Duan Mingjing painted for two days, and under Qiao Lan's guidance, he gradually understood the essence of simple painting.
Qiao Lan directly assigned him the first task, which was to go to the fields to draw insects.
When Duan Mingjing heard that he was going to paint insects in the fields, he resisted in his heart.
Duan Mingjing did not hate going to the fields. If his mother asked him to work in the fields, he felt that he would be able to accept it, but he had to go to the fields to draw insects. As a noble son who grew up in fine clothes and fine food, although he is not rich now
Well, Duan Mingjing has the same mysophobia as other noble gentlemen, and even hates insects.
The insect that Duan Mingjing comes into contact with the most is mosquitoes. Whenever he sees a mosquito, he will slap it to death. The second one is a box white insect that his daughter caught.
Even if Duan Mingjing knew that the box of white worms had a name, it was called silkworm, it could spin silk, and the silk it spun was silk, the memory of its fleshy appearance made people sick.
Now his mother asked him to go to the fields to draw insects. Thinking of the dense insects in front of him, Duan Mingjing felt that goosebumps were about to appear on his body. "Mom, can you not go to the fields to draw insects?" Duan Mingjing asked sadly.
Dao. His painting skills were taught by one of the top national masters in the capital when his father was still alive.
Not to mention painting a unique landscape painting, he can at least paint a painting of a beautiful lady.
Qiao Lan immediately responded, "If you don't go to the fields, do you want to bring the insects home to paint?"
To Qiao Lan, it didn't matter where Duan Mingjing painted, what mattered was that Duan Mingjing had to draw the insect.
Duan Mingjing:......
It seems better than going to the ground.
Seeing that Duan Mingjing looked extremely ugly, Qiao Lan thought that Duan Mingjing was probably afraid of insects. She was also afraid of insects when she was young. This was understandable. What she didn't understand was that Duan Mingjing was almost thirty years old.
Still afraid of insects!
In addition to insects, there are also leeches and snakes in the fields. It is common for farmers to be bitten. Fortunately, most of the snakes they encounter are non-venomous cauliflower snakes. Qiao Lan was also afraid of snakes when she first went to the fields.
It rained a lot. When I saw a snake in the field, I could tell whether it was poisonous or not at a glance. I was scared at first, but then I became very calm.
Farmers in the countryside often catch non-venomous snakes when they see them, and they can eat them after catching them home. Even venomous snakes can be attacked by highly skilled and bold people.
In front of eating meat, life and death seem to be unimportant.
Seeing that Duan Mingjing remained silent for a long time, Qiao Lan decided to make the decision for him. "You can follow me to the fields tomorrow. I, an old woman, will help you look for insects in the fields."
Qiao Lan was talking about this, so how could Duan Mingjing, as a filial son, refuse.
I could only hold back my sadness and nod, "Yes, mother."
Duan Mingjing couldn't help but sigh when he thought about going to the fields.
I didn't think much about reading poems to the children in the evening. I read half of the book hastily and then went back to bed, sighing and sighing.
Mrs. Shang was lying on the inside of the bed. When she saw her husband sighing heavily, she yawned and squeezed out a few tears from her eyes. "Husband, please rest early. I will get up early with the old lady to go to the fields tomorrow."
It was good that no one answered him, but when his wife answered him, Duan Mingjing suddenly became full of complaints.
"Why do you think Mom wants to take me to the fields to draw insects? I know Mom wants to draw agricultural books, but I have never heard of anyone who has such calligraphy and painting in their books..."
"Paper is so precious. The drawings and writings that Mom has written on them will definitely not be favored by those literati..."
Duan Mingjing thought a lot about it, and even thought about the disadvantages of these things. However, due to the authority of his mother, he did not dare to say it in front of his mother, or even loudly in the house.
Duan Mingjing was talking to himself, without giving Shang a chance to interrupt. After talking about the complaints in his belly for a long time, Duan Mingqing felt that he was in a much better mood, and he was no longer sad about going to the field.
But when he turned around and found that his wife beside him had already fallen asleep, the light expression on his face disappeared again.
He couldn't understand why Shang, who had always shared joys and sorrows with him, fell asleep?
No one in this family cares about him anymore and cares about his happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness?
Duan Mingjing reluctantly fell asleep.
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Early the next morning, Duan Mingjing accepted his fate and was taken to the fields by Qiao Lan.
The farmers were busy harvesting rice in the fields, and the golden rice fields soothed Duan Mingjing's heart.
Look at this year, it’s another good year!
Duan Ming's sentiment of caring about the country and the people did not last long before he was brought back to reality by Qiao Lan's words.
"...Look at these grasshoppers, 'They are all grasshoppers after autumn, they can't jump around for a few days.' Jing'er, do you know why grasshoppers after autumn can't jump around for a few days?" Qiao Lan picked a saying
Talking to Duan Mingjing.
When Duan Mingjing heard these words, he felt the autumn wind in front of him was slightly chilly. His mother must not be hinting at him!
"After autumn, the weather got cold, and the grasshoppers were frozen to death." Duan Mingjing looked at the grasshopper lying on the veins of the leaves, looked at it for a moment, and added, "Mom, this grasshopper looks like a cricket.
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"This is not a cricket, this is a locust!" Qiao Lan said lightly.
Duan Mingjing:!!!!!!
It turns out these are locusts!
Although he had heard of locust disasters, this was the first time Duan Mingjing saw locusts.
How can something like this be left on the crops!
Duan Mingjing mustered up the courage to use his sleeves to catch the locusts on the veins of the leaves, threw them to the ground and stomped them hard with his feet!
"This locust can easily cause disaster, we can't keep it!" Duan Mingjing said seriously.
Qiao Lan looked at Duan Mingjing's movements throughout the whole process and felt a little funny in her heart.
If she had only heard about the dangers of locust plagues before, she would have regarded locusts as pests.
The so-called pests and beneficial insects are human classification plans for insects. As far as the insects themselves are concerned, there is no difference between good and bad. There is only the impact of different living habits on the natural world. In layman's terms, it is the impact of insects on the surrounding agricultural life.
Learning to control pests should not just kill them, but use their living habits to control them.
"You killed one locust, but there are still many locusts in the field!" Qiao Lan sighed.
"Son, if you see one, catch one. If there is one less insect, there will be one less insect!" Duan Mingjing firmly believed that his behavior was right.
"Hey, you crushed this insect to death. Are you going to take its body back to paint later?"
Duan Mingjing:......
He acted too fast just now, and he forgot about this!
Duan Mingjing immediately changed his mind and said, "Mom... I'm going to find another living locust."
Duan Mingjing raised his legs and was about to leave, but Qiao Lan stopped him.
"Don't worry, I brought you here today. I'm not asking you to catch insects or draw them. I'm going to show you the insects first... let's start with this locust." Qiao Lan said in a long tone.
The mother and son were wearing coarse cloth and walking on the long field ridge, facing the vast farmland, Qiao Lan began to teach Duan Mingjing.
Locusts are everywhere, not only when there is a locust disaster.
It just means that when the locust plague occurs, there are too many of them, forming a disaster.