In the past two days, the rice has been filled and matured, and people have started harvesting work one after another.

Today is to help Zhao Juan's family harvest grain.

After lunch at Zhao Juan's house, the family went home to take a nap to recuperate and prepare for the harvest in the afternoon.

"Creek, Binbin, it's almost time to get up, we're leaving. ”

Hearing their mother's voice, the two little ones knew that it was time to get up and go to cut the rice, so they quickly got up.

Put on the straw hats for the two children and yourself, take the sickle (the scythe for the harvest is toothed), lock the door, go to the yard, and set off together when everyone is almost here.

Along the way, a few children chattered. I don't know how I can't talk so much when I stay together every day.

In the afternoon, the first thing to collect was a piece of land under the long weir pond on the mountain, which was nearly one acre, long in shape, surrounded by the long weir pond.

Women and children go to the fields to cut rice first, and a few strong men go to carry the threshing machine and mixing barrel in the upper field (the mixing barrel is square, the barrel is about 80 centimeters high, the upper side is about 180 centimeters long, the lower side is about 160 centimeters long, the top is large and the bottom is small. There is a tenon of about 20 cm left on each of the four corners, like four ears that grow, and there are two stout parallel sleepers at the bottom, which is convenient for the mixing bucket to move in the rice field).

When they had cut a cent of the land, they came back, put the mixing bucket in the empty space left by the field after cutting, put the threshing machine on the mixing bucket, installed the engine, and left two people to hang the line, and the others joined in the procession of cutting the grain.

Because of the abundant water resources on the mountain, most of them are paddy fields, so the wires are drawn to the mountain.

When the farm is busy, basically only threshing grain can use electricity, like this to hang a wire, it is not necessary to use a few kilowatt-hours of electricity, the power company generally does not care, to manage it has to run dozens of miles.

By the time the electricity was turned on and the machine was turned on, they had already cut half of the creek.

A few children lined up in a row, and after a while you went to the front, and then I rushed to the front, and it was noisy, very lively.

At first, it was careless, joking, although you chased me, but at least it was probably on the same level as the adults, and after a while, a few children were more serious and competed.

One person has two roads, because the child is small, and he can reach it by bending down slightly.

Here, the rice is cut from root to root, leaving an inch of piles.

The reason for this kind of cutting is, firstly, that there is enough place for the handle, after all, the threshing machine is an iron thing, and it is terrible to cut it; second, the grain grass is dried in the sun, stored, and left for the winter, which is the main grain of the cattle, and if it is cut short, it will not be wasted; third, the stakes left are short, so it is easier to cultivate.

Several children bent over, and after a while the figure was buried in the rice, only the sound of "swish" was heard, like the wind blowing through the rice, which was very pleasant.

Xiaoxi listened to the sound of "swish" in his ears, and thought to himself that he had to do his best, and he couldn't let himself be compared to a few small points as an adult, so he took off his straw hat and didn't care about the fine hairs on the grass.

"I've arrived, I'm number one, I'm here first. Zhao Bo suddenly straightened up from the field and shouted excitedly.

What, so fast. Heck, it's okay, he's older than his current body.

About a minute later, Chen Yubin also arrived. Xiaoxi is a little depressed, even if the big one can't catch up, he doesn't want the small one to be compared, his movements are too fast.

In the end, Zhao Bo was first, Chen Yubin was second, and Xiaoxi and Zhao Juan followed.

Because of some exercise, he wiped the sweat on his face, and his body reacted, and Xiaoxi kept scratching his face with his paws.

Looking at the red faces of several children, several adults couldn't help but stop and laugh for a while.

When the children finished the game and there was not much rice left in the field, they put down their sickles and ran to the mixing bucket to watch them play with the grain.

After watching for a while, several children were clamoring to thresh the grain, but the adults felt that it was dangerous and were afraid of hurting them, and they did not agree. The fierce woman was afraid of pestering men, and adults were also afraid of being pestered by children, so they finally agreed to beat a handful of rice by themselves. Although there was only one handful, it was still an attempt, and several children were very excited.

Xiaoxi holds a handful of rice, sends the ears of grain to the threshing machine, only to hear the sound of "rope", with the rotation of the iron bucket, the rice is beaten up and down by the machine, and his hand holding the grain grass is also driven to the front and back, the grain falls into the mixing bucket, and in the blink of an eye, a handful of rice is clean.

Xiaoxi, who was having fun, turned his head and wanted to say more, but he saw the uncle next to him who was refusing Zhao Bo's request with a dark face, and then looked at the grandfather standing next to him, thinking about the words that had been swallowed to his mouth, and stood aside to pass the addiction.

With the reduction of the rice on the ground, the mixing bucket has been moved to the middle of the field, and the millet has been filled with more than half a bucket, the machine has stopped, the millet in the mixing bucket is loaded into the back basket, carried home, poured into the paved drying head in the yard dam, dried and then sieved with a wind bucket (also called a windmill) and sealed into the grain cabinet.

The mat, which is made of bamboo, is three meters wide and five or six meters long, and is used to dry grain. Because the dam in the countryside is muddy soil, the mat is spread on the ground to prevent stones, clods, and slag from mixing in the grain, and it will be troublesome when beating rice later.

Because of the wide land and sparsely populated population, every household has a sun-drying dam, and the courtyard dam is the sun-drying dam.

A windmill is a traditional wooden tool used to remove impurities, deflated grains, and straw chips from rice and other grains. It is made of wood, with a trapezoidal granary at the top, a funnel below to produce grain and full grains, a small funnel on the side to produce small or deflated grains, and a tail to produce husks and grass clippings.

The wooden plank at the bottom of the trapezoidal granary is movable and used to control the amount of grain falling. The wooden round "big belly" has an impeller hidden in it, and the crank handle made of iron is used to rotate the blades by hand to lift the grain, and the wind generated by the fast rotation speed is also strong, and vice versa.

After two days of busyness, early in the morning, after breakfast, sent away the grandfather who went to the scene, Xiaoxi looked at his little short legs and was a little depressed, when can he grow up and go to the field.

Because tomorrow is his own threshing of grain, so today my grandfather went to the market to buy meat and vegetables.

The next day, everyone had breakfast and came to Xiaoxi's house early.

The paddy fields of Xiaoxi's family are basically gathered under the long weir pond behind the house, so the grain is threshed from top to bottom.

The top field, because there is still half of the field water, so I dare not let a few children go to the field, one is that the water is cold in the morning, and the other is afraid of leakage and accidents. So, the men cleaned up the field, and the women and children went down to cut the rice.

As the saying goes: three women in one play, a group of women chattering, plus a few children inadvertently interjecting, everyone is in full swing in the morning.

At noon, everyone went back to eat, and Xiaoxi stayed to watch the mixing bucket and the machine, because the hands and feet of the woman who lived next to her were a little unclean.

The woman's reputation in the village has not been very good, stealing chickens and touching dogs, and usually any family will suspect her if she loses something.

One day, she went down to Xiaoxi's house and stole pigweed from Xiaoxi's home, and was caught by Chen's father, who picked up a yellow wattle stick on the side of the road and beat it hard. When he was young, Chen's father had a very bad temper, a big temper, and he was also heavy. Since then, she no longer dares to steal Xiaoxi's house, and she has been restrained for a while. But it's just in case that someone is left to look at things, and the engine is still quite expensive.

He spread a handful of grain grass on the edge of the field, sat on it, and the brook took out a tender cucumber with a tender root, wiped the thorns, and ate it.

It is very boring to stay alone in the mountains, especially without smartphones and the Internet, and after a while, the whole person is glazed. The brook lying on the grass was almost asleep, and Grandpa had just finished lunch and came to the au pair.

When I got home and finished eating, I fell asleep on the bed.

In the afternoon, it was supposed to be the mother-in-law who was watching the food at home, but Xiaoxi thought about it, so she should stay.

Zhao Juan heard that Xiaoxi was going to look at the grain at home in the afternoon, so she planned to accompany Xiaoxi.

Finally had some time alone, how could she enter the space by herself if she stayed, no, Xiaoxi quickly shook her head.

"Xiaojuan, no, I'm just alone in the house, you don't have to stay with me. ”

Zhao Juan is actually very entangled, she wants to go out to play, and she wants to stay with her friends.

"Really, you don't need me to accompany you?"

Seeing her hesitation, Xiaoxi nodded violently and said loudly, "No, no." "That look, I just have to say hurry up, let's go quickly.

After everyone was gone, Xiaoxi sat for a while, and then hid in the house and entered the space, although there was no one, but he had to be on guard.

Entered the space and began to complete today's task, and an hour later, someone was about to come back with the grain, and the stream was out of the space.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a figure walked over from afar, bent over and carrying a skull.

When the man had poured the grain into the mat, the brook took a wooden rake and spread it out.

The wooden rake, as the name suggests, is made of wood, with a long handle, which can be pulled from the side of the mat to the side of the mat, and a wooden board is horizontally in front of it, on which the wooden teeth are evenly arranged, which is used for drying grain and collecting grain.

Then use a bamboo rake to roughly clear the broken grass from the grain.

Bamboo rake, made of bamboo, one meter seven or eight long, with a front like a claw, is used to remove large weeds.

After getting it done, the creek entered the space again, and the hour just now (two hours in space) just went to the mountain to cut down trees, ate something, and confiscated the things in the ground.

Corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes can all be harvested. Xiaoxi planned to wait for the large pond in the space to be dug and then turn the land into fields, so he did not grow rice now.

It was almost half an hour to harvest, and I didn't think for a moment that there was anything else to do, and then I remembered that someone should have to carry the grain back.

After the grain was spread and the grass clippings were cleaned up, there was nothing to do for a while, so he sat on the big bench, supported his chin in his hand, looked ahead, and his eyes were stunned.