Seeing the family holding buckets, sickles, straw hats, and torn long-sleeved clothes majestically slaughtering towards the wheat field, Guan Xiaojun also wanted to go with his family.

"What are you going to do?"

Guan Yunshan looked at his baby son, "Let's sleep a little more early in the morning, you will make today's breakfast." ”

Guan Xiaojun didn't want to cook, "Dad, I want to go to the field to have a look." ”

"What's so nice about working? Well, there are still toys I bought yesterday in the house, you can play by yourself, don't run around." ”

Guan Yunshan didn't want the child to go to the field, one was that his field was a little far away from the village, and it took him about half an hour to walk, so he felt sorry for the child.

The other is that children are in danger when left unattended in the fields, and there have been cases of children running around in the fields and falling into wells.

At this time, there are two kinds of wells in the countryside, one is the machine well, which stands out and is regarded as a protective fence, and children generally do not fall into it. There is also an old well dug by manpower, the wellhead of this old well is very large, flush with the ground, and there is no railing and other things outside, and the wellhead is very slippery, and it is possible to fall into the well and drown if you don't pay attention to it.

There have been cases of hunters drowning during night hunting.

At that time, there were a dozen hunters carrying shotguns to hunt rabbits, thirteen when they came, and when they gathered in the morning, they became twelve, and by the time they found another person, they had already drowned.

This kind of old well, not to mention people, even small animals fall into it and still can't get out, every year when the well is cleaned, some dead rats and dead insects and other things will be fished out.

For security reasons, Guan Yunshan was unwilling to follow Guan Xiaojun to the ground.

Guan Hongda walked out of the house, "If he wants to go, let him go, it's not bad to dry in the field, take a bag and go to the field to pick up ears of wheat!"

Guan Hongda reached out and touched Guan Xiaojun's head, and looked at Guan Yang, "Yangyang, you are optimistic about your younger brother!"

Guan Yang was like a little adult, nodding with a small chest and saying, "Grandpa, I will take a good look at him!"

Guan Hongda glanced at Guan Yunshan, "There is something at home today, what are you doing with your child staying at home?"

Guan Yunshan did not object, and immediately drove the Wuling tractor to send the sister and brother to a field near the wheat field that had been harvested and only left with wheat stubble.

Putting the two children in the field, Guan Yunshan gave them five cents of pocket money, and drove straight to the wheat field.

In the midsummer season, in the morning when the sky is bright, it is actually very cool, the breeze blows, slightly cool, and as far as the eye can see, there are slightly undulating wheat waves all around.

Unlike the heavy drooping ears of rice after ripening, even after the wheat is ripe, the ears of wheat still point to the sky like a sword.

If you look at rice as a restrained and shy girl in the south of the Yangtze River, then wheat is the heroic swordsman of the north, and the two crops are completely different except for a slight similarity in appearance.

Many years later, Guan Xiaojun once saw a picture of wheat ears painted by a painter, in which the golden ears of wheat drooped heavily and drooped their heads to imitate rice, trying to create a scene of a bumper harvest, which was simply inexplicable, but there were many people who applauded this picture.

At this time, the dew of the night made the ground of the field wet, and a harvest smell mixed with the smell of earth and wheat slowly diffused between heaven and earth, enveloping Guan Yang and Guan Xiaojun standing on the ground.

In the eastern sky, the belly of the fish was white, birds flew by, and there was a faint noise in the distance, which was the beginning of the harvest of other farmers.

Guan Yang and Guan Xiaojun each carried a fertilizer bag and began to bend down to pick up ears of wheat in the field full of wheat stubble.

In the field after harvesting and loading, the farmer will first use a basket to search the ridges of the field, gather the scattered wheat left in the field, and then pull it into the wheat field in bundles. But it won't be clean after all, and the rest will need someone to pick up the scattered ears of wheat.

In this era when people have just gotten rid of food and clothing and even some places are still struggling on the food and clothing line, a stitch and a thread and an ear of wheat are things worth paying attention to, and the most important thing people can see at this time is the waste of gratuitous ends.

There was a popular children's song in this era, and some people would sing it many years later, "I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the policeman......"

In this era, a penny is money, and you can buy a kraft bean.

In later generations, they didn't bend down to pick up a dime on the ground, but in this era, a dime can already buy a lot of things, a small bag of melon seeds, a few needles, a few pieces of sugar, a few rubber bands, a popsicle, a few boxes of matches...... Watching a country circus show is just a dime.

"Sister, do you want to make money?"

Guan Xiaojun picked up the ears of wheat at his feet with his hands and feet, broke the long wheat straw with his hand, and turned his head to look at Guan Yang beside him.

Guan Yang glanced at his younger brother strangely, "Didn't Dad give us five cents just now? It's enough to spend! Besides, where are you going to make money?"

Guan Xiaojun smiled and said, "What can you buy for five cents?"

Guan Yang stood up, stretched out his little hand and snapped his fingers and said, "There are a lot of things that can be bought, popsicles, watermelons, sugar water, apricots, pencils, villain books...... You can also buy a bottle of Coke and two bottles of orange water!"

When she said this, she looked at Guan Xiaojun with a wary face, "Do you want my money? I won't give it to you, I still save money to buy stationery boxes!"

Guan Yang recently saw a classmate at school who took out a very beautiful multi-functional stationery box, with a very beautiful pattern on it, and there were beautiful small cards in the stationery box, and there were many small drawers on it, some put pencils, some put erasers, and some put pencil sharpeners, and also carried small abacus.

Guan Yang asked about the price, and the classmate said that his father specially bought it from a nearby county town, and it cost a few yuan.

In order to buy this stationery box, Guan Yang began to save money before the wheat holiday, and now he has saved a lot in the small piggy bank, which is almost enough to buy a stationery box. However, she decided to save a little more to be on the safe side.

Now when she saw Guan Xiaojun mention the issue of money, she first remembered her small treasury and immediately became vigilant.

Guan Xiaojun said with a smile: "Look at you nervous! I don't want your money, I'm going to find you to partner in business." ”

Guan Yang was even more vigilant, "Do business?"

Guan Xiaojun said: "How much do you say the popsicle is now?"

Guan Yang said: "One dime, one dime and five dime cream popsicles, you don't know." ”

Guan Xiaojun whispered mysteriously: "Do you know how much they cost when they wholesale from the ice cream factory?"

Guan Xiaojun was so mysterious that Guan Yang couldn't help but be careful, and asked in a low voice, "How much?"

"A penny!"

Guan Xiaojun stretched out a finger and dangled in front of Guan Yang and said: "They are in the ice cream factory, wholesale popsicles, one hundred and fifty for one dollar, one hundred cream popsicles for one dollar, and eighty mung bean popsicles for one dollar, how much do you say they earn?"

Guan Yang's round eyes widened, "So cheap?"

"Isn't it?"

Guan Xiaojun said in a seductive tone: "You said that if we go out to sell popsicles, how much money can we earn a day?"

Guan Yang thought for a while and said uncertainly, "How much money do you say you can earn?"

Guan Xiaojun said: "Think about it, if we wholesale one-dollar popsicles, if they are all sold out, we can earn fourteen yuan a day." ”

Guan Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.