Those who fight and make trouble either go into the mountains to pick herbs and mushrooms, or go down to the river to catch fish, or study. All kinds of tosses, the holiday will pass in a blink of an eye.

A few days ago, there was still a green crop, and in a blink of an eye, it followed Huang Cancan, showing a bumper harvest. As autumn progresses, the grapes in the mountains are ripe.

The wooden wine barrel in the Guan family's warehouse finally couldn't bear it, and the last drop was exhausted more than half a month ago. Thankfully, the brewing tools from earlier are finally being put to use.

It has been proven that no matter how deep the kung fu is, the iron rod can be sharpened into a needle. For a few days, Guan Youshou and Guan Ping'an, the father and daughter, wasted countless grains, and finally brewed a burning knife.

The wonderful thing is that this time the two of them actually have the same ambition to make a decision at one time, and the extra scum is still the most suitable for raising pigs and sheep.

Of course, it is now impossible to buy piglets and lambs first. can only wait until winter, and there is only a pair of eyes left to ensure that parents can't recognize it before purchasing.

But in any case, with the burning knife, the grapes on the mountain this year will definitely not be able to escape the catastrophe in front of them. This time, Guan Youshou was more ferocious, working overtime to make wine.

Why?

The older the wine, the more fragrant it becomes.

Especially let his daughter marinate more than N cabbage and cucumber radish strips in a large vat, and he can't finish eating, it is better to let him brew wine directly, so as not to make his bear girl whim again.

It's not easy for him to be a man, he finally "threw out" a batch of pickles a few years ago, and now after the summer, his daughter actually moved the idea of the tank again.

Stop!

Even if the wine made from the pickle jar has the flavor of sauerkraut, radish, and what spicy, sweet and sour five-flavor mixtures are mixed in, he also admits it.

In order to make wine, the family can be regarded as busy. That's still the amount of only two large wooden barrels outside, but I can't help but be in a hurry.

It's okay inside the small gourd. With Guan Ping'an's ability to control it now, it saves the need to move around, and saves the need to squeeze a lot of steps.

But why didn't her father believe her?

She said that she wouldn't let the pickle jar smell, and her father nodded casually. The attitude is really perfunctory, and she still doesn't believe it, and she can't get rid of the taste!

"Girl, what are you doing?"

"Make tea. "Anyway, she fried a lot of tea, just used to soak these tea residues and wine residues in the tank to eliminate the taste.

“......”

"What's wrong?"

Not!

It's just that you, Lao Tzu, and I are speechless! Tea slag is also so valuable, do you understand? But how can he teach his daughter these cheesy things?

Money is something external to the body, and it is not brought to life or death...... Guan Youshou recited silently several times in a row, and his heart was finally comfortable, and he didn't feel sorry for the tea residue of the old nose soaked in water.

This terrible girl~

Guan Ping'an smiled slyly, "Daddy, I have a lot of fried tea, and you can't drink it as much as you want." Besides, if there are leaves on the tea tree, won't there be another one?"

Guan Youshou immediately waved his hand heroically, "Yes! What is tea? No matter how precious it is, it is nothing more than leaves." ”

Hearing this, Guan Ping'an even gave Ma Yuer a thumbs up. Her mother is right, she really followed her father to lose!

The two praised each other, but as the days got closer and closer, Guan Ping'an still didn't dare to ask what the situation was in the capital.

She didn't dare to ask her grandfather if she wanted to visit her house for more than half a year, so she could inquire about some news.

Even in order to make her father feel more relaxed, Guan Ping'an tossed the wine, and she began to scourge the precious medicinal herbs in the medicine garden to soak in wine.

It's a pity that her old son seems to be a little numb now. Isn't there a bear and a deer? Daddy, let's have a good time with wine, and in the future, we will close the family to be a family of wine.

Obviously, compared to any scholarly family, Guan Ping'an's so-called "wine family" really attracted Guan Youshou and allowed him to expand his imagination.

Guan Youshou is much more advanced than his daughter.

Without saying a word, Guan Youshou took out the original owner of the small gourd, and the recipes sorted out on the bamboo slips and silk books left by the ancestors of his Guan family, one jar after another, gradually increased the number of medicinal wines.

With his strength, if it weren't for the autumn harvest after the August Festival, Guan Ping'an believed that her father would soon go to buy a jar and an altar again.

The Red Flag School in Wangjiazhuang is still the old rule.

Enrollment begins in the middle of the first half of spring, in addition to the official winter and summer vacations, there is also the autumn harvest vacation, and they still put the summer vacation and the autumn harvest vacation together.

Then, in mid-September, the next semester began. Then because the weather was cold, the summer vacation began again after the wax moon. And so on and on, year after year.

Sowing seedlings in spring, weeding and picking vegetables in summer, harvesting crops in autumn, planing potatoes, cutting millet and sorghum, and building water conservancy trunk lines and river embankments in winter. Again, over and over again, year after year.

It's autumn harvest again.

The sky was not yet clear, the sickles were already flying, the sound of stabbing and stabbing was continuous, the shouting and the carts, and the head of the field was bustling.

This year, each family planted coarse grains in their own yards, and Guan Ping'an also learned the same, and like the big guys, in case the working group came down to supervise the autumn harvest work, they also put it into the treasury early.

It was also from this day that as long as the entire production team could walk, it was all stared at by the old captain and rushed to the battle. Do you dare to take a leave of absence?

One work point is deducted three times.

Fight at night and grab the harvest with the sky. Every year, even the non-staff member Qi Jingnian took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and start working at this season.

I don't know if it was because the snow fell too heavily a year ago, but this year's rain is a lot more than usual. It's okay for crops to rain during the irrigation season, but it's bad if it rains at this time.

I heard that in recent days, the old farmers have often watched the sky at night, saying that there will be an autumn rain in two or three days. It will rain again for the next half month.

This can freak out the big guys. It doesn't matter if the old men are scaring people, but if it really rains one after another, what kind of crops will be harvested?

Captain Ma was even more anxious to pull his big throat, and scolded whoever was slower. In just one night, his mouth was full of blisters.

Hurry up.

The whole production team worked until the night when the chickens had not started to crow, and the lights were carried out until more than ten o'clock in the evening.

On the third day, it was exactly as expected, and it rained when it was said. Fortunately, the old captain had already been reminded by those old croppers and made sufficient preparations.

The rain-soaked wheat field was not exposed to the sun for two days, and there was no way to harvest grain at all. As a result, the Ma family ancestral hall and the rooms in the team courtyard became new venues.

Fortunately, the rain came in a hurry, and it went quickly. As soon as the rain eased, everyone didn't care to change out of their wet clothes and pants, and continued to compete with the sky for food.