They apologized. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hua honestly looked at Hua Junyao and asked, glancing at the two of them in the courtyard from the corner of his eye.

"Uh-huh!" The three of them nodded busily.

"Let's go!" Hua honestly looked at them and said, "Study hard, make progress every day, don't fix those who don't have it." ”

"Yes, yes!" The three of them ran out in embarrassment.

I ran all the way to the cram school and went to class.

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"Dad, you threatened them." Hua Junyao looked at Hua Honest with a smile and asked.

"No? What am I threatening them for? As for why they came to apologize, it may be a conscience discovery! Hua honestly said, "You don't go, cram school?" ”

"Old man, quickly persuade your daughter, this is a good cram school, she doesn't go, she has to study by herself." Nian Juying hurriedly said.

"Is what your mother said true?" Hua honestly frowned.

"Yes, I don't want to go." Hua Junyao pursed her lips and said.

"Actually, they don't dare to chew the root of their tongue anymore." Hua said honestly.

"Thank you, Dad!" Hua Junyao smiled and said, "Dad, aren't you afraid that they will be jealous of me?" ”

"Jealousy?" Hua honestly asked, puzzled.

"Jealousy, the girls in the village are probably jealous of me. Dad and mother are so maintained! Hua Junyao said warmly in her heart.

"Dad, my mother doesn't hurt her children, can she hurt those outsiders?" Hua honestly said seriously.

"Dad, let's go in and talk." Hua Junyao looked at the three of them.

"Okay, let's go in and say, if you don't make it clear to me, I'll put you in cram school. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and after this village, I don't know if there will be a next store. A chance to get out of the farm. Hua Laoshi pointed at her with his index finger, bowed, and sat on the kang.

The others also followed and sat down cross-legged one by one.

Hua Junyao's index finger gently scraped her brow, "Dad, it's not that I won't go, but they can teach me." Then he took out a high school textbook directly from the kang cabinet and handed it to Hua Henian, "Big brother, you can say that page casually, and I can memorize it word for word." ”

"Really, fakely." Hua Henian looked at her suspiciously.

"Just try it." Hua Junyao raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly.

With suspicion, Hua Henian opened the book, found a page at random, read the beginning, and Hua Junyao memorized it word for word.

"How?" Hua Junyao looked at them triumphantly and said.

"How's it going, did you get it wrong?" Nian Juying asked eagerly.

"This one is too simple, I'm looking for a longer one." Hua Henian flipped through the book.

"Flip it?" Hua Junyao stretched out her hand and asked.

As a result, Hua Junyao shocked them, "Dad, I won't go to cram school!" The corners of Hua Junyao's lips curled, and she smiled slightly.

"What do you say, old man?" Nian Juying looked at Hua Honest and asked.

Hua Laoshi looked at Hua Junyao deeply, and finally said, "If you don't go, you won't go!" ”

"Thank you, Dad, I won't let you down." Hua Junyao said happily.

&*&

After Nian Juying saw her daughter's ability, she completely stopped persuading her to go to cram school, packed up the quilt and small clothes prepared for the little doll, packed a big package, and went to Hua Songnian's house with a basket of eggs.

The second sister-in-law's due date is in these days, and three days after her mother arrived, the second sister-in-law successfully gave birth to a six-pound son, named Hua Chengfeng.

Giving birth in October, the weather is not too cold, cover more, it's really cold, there is collective heating, adults and children are not guilty.

Hua Junyao cleaned up the house in an orderly manner, and from time to time sent eggs, old hens, and crucian carp to Liu Jinzhi, who was in confinement, which not only replenished her body, but also gave milk.

&*&

In order to let Hua Junyao review at home with peace of mind, the job of the sewing club resigned directly. Reviewing at home with peace of mind, she didn't go to cram school, so the Hua Commune took the class notes to Hua Junyao and asked her to copy them.

Hua Junyao just looked through it, and threw it to the corner of the desk to catch the ashes.

also knew the details from their words, and Hua Junyu did not hide the jealousy she expressed.

The corners of Hua Junyao's mouth curled, a warm smile appeared on her face, and the emotion that welled up from the bottom of her heart instantly overwhelmed her.

But he pretended to be relaxed and said, "I didn't expect my father's level of scolding to be so high, and the export was a chapter." ”

"Auntie, you can laugh if you want to, how uncomfortable it is." Hua Weidong chuckled, "This mouth is grinning to the root of my ears." ”

"Ahem...... Hua Junyao clenched her fists and coughed lightly, "Don't hurry up and study." "The style of the elders is sufficient.

"Oooh!" Hurry up and review.

&*&

The annual "Three Autumns" (autumn harvest, autumn ploughing, and autumn planting) season has arrived, and the farmers who come and go to the fields break the previously peaceful fields, and people's faces are filled with the joy of a good harvest.

There are many kinds of autumn harvest in Lishugou, and around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the season when cotton blooms intensively. Seeing the white cotton flowers everywhere, people are so happy that they can't close their mouths. But this cloudy and uncertain weather always scorches people's moods, so adults and children go into battle to harvest this row of flowers.

The adults are all good at picking cotton, they tie the cotton baggage around their waists, talk about the shortcomings of the family while picking, and when they talk about excitement, they always laugh constantly, and the bales of cotton are constantly packed into the cotton bales in the field. The children sometimes take advantage of the adult's inattention to steal lazy, some sit on the ground to rest, some follow the crickets to catch the crickets, and when the adults urge, they will come out from under the cotton tree and continue the work just now.

Harvesting corn is not a good job, there are no agricultural machinery such as corn harvesters, and all the work is done by manpower and animal power, which is often tight and tiring. Before the corn is ripe, people need to finish and repair all the farm tools such as sickles, arrowheads, and rakes, and at the same time, they must also prepare the straw ropes that bind the corn stalks (usually rubbed with straw during the slack time).

When the corn is ripe, people first use a sickle to cut down the corn stalks, then break the corn cobs off the stalks, collect them into piles, and then transport the corn cobs back to the village yard in batches.

In the evening, adults and children peel corn together in the moonlight, and laughter fills the night sky of the courtyard. The peeled corn cobs are then hung under the eaves or on wooden stakes to dry, and then the corn kernels are carved off the cobs when the farm is off.

The tool for peeling corn has a cone to break through two lanes on the corn cob, and hold the corn cob to peel the corn kernels by friction.

Another way is to go to the mountain and cut a wrist-sized bamboo, break it in half vertically, and use the cross-cutting of the bamboo knots or use friction to thresh.

Anyway, it's the most primitive, wasteful, and inefficient threshing.

The corn stalks are dried and transported back to the yard as feed for livestock, while the straw residues left in the field are dug up with iron hammers and transported home as fuel for cooking. (To be continued.) )