Patches of wheat fields, golden waves rolling, flashing sickles waving in the wheat fields, wheelbarrows, pushing wheat to the threshing field one by one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There are wheat scattered all over the field, and the scorching sun is shining directly on it, and it seems to scorch the wheat.

"Barley on the wheat panic, beans in the ground set up a village", the summer season is very tense, not only to harvest, but also to rush to the sun and seeds. The most feared thing is rain, if it rains for three days in a row, the ripe wheat will teeth, and the harvest of the year will be over. The production team leader is the most worried, and the farm work at this time must be arranged in an orderly manner, and the large and small labor forces must be allocated to the best of their talents and give full play to the maximum labor force.

"The strong laborers cut the wheat, the boys threw the bales, the student dolls pulled the carts, and the children gathered the tassels."

It's the same everywhere, not a single idler. Since there was no harvester, the wheat was cut, tied up with a loin, placed in the field, and then transported back to the field by various vehicles. The wheat bundles of the whole village are all laid out in the wheat field at once, and they must be stacked first, and then slowly milled after the summer planting is over. The wheat stacks are also called wheat stacks.

"Maijishan, Maijishan, it is on the four sides of the field". You can't store sheaves of wheat in the middle of the wheat floor, because they have to be milled in the middle. It can only be built high on the edge of the wheat field, and when the wheat pile is four or five meters high, how can the wheat bundles be delivered? They were all shirtless, holding two-toothed wooden iron forks several meters long, tying the wheat bundles, and with a trumpet, dozens of pounds of wheat bundles were thrown up. The wheat in the field was finished, and the wheat mountains around the wheat field were piled up, which was spectacular.

The whole village was busy harvesting wheat, and Hua Junyao crowded into the children's pile to pick up ears of wheat, but she didn't know that she was blushing at all.

In addition to picking up ears of wheat, there is also mung bean water boiled in the ancestral hall to relieve the heat. The fighters, because of their proximity to the barracks, did not eat in the production team. But working under the scorching sun, there is a lack of water.

Therefore, the person who sends water to the field is the most popular, but Xiao Chubei saw Hua Junyao and found that she was very good, so he grinned.

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This year's weather was surprisingly hot, and although the hottest part of the day was avoided at midday, the sun still scorched people. This is really too much of the sunshine addiction in that scorching summer, and many people have a lot of big blisters on their bodies, which are hot and painful.

Hua Junyao took local materials, found some medicinal materials from the mountains, skullcap, sophora, etc. boiled a pot of sunscreen water in a large pot, after cooling, the taste is a little faint fragrant, very smelly, but the color is a little yellow on the skin, but it feels cool and transparent.

Not only sunscreen, but also anti-itching, better than toilet water.

There are many people, and Xiao Chubei is not easy to greet Hua Junyao, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to cause trouble for her.

When I saw Hua Junyao and couldn't speak, my heart was like a cat scratching, and then I remembered six ears, one and two, and six ears became messengers for the two.

In the letter, Xiao Chubei first thanked Hua Junyao for providing them with all kinds of materials for training. Of course, he also ridiculed Hua Junyao for picking up ears of wheat among the children, and of course it was more about introducing his own training.

Hua Junyao's reply was very brief, mainly because there was nothing to write about, and she went around the stove and housework every day. It's really hard for her.

In the end, I simply wrote him the meaningful jokes I told my family. Hey, I didn't expect him to be quite perceptive.

Due to the addition of a new force, the wheat is naturally harvested quickly, and after harvesting the wheat and obeying the deployment of the commune, Xiao Chubei and they will go to help other villages to harvest it.

After the mango planting of the 24 solar terms passed, the autumn grain was planted. People were able to make time to start grinding the wheat.

"Grinding the five-character field, grinding and shaking". Early in the morning, when people were still asleep, the bell rang for work. "Stalls, stalls". The production captain shouted from east to west. The laborers of the whole team came to the wheat one after another to start the stall. At this time, the wheat accumulation that had been piled up had to be dismantled one by one and spread out on the field. The stall also pays attention to technology, and it cannot be messed up. Lay down the ears of wheat in one direction in a row, and lay down next to the ears of wheat in the first row in this direction, and spread them out in rows and rows.

At the end of one morning, more than a dozen acres of wheat fields were spread, and the bright wheat waves under the sun were like golden waves.

The mill is the most interesting, there have been no electric poles in these years, and they are all used to pull the stones with livestock or strong manpower to crush.

Stone stones are generally made of large bluestone, with a cylindrical body, one end is large, the other is small, and there are two ends with eyes. Stone is a kind of threshing farm tool invented by the ancestors of our working people, before the 90s, a kind of stone tool often seen on the threshing floor in the countryside of the farm, cylindrical, with holes at both ends, and used with a special wooden shelf.

Stone stones, which are used by rural people to play the field, are very common and can be found on almost every field.

It can be pulled by livestock, and is generally used for wheat, millet and other crops to separate the grain from the ears.

The days of June are not only hot, but also windless, and it is precisely this kind of weather that farmers need to play in the field. As soon as the day dawned, the people began to spread their wheat thickly in the field, and they had to turn it constantly to receive the sun's exposure. It was almost noon, and the stall went home to eat, and at this time the rolling yard began. The man who drives the cattle holds a rope in his left hand and a whip in his right hand, and carries a dung basket on his shoulder so that the oxen can poop. He shouted, and the ox pulled the stone stone, over and over again, in circles, and the ox walked unhurriedly, and the stone stone followed closely behind, squeaking and twisting to show his presence. The rolling mill is a circular movement, and the people who drive the cattle can drive the animals by simply standing in the middle and pulling the rope and waving the whip, and the people who drive the animals shake the whip crisply, attracting bursts of applause from the audience. As long as the cattle don't stop, the stone will keep squeaking and writhing.

"You'll be able to hide, it's nice and cool in this tree. A deep, familiar, magnetic voice came from under the trees.

Hua Junyao pulled open the leaves, poked out a delicate little face, two big black braids hung down, swinging in the air, soft eyebrows like willow leaves, big watery eyes, like clear spring water, staring at him, as if it would discharge, "The eyes are good, how can you see me." "This tree is not tall, but the canopy is thick and huge, and the dark green floral shirt and army-green pants she wears today are the pants that his second brother put down, and she wears them when she is smaller. It almost blends in with the tree, and you can see that these eyes are sharp enough.

"I'm not seeing it. Xiao Chubei looked at the front with his eyes level, and said without raising his head.

Hua Junyao bent her legs, sat on the branch, leaned against the trunk and said, "It's not that you see, how do you know that I'm on it." ”

"The taste, the special smell of you. Xiao Chubei stood under the tree and leaned against the trunk, holding a big pu fan. (To be continued.) )