over the mountain, and Sun Zhenxiang and his wife got out of bed with a rustling sound.

  Sun Zhenxiang opened the door, stood in the morning light to comb her hair, used a black card to tidy up her hair, then pressed a bucket of water from the well in front of the window and washed her face. The clean underground water splashed on her face, feeling cool and refreshing.

  The gate creaked with a knock at the door. Zhao Bingxing went to open it and said, "How did you get here so early?"

  Sun Zhenxiang looked up to see Zhao Yang, hastily washed his face a few times, dried it with a towel and said: "Yangyang, why are you in such a hurry? Are you taking the first bus? You should have told me earlier, I would have cooked for you!"

  Zhao Yang smiled with a mouthful of neat white teeth and said, "Aren't we going to spray medicine on the fruit trees? I won't go see my master for now!"

  Zhao Bingxing coughed and said: "Do we need to buy that pesticide at the village store? Alright, you go get it from Zhenbei later!"

  Zhao Yang smiled mysteriously and held up the bamboo basket behind him, saying: "No need to go get it, the medicine is here!"

  Zhao Bingxing only then saw Zhao Yang carrying a bamboo basket on his back, inside was a pile of leaves and grass. He took the bamboo basket from Zhao Yang's hands and found it to be quite heavy. When he flipped it over, at the bottom were actually several clumps of dirt and stones!

  Sun Zhenxiang flipped it over and asked, "Can this really cure insect bites? Isn't it just a leaf?"

  "Of course! This is a non-toxic and pollution-free pest control method passed down by my master!"

  This method was thought up by Zhao Yang last night, and he personally caught common pests on fruit trees to experiment. He went up the mountain to pick herbs before dawn today, fortunately, he had an impression of where the herbs were located, otherwise, he wouldn't have returned so early!

  Since it was what Master Zhao said, Sun Zhenxiang didn't say anything else. Seeing that Zhao Yang's clothes were all wet, she reached out and wiped his neck with her hand, saying: "Look at this sweat, go take a bath and change into some clean clothes, Mom will go cook!"

  "No need to change, anyway it'll get dirty again soon! And there's no rush for breakfast either, I have to go prepare the medicine first!"

  Zhao Bingxing followed Zhao Yang to the orchard. Sun Zhenxiang wanted to see how these herbs were used to kill insects, but she had to cook at home.

  After finishing cooking, Sun Zhenxiang waited left and right but didn't see the two of them coming down to eat. She thought that maybe when she was sending food to the field, Zhao Yang followed behind Zhao Bingxing who had his hands behind his back and came back.

  Sun Zhenxiang hurriedly went forward and asked: "Old man, is Yangyang's method effective? Can it cure the insect?"

  Zhao Bingxing's mouth twitched and he said, "You'll know in a moment!"

  "Don't worry, Mother, I've got it under control!"

  Sun Zhenxiang finished eating in a few mouthfuls, and was eager to see how to use the leaves, grass roots, medicine, and insect eggs. Was it to burn them into a soup and spray it on the trees? Even ten mu of land couldn't be sprayed that quickly! She kept urging her grandfather and father, and after they finished eating, she put the bowl in the pot, first soaking it in water without washing it, and hastily led the way to the orchard.

  As they walked into the orchard, Sun Zhenxiang tightly grasped Zhao Yang's hand and said, "Son, are you calling out to the insects to come eat?"

  Only in the orchard, every few meters there is a large pot, inside which the medicinal broth is constantly boiling, and the medicinal vapor is overflowing. The smell is strange, not the usual medicinal flavor. On the fruit trees, the rustling sounds are everywhere, and the insects that are usually invisible are crawling all over them.

  "Hurry up and stop! Are you afraid they won't eat enough or fast enough?"

  Zhao Yangqiang took a deep breath and looked carefully, saying: "Mother, don't worry, look at them, they're just crawling, not eating the leaves!"

  Sun Zhenxiang took another look, and there were even more insects. She quickly looked away, rubbed her arm, and said: "It's too disgusting! Husband, do you see the insects eating the leaves?"

  Zhao Bingxing took a closer look, let out a sigh of relief and said: "This is strange, these insects are just running around, they're not eating the leaves... Xiaoyang, what were you thinking?"

  Zhao Yang's eyes rolled around and he smiled: "Can't say! If I say it, it won't work!"

  Suddenly heard the sound of chickens coming from the yard, only to remember that the chickens had not been let out yet. Because it was in the wilderness and at the foot of the mountain, the chickens were all locked up in their nests at night.

  Zhao Yang opened the door of the chicken coop, and a big rooster with red feathers and black tail rushed out first. He called this rooster Xiao Hong, the king of the chickens.

  Only Little Red rushed straight into the garden, flapped her wings and picked up a rolled-up leaf insect, stretched out her neck and swallowed it. The flock of chickens followed behind, and she showed off her gentlemanly demeanor, picking up insects and clucking to feed her "beloved concubines".

  In the flock of chickens, there was also a white rooster. It jumped directly onto the tree and pecked at it as if picking up grains of rice. The branches shook violently, and soon four or five insects fell into its belly.

  Little Red was surrounded by four or five hens, she was busy and happy, jumping up to catch insects on one side, and clucking to feed them on the other. Some bigger hens were self-sufficient, jumping onto trees to catch and eat insects on their own.

  Zhao Yang's parents were stunned. In the past, this group of chickens would also come to the orchard to catch some insects to eat, but they had never been so excited like today!

  Sun Zhenxiang asked Zhao Yang, who was watching with great interest: "Yangyang, you wouldn't want our chickens to eat all the bugs, would you? There are only a few chickens!"

  Zhao Yang looked at Sun Zhenxiang in surprise. What she said was not comprehensive, but it had already touched on the essence of the matter!

  Last night, Zhao Yang thought for a long time. At first, he also thought of poison. With herbs and minerals, highly toxic poisons can be made, and the insecticidal effect will not be worse than ordinary pesticides. In this regard, he is confident! However, how big is the difference between this kind of herbal medicine and chemical products? In the process of pest control, there will definitely still be residual drugs on the fruit trees and fruits. The question is whether these residues can be decomposed by the fruit trees or left behind, which he is not sure about!

  Since he didn't have a good grasp, Zhao Yang shifted his thinking to other aspects. In recent years, ecological orchards have gradually entered people's field of vision, and the mode of ecological orchards relies entirely on manual and bird-based pest control, so there will be no pesticide residues. His family has more than ten mu of land, and even if they do it manually, a ten-mu orchard would require picking one by one, which would exhaust people! Not to mention that there are many caterpillars on the apple trees, just thinking about it is unbearable! The only thing left is to rely on birds! Zhao Yang's orchard happens to be at the foot of the mountain, and the species and number of birds on Yulong Mountain are numerous!

  The problem now is how to lure the bird out.

  Because people use a lot of pesticides, these birds don't often enter the orchard anymore, especially when farmers spray pesticides, there are even fewer birds in the fields.

  However, Zhao Yang soon came up with a solution. You're not coming, are you? Just like the baozi shop, steaming hot and fragrant big buns are placed in front of pedestrians, people will naturally come to buy them. If he makes these insects into "steaming buns", can the birds not come?

  Zhao Yang's experimental medicine last night was just what made these insects feel hot! Think about it, a worm that runs around and crawls all over the place, releasing its body odor due to the heat, isn't it just like a "hot steamed bun"?

  Of course, he had experimented with those drugs and they did make the insects feel hot, but whether or not they could attract birds was still uncertain! So, he left a back-up plan, if the birds couldn't be attracted, as long as two other medicines were added, it would immediately turn into a pot of poisonous medicine! It's just a pity for these pots!

  Zhao Yang didn't say a word either, standing there with a calm face. His parents were full of hope that the next moment all these worms would fall to the ground and die.

  Half an hour has passed...

  An hour has passed...

  The sun rose higher and higher, the temperature was already very high, and sweat began to seep out of Zhao Yang's face. He clenched his fists, encouraged himself, wait a little longer, wait a little longer! Maybe birds will come soon!

  The chickens in the house were soon full, and Little Red strutted around proudly, surveying his territory. When he saw the white rooster with ulterior motives, he immediately jumped over to fight him, defending his "red crown"! The hens, on the other hand, dug holes in the ground and lay down in them, while others ran into their prepared nests to lay eggs.

  Zhao Bingxing pushed away the little black thing beside him, looked at the orchard, and then looked at Zhao Yang's anxious face, saying: "Xiaoyang, what are you thinking? Does that method work? Is it different from Huanghai and our place? Otherwise..."

  Zhao Yang smiled wryly in his heart, thinking that his father was trying to save face for him! Just as he was about to use his trump card, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound in his ear! He looked over and exclaimed with delight: "Dad, Mom, look! It's bees!"

  Although a large amount of pesticides are used in the orchard, when the fruit trees bloom, bees will arrive on time! Of course, after being sprayed with pesticides, they will leave!

  Sun Zhenxiang said: "This kid, what's wrong with you? You're not like you've never seen it before!"

  Zhao Yang smiled and said: "You just watch!"

  It's not entirely accurate to say they're all honey bees, among this group of wasps from the orchard, some are indeed honey bees, but there are also horseflies of varying sizes! Honey bees collect pollen and nectar, while horseflies love those plump insects even more!

  This is just the beginning!

  The second batch has a significantly increased number! Among them, various types of hornets account for the majority!

  Seeing a large number of wasps, Zhao Yang and the other two people quickly returned to the house. Xiao Hei was initially very curious, jumping up and down to reach the wasps, but after being stung on the nose, he immediately let out a cry and ran into the house, rolling around the three people's feet. Zhao Yang hurriedly hugged him and squeezed a few drops of some plant juice onto his nose, only then did he calm down.

  By the time the third batch arrived, they had formed a veritable air squadron! Buzzing loudly, one by one they charged towards the various insects that were still stirring restlessly!

  Sun Zhenxiang looked at Zhao Yang in disbelief and said: "Yangyang, what's going on? Why are there so many wasps?"

  Zhao Yang felt delighted in his heart and burst out laughing, saying: "Just wait! There's still a good show to come later!"

  Sun Zhenxiang's eyes widened as she pinched a layer of skin on Zhao Yang's arm, gritting her teeth and saying: "Speak!"

  Zhao Yang immediately became honest and said what he thought.

  Sun Zhenxiang straightened Zhao Yang's clothes, gave Zhao Bingxing a white eye, and sighed: "Look, this is my son! Much better than those who secretly embezzle money!"

  Zhao Bingxing choked on a mouthful of smoke in his lungs, and took a sip of water to glance at Sun Zhenxiang, wondering if she had discovered something when she said that.

  Zhao Yang's words were immediately fulfilled!

  First, several mountain magpies and crows flew into the garden, followed by a few sparrows.

  Especially sparrows, when they fly back, another flock of sparrows lands in Zhao Yang's orchard!

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