Chapter 298: Wheat Field
In the afternoon, the fiery sun sprayed the earth, and the weeds on the side of the road drooped their heads and were no longer powerless to resist, and the opposite piece of land was in full swing.
The empty sunny barn is also a threshing field.
There are few houses around it, but the production team yard is on this side, with three major houses, a large row of cow and donkey pens, and a courtyard wall.
To the east of the wheat field, there are several large warehouses and budding rice buildings, which are the places where the production team stores coarse and fine grains, and there are large cellars next to them.
The big cellar is specially used to store sweet potatoes and potatoes in the production team, which is very deep and large, and it is the same as the big warehouse hoarding rice building, which is guarded and kept by Ma Sanye.
The reason why it is so lively at this moment is that every year before the autumn harvest, preparations must be made first.
For example, starting to sort out farm tools, such as sorting out the production team's large warehouse hoards and budding rice buildings, and then for example, the wheat field that has been idle for a winter and a spring has to be pressed.
This is a major event for the production team before the harvest of the year.
Tidying up the warehouse hoarding and budding rice building, these jobs are different from the small fights of every household, such as the big warehouse hoarding, how to organize it?
Very troublesome.
First of all, you have to repair the thatched roof on the large warehouse to protect it from rain and snow, and then you have to make sure that the wood of the roof will not be eroded by moisture and cause rot and deformation.
That's not enough, the rat holes around you are also the most important.
Fortunately, it is repaired once a year, and the project is not very large.
But after finishing the barn, I have to continue to tidy up the bud rice building.
The bud rice building in Maliutun is surrounded by rough square wood, so that the service life is longer, and there is no need to replace it every year.
But think that's the end of it?
The key is the inside of the bud building, all the corners and corners must be cleaned, and no dirt can be left.
Don't be unfaithful.
Do you know what a grain of mouse poop is called a bad pot?
As long as the inside of the building, even if it is a small moldy bud rice grain, it has the ability to infect the entire bud rice in the building like a virus.
In the end, we had to replace the dense shelves with buds and old wood. If the shelves fall, the buds will all be smashed.
The north wind has been howling for 39 days, and who has the time to repair the rice building at that time.
But if you don't repair it, it really can't be done, once it is not conducive to ventilation, it will also become moldy.
Even if you divide the food, the reserved food in the team is not everyone's. Therefore, the bud rice building is not only large in area, but also high in height, and the number is even more considerable before handing over the public grain and distributing the grain.
A group of people were busy here, and there were quite a few people in the barley field outside.
Under the scorching sun at the end of July, almost all the strong veterans of the team gathered here, all shirtless and covered in sweat.
Some are responsible for using soil baskets to pick sticky loess, and some are cleaning with a large broom.
The person in charge of cleaning the ground debris also had to write down the uneven potholes on the ground, and when the person carrying the loess returned, he had to fill the pits and smash them with wooden piers.
And that's not all.
smashed it honestly, and people and cattle cooperated with a big stone to roll the threshing field back and forth, and compacted and flattened the threshing field little by little.
This is still a technical job, because the threshing field has a certain slope, and if the rolling is uneven, it is easy to accumulate water once it rains.
In addition, the weight of the big stone mill is not light, although there are animals pulling and running, but the people who follow it are under the sun, not to mention that the people's backs are hot, and they are about to shed a layer of skin, and they have to do these gravity work under the high temperature and can't stand it.
Therefore, Guan Lao Er came over with the loess and deliberately rubbed it next to him, and Guan Youshou didn't want to speak at all. Just want the old scalper to hurry up, he has to drink saliva to slow down his breath first.
"Ping An is going to school this year?"
Guan Youshou rolled his eyes. Nonsense, how old is his daughter, and Ding Ding's eldest child has to run back and forth for several miles every day, and his brain is in the water?
"Why did I hear my little bamboo say that An An also wants to go to school?"
Guan Youshou raised his chin in front of him, signaling him to wait later.
Pulled to the end, it was finally his turn to take a breath, and before Guan Youlu could take the opportunity to get closer, a small hand handed over the open kettle, needless to say, it was his daughter.
"Dad, I'll help you. ”
Cao!
Guan Youshou was so tired that he couldn't speak, raised his head and poured half a pot of water into his mouth first, and exhaled, "The big stone mill is the size of ten of you!"
So save your saliva.
Guan Ping'an frowned and looked at it, she was still worried that her father would become thin and tender after drinking the pool water, so she didn't have to worry about it anymore, she would become black charcoal!
As soon as she was unhappy, she pursed her lips and immediately handed over the towel and took the stinky towel he hung around his neck. In fact, if she came to do it, she didn't need a cow.
It's a pity that even grandpa is against it, otherwise it would be to push the boulder back and forth a few times, what a simple thing, look at her father is as tired as an old scalper.
Guan Youshou drank water, wiped it with a cold towel, and relieved himself, he was also in the mood to joke, and winked at his daughter, so that he could look at Zhao Chuanyuan and them.
- None of them can do it, it's still you Lao Tzu first!
Guan Ping'an glanced at Zhao Chuanyuan, and then at Ma Zhenzhong, who was really tired and became a dog, and almost foamed at the mouth...... Look at this wretchedness.
"What about your brother, why did you come to deliver water?"
"Isn't there still my mother?"
So one of you staring at one?
Guan Youshou looked at the girl with a tanned face (are you sure your daughter is not in a hurry?), and waved his hand, "Go back quickly, it's bad if people come and go and get smashed." ”
Guan Ping'an didn't want him to be tired and worry about her, so he let him take another sip of water, turn around and leave with a stinky towel. If it weren't for the fear of scaring people, she would have wanted to be Comrade Lei again.
It is said that until the wheat harvest is carried out, the next rain will be crushed. If it doesn't rain, you have to carry water and splash it before the wheat is harvested.
No wonder her father burned his eyebrows as soon as he came home before, as if he was either knocking on this or sharpening his knife...... It's just too busy now.
Passing by her mother's side.
- Worse!
Her father was shirtless, and her mother was like rain, and she was acting as the second-in-command, taking over the wooden planks in the bud building.
It's not heavy, but it's different under the sun.
"An An, come here!"
Guan Ping'an squatted under the tree boredly, and when he heard the voice, he glanced at Zhao Qiuyue who was not far away, and continued to lower his head.
"This kid, why don't you obey, heh, hehe......"
Oh fuck you!
If it weren't for the fact that throwing stones cheapened you and gave you a reason to sneak back to rest, this girl would have given you a right now!!
"Sister, come home. ”
Guan Ping'an raised his little arm, waved lazily at the little brother, stood up, grabbed the little straw hat and buckled it on his head.
Alas...... Why don't you grab a handful of drugs and directly pour the medicine to your father?
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