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Xu Dan, who was so tired that he was about to cry, had nowhere to vent his grievances, so he could only hand the knife to Qingling fiercely.

When Feng Meiqin saw it, she twitched her mouth and said to Qingling, who was working hard, "Xu Dan threw a white eye at the two of us." I guess I hate both of us. Poof...... I used to look like a young lady, but this time I finally showed my feet......

Oh hey, girl, don't gloat so obviously.

"In other words, this year's hot weather has been much longer than last year's, and it's still so hot in October. Feng Meiqin wiped her sweat, her face was already red, "It's hard to raise some white, and after seven days of sunning, it turns black into charcoal." ”

Qingling also wiped her sweat and touched her face, but no, seven days under the sun is not a joke. It seems that we have to step up to get the gouache out of the flowers that nourish and whiten the skin.

However, when it comes to hot weather, the crops ripen early, and the sunflowers in the belly of the mountain are probably harvesting.

Chestnuts, walnuts, the epidermis is either a prickly ball or a hard shell, and it doesn't matter if you continue to hang on the branches for a while after ripening.

But sunflower seeds are different, they belong to bare seeds, once ripe and full, it is best to take them back immediately while the weather is fine. After being exposed to rain, even if it is dried, it is easy to turn damp and moldy.

Thinking about it this way, Qingling's mind was not in the barnyard, but ran up the mountain.

It's a pity that for the first seven days of farming, I have to report to the field every day, which can really be described as going out early and returning late.

Her work is fine, and occasionally she is lazy and no one sees her, as long as she doesn't leave the threshing floor. For example, the production teams that harvest rice and pick cotton even eat lunch in the fields. Either they brought it when they went out in the morning, or they let their children run home and make it to the ground. I wish people had four pairs of hands, two pairs of eating, and two pairs of still working.

Of course, they also earn more than Qingling, there is no doubt about it.

The rush is so urgent, Qingling really can't say the word leave.

Silently doing his job, the more he went to the back, the more silent he became. For no other reason, it's just tired.

As soon as I got home every day, I picked up a few bites of food and spread it out on the bed.

Fortunately, there is a master and a wife, otherwise I don't even want to eat. If you have to burn the fire and wash the food, who has the strength.

Looking back now, I really admire the original owner. I have to work in the field and come back to wash rice and cook, oh, the rations are not enough, how can there be dry rice to eat, it is all the stomach of the porridge pad. After two or three years like this, it's no wonder that the figure is so slender.

But now, except for morning and evening, it is basically white rice at noon, and occasionally I will cook a lot of glutinous rice that is quite hungry, and I will not be hungry all afternoon. If you eat it like this, it's no wonder that you don't grow meat.

Qingling smeared the flower juice that her mother had mashed for her on her face, lay on the bed on all fours, pinched her arms, touched her stomach, and fell asleep with a smile.

After seven busy days, the big head finally got through, rice, corn, autumn sesame seeds, warehouses into warehouses, and drying in the dry. The rest, like picking cotton and planting winter wheat, don't need their help. Health centers and outlets have resumed their normal business schedules.

After resting for two days, he finally relieved himself, and when the long-lost rest day came, Qingling said to the master, carried the basket on his back, and went up the mountain in high spirits.

"Sister Fangfang!" Shu Caiyun, who was brought by Mrs. Shu to cut firewood in Xiaopo Forest early in the morning, met Qingling head-on when she came down, her eyes rolled, and she dropped Chai He and wanted to follow, "You go up the mountain? Can you take me with you? I also want to go to the mountain to have a look." ”

In the past, when Shu Jianqiang and his family could still earn work, Mrs. Shu saw that Grandma Zhang was no longer on the ground, and said that her health was not good, and she was sick here and there, so she also withdrew from the ranks of going to the ground. Now it's not good, there is no one at home to earn work, and if you don't go to the ground, your stomach will not be full.

But let her granddaughter Shu Caiyun go, at her age, she can divide labor in two or three after a day's work, and at Mrs. Shu's age, it is reasonable to mix the semi-labor of the women's group, that is, five points, plus the sheep workers who grind for a while in the morning and evening, she can earn seven or eight points a day, which is three times that of her granddaughter.

So, Mrs. Shu gritted her teeth and went to the ground, and the work at home was naturally left to Shu Caiyun.

It's good that the little girl can manage three meals a day, plus washing, washing, drying and taking care of her younger brother, how can she remember to carry firewood. No, when the firewood room was empty, I remembered that I had to carry firewood, and I was scolded by Mrs. Shu, and I was thrown out to pick up firewood without breakfast.

Shu Caiyun didn't eat breakfast, and her stomach was really hungry. After autumn, there are no edible wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain, and the vegetables in the field are killed by her milk tube, and she secretly digs a radish and washes and chews it, and her milk can find it afterwards. I found that it was not worth punching and kicking and starving again. I wanted to follow Qingling into the forest to rub some game. If you're lucky, you might even be able to pick up a few wild eggs.

Shu Caiyun swallowed his saliva, as if he had smelled the fragrance of the simmered wild eggs.

Qingling glanced at her and gave two words: "No." ”

"Why! This mountain is not yours alone, why don't you let me in! I want to enter! I want to enter!" Shu Caiyun saw that the wild egg that was about to come to his mouth came to naught, so he jumped to his feet and asked, and then followed hard. Anyway, this mountain is collective, dare not let her go?

"You're not afraid of wolves, wild boars, you're not afraid of those twisting snakes?" Qingling glanced at her with a smile, "If you're really not afraid, then let's go together, but don't be scared when you encounter them." I can't care about myself, but I don't have that time to care about you. ”

Shu Caiyun was so frightened that she stopped, bit her lower lip, looked at Qingling's back and jumped into the deep forest neatly, and kicked angrily, not wanting to, her toes hit the chopped firewood, and her tears fell in pain.

He spat resentfully: "Die inside!"

Qingling, who was about to walk to the bamboo forest, sneezed, sniffed and said to Xiao Jin, who was lazy in the back basket: "It must be Shu Caiyun scolding me." ”

Xiao Jin opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

The forest is quiet, but it gives people a sense of security.

Qingling knew that it must have been Xiaojin who had exerted coercion, and she was more confident and bold when she walked.

After half an hour of brisk walking, we finally arrived at the place where the sunflower forest was found.

The golden sunflower forest in the middle of summer is now a heavy harvest scene.

Sunflower seeds with black and white patterns are tightly and plumply embedded in large brown flower plates.

From a distance, it looked like a large black plate with golden-brown lace, and it seemed like a tanned sun, who did not like this black, and looked at Mother Earth in frustration. But in Qingling's eyes, these are all a lot of sunflower seeds!