Even if Zhao Ziqiao said so, Zhao Dehua, as a father, still felt that he couldn't ask for Zhao Ziqiao's money, after all, Zhao Ziqiao is now in the rising period of his career, and there are many places where he needs money, and he heard his sister say that his son plans to rent an ancestral primary school, what kind of homestay he plans to do, and what kind of hybrid plan for wild boars and domestic pigs, which one of these things does not need money?

Now Zhao Ziqiao has made some money, but he will not spend it lavishly, for the 10,000 yuan given to his sister's family, if it weren't for his son's very firm tone, he felt that it would be enough to give a few thousand yuan, after all, as Zhao Ziqiao's father, he said that he was not towards his son, and he had no selfishness, it was impossible.

"Okay, then I'll take the money. When Zhao Dehua was organizing the language in his heart, Liu Fang smiled and spoke.

Hearing his wife say this, Zhao Dehua couldn't help but look at her, Liu Fang saw Zhao Dehua's eyes, glared at him slightly, and said: "This is our son's filial piety to us, why don't we accept it?" Besides, I just keep it for my son, waiting for him to marry his daughter-in-law." ”

Zhao Dehua shook his head helplessly, can he understand the thoughts of his wife who have been with him for more than 20 years? She just enjoys her son's filial piety to her, it doesn't matter if she has money or not, and what she said is not unreasonable.

Zhao Ziqiao just started listening to it, and he was quite happy, but when he heard Liu Fang's last sentence, the look on his face suddenly stiffened, how old is he?

Just when Zhao Ziqiao was worried about whether Liu Fang would ask him if he had a girlfriend with the topic in her mouth, Zhao Yunfang walked out with a smile and asked, "Are you three finished whispering?" ”

Seeing Zhao Yunfang come out, Zhao Ziqiao subconsciously hid the black bag in his hand behind him, he was afraid that after being broken by Zhao Yunfang, Zhao Yunfang would be very disgusted to refuse his kindness.

Liu Fang heard the sound of the black plastic bag rubbing in Zhao Ziqiao's hand, smiled on his face, and said, "Sister, we're alright, when will we leave?"

Zhao Yunfang saw Zhao Ziqiao's small movements, and was a little curious about what this kid was in his hand, why he was afraid of being seen by her, but when he heard Liu Fang's words, he said with a smile: "If you're okay, let's pack the things and go." ”

"Okay, we'll come over and help too. Liu Fang said a word, and immediately pulled Zhao Dehua towards the house, ready to help Zhao Shandong load all the necessary farm tools onto the cart.

Seeing that Liu Fang and Zhao Dehua had gone in to help, Zhao Yunfang didn't think about Zhao Ziqiao anymore, and followed a few people to load things on the cart.

The farm tools were loaded onto the cart, and the cart was pulled by Zhao Shandong, and Zhao Dehua was on one side to help prevent the things on the cart from falling, while Zhao Yunfang, Liu Fang, and Zhao Ziqiao followed behind.

On the way to the rice field, some familiar villagers greeted each other with a smile, and when they saw Zhao Dehua, they even smiled and asked 'Dehua came back to help?' and other words, and the emotions between people in the village don't seem to become strange with how long you move out.

Dragged the cart along the main road leading to the rice field to the edge of an agricultural irrigation canal, here, the cart could not enter, and could only rely on manpower to move things over.

The irrigation canals that run through the entire farmland are plastered with cement, which were built seven or eight years ago at the expense of the government, and have played a very good role in the irrigation of the farmland. After going to college, Zhao Ziqiao, who had been listening to land requisition and demolition, saw this irrigation canal again, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

When Zhao Ziqiao was thinking wildly, his uncle and his father had already unloaded the threshing machine on the board car, and the two of them carried the threshing machine on their shoulders one after the other, and walked forward on the cement surface of the irrigation canal.

Since I have this irrigation canal that leads straight to my farmland, the journey to my farmland is much less than when it was not repaired, and there will be no slippery roots.

Seeing that his father and uncle had already carried the threshing machine away, Zhao Ziqiao was not idle, carrying other utensils placed on the cart, and followed quickly, while his aunt and mother followed behind with a smile.

Zhao Shandong and Zhao Dehua put the threshing machine on the side of the irrigation canal, which did not affect the road traffic on one side, Zhao Dehua looked at the ripe rice, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Today's harvest is good!"

Zhao Shandong nodded, this year's rice ears are full of grain, there are almost no empty grains, and the rice ears of each plant are heavy, which should be able to weigh more than a hundred catties in previous years.

"Master, what's the matter? I just walked such a way with the threshing machine, and my shoulder hurt?" Seeing Zhao Dehua rubbing his shoulder, Liu Fang said jokingly.

Zhao Dehua glared at Liu Fang slightly, feeling embarrassed to be told by her!

Although his shoulder was indeed in pain from being crushed by the threshing machine!

Zhao Ziqiao saw his parents like this, especially his father, so he smiled and took out a sickle from the bamboo basket to distribute it to everyone to relieve his father's embarrassment.

Zhao Shandong, who received the sickle, didn't say much, he was the first to go down to the field and start harvesting the rice, as the master, he naturally needed to be the first to go to the field, on the other hand, he also needed to harvest and clean up an area in the rice field first, so that Zhao Dehua and they had space to stand in the field.

Under Zhao Shandong's sickle, like a fallen soldier, harvesting with one hand, holding the harvested fallen rice with one hand, after a full hand, he put the rice in his hand behind him, and after repeating it several times, a triangular pile of rice was piled up behind Zhao Shandong, and he had cleared an open belt about one meter square around him.

Seeing that Zhao Shandong had cleared out a small open space, Liu Fang pulled up his trouser legs, took the lead in the field, and said: "Hurry up and work in the field, the weather is not hot yet, go back early after drying." ”

When Zhao Ziqiao heard his mother's words, he smiled, and said in a tone as if this field belonged to his family. However, Zhao Ziqiao was not idle, tied his trouser legs, and went down to the field with a sickle.

Because there is an irrigation canal next to it, there is a thin layer of water in this rice field, and if you step on it, the silt in the rice field will not reach your ankles directly, the water temperature is okay, not cold, and your feet will not hinder your action if you step on the mud.

Zhao Dehua and Zhao Yunfang also went to the field one after another, and several people did not harvest the rice in one direction, but harvested in different directions, first expanding the space, and then working hard towards the same place.

The serrations on the sickle easily cut the rice stalk, Zhao Ziqiao took the cut rice stalk, grabbed the next rice plant, and after several times in a row, until he held the rice stalk in his hand, he put it behind him.

After harvesting for a while, the rice in front of him had been harvested, leaving a pile of rice behind him, Zhao Ziqiao got up and took a step forward, looked up and looked around, except for his harvest was a little slow, the others had cleared out an obvious place.

The sun in the sky is blocked by clouds, there is no direct sunlight, the rice fields are close to the stream, and the wind blows from time to time, this kind of weather is really comfortable for people who work, Zhao Ziqiao glanced at his relatives who were working, and continued to bend down and start working.

About half an hour, Zhao Ziqiao was 'rustling' harvesting rice, when he heard someone shouting not far away: "Dehua, your family of three is here? It's too rare!"

Zhao Ziqiao straightened up and looked at the place where the voice came from, while his father replied with a smile: "Fourth uncle, you are also here to harvest rice?"

The person who was called the fourth uncle by Zhao Dehua said with a smile: "Yes! I am afraid that if it rains in a few days, the millet in the field will be beaten down." ”

"Then Fourth Uncle, you guys should be busy first!" Hearing this, Zhao Dehua replied with a smile, and Zhao Ziqiao also smiled.

When the farm is busy, it is really normal to meet people in the village!

Unconsciously, Zhao Ziqiao felt that his waist began to sore, and every time he bent down to harvest a rice plant, he wanted to straighten up and rest. But he also knows that the more you want to straighten up and rest at this time, the slower your work will be, and your physical energy will be gradually consumed under this 'relaxed' action.

Gritting his teeth for a while, Zhao Ziqiao couldn't help it, straightened up and relaxed, raised his hand and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his arm, and didn't know when the sun in the sky was not blocked by the clouds, shooting out the hot sun, compared with the weather at the beginning, it was a world of difference.

Exhaling a breath, Zhao Ziqiao wanted to use mechanized production tools to harvest his current field, but this idea was destined to be unrealizable.

Their paddy fields here are not as flat and wide as the ground in the north, looking at the same plane, but there is a staggered drop between the heights, and the most pitiful point is that their fields here are divided according to the head, and the family's fields may add up to less than one acre of land.

I don't know if you hit the accelerator and rush into someone else's field!

If you really rush into someone's field, then the people in the village will be able to quarrel with you or even get into a fight! A rural person attaches great importance to a field where rice can be grown, and even if there is even a penny less, he will not do it! After all, these things have a bearing on whether or not his family can have enough to eat!