Dong Ruyi was also thinking about Dong Fang's family, so the eldest aunt was drying millet at home alone, and now I don't know what the situation is. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the situation of Dong Fang's family was really not optimistic, and when the family returned home, their whole body was wet, and the water flowing from their clothes suddenly became a puddle, which was worse than soup chicken.

At this moment, they did not care about themselves, but only looked at the hall with the grain that had just been recovered, and the grain seemed to have been soaked in water, and the water flowed out of the baskets and sacks, and in a moment the uneven ground suddenly became a puddle of water.

Fang Ziniang held the grain and cried loudly: "It's all wet, it's all wet, it's all my fault, if you harvest it faster, it won't be wet." ”

In the afternoon, after turning the grain, she stepped up her time at home to weave, hoping to weave a little more, when she suddenly heard a terrible cry in the alley: "It's raining heavily, go harvest the grain." Then the sound of footsteps running away abruptly.

Immediately frightened, he picked up the dustpan from the corner of the house and ran, only to remember that he didn't take the bag when he ran outside the house, and stumbled back.

Before the two loads of millet were harvested, the rain crackled, and several sons and daughters-in-law also came back from the field to help, one person supported the mat, and several people harvested the grain, so that the grain was taken back, if it was not taken back, I don't know where it would be washed away by the rain.

The eldest Dong Pingcheng was also in a bad mood, and when he saw his mother's sad appearance, he hurriedly persuaded him: "Mother, it's none of your business, how can you collect it alone." ”

Fang Ziniang shook her head and continued to cry: "If I had found out earlier that it was going to rain, it wouldn't have been wet, and if it had all sprouted for a year, it would have been in vain." ”

The second son, Dong Pingfa, also persuaded: "Mother, it's okay that the rain won't last long, and we'll take it out to dry when the sun comes out tomorrow." ”

"Ahh Fangzi's father hurriedly told everyone to change their clothes, don't catch a cold.

The face of the child in June is changing, and it is stopped when it is said. I don't know when it started, but the rain has stopped.

The grass in front of the house was bent by the rain, and a few branches of the big tree at the door had fallen off. The smell of earth can be smelled in the air.

Seeing this, Dong Pingkang couldn't care about the injury on his foot, ran out, and suddenly shouted in surprise with a "wow", "Come and see, it's a rainbow." ”

Dong Ruyi also hurriedly ran out, only to see a colorful rainbow cutting through the blue sky, from the fields in the east to the peaks in the north. I couldn't help but praise: "Wow, it's so beautiful." ”

Dong Ping'an was still a little worried about Dong Banshan, and his tightly wrung brows did not stretch because the rain stopped, "I'm going to see how the fields are going?" I don't know where my dad is hiding from the rain? ”

After saying that, he went out barefoot, and he rarely wore shoes when he went to the field, not to mention that it was muddy everywhere now.

By the time Dong Banshan's father and son returned home, it was already late, and Dong Ruyi found that Dong Banshan's body was wet, but the rice was not much wet.

When he finished changing his clothes, he asked him strangely, where did he hide from the rain?

Dong Banshan said that he was walking to the threshing floor, and the rain began to fall, and he saw a wooden plank covered with rice, and people were next to it.

Dong Ruyi's nose was a little sour, and tears almost fell, "Dad, why don't you put a wooden board on your head, the rice can still be dry when it's wet, what if people are sick?" ”

Dong Banshan grabbed the back spoon and smiled innocently, and his daughter's concern warmed his heart when he heard it. I was about to move the rice, and when I bent over, I felt a little strained on my waist.

In the end, I am a little old, and with the hard work of cutting rice during this time, I am drenched in this rain, and my waist is suddenly uncomfortable.

Dong Pingkang and Dong Ruyi saw their father holding his waist, his face was painful, and they were startled and hurriedly went to help him and let him sit on the stool next to him.

Dong Pingkang's face was childish, "Dad, aren't you tired?" It's okay, just get some sleep, and you won't get tired. ”

Liu Shi took the medicine to wipe it, and when he heard his words, he knocked his head with his finger with a wry smile, "You kid, what are you talking about?" ”

Dong Pingkang felt that he was right, and muttered: "Originally, I was also very tired from cutting rice during the day, and my back was also very painful, so I was fine after sleeping." ”

Liu opened the clothes of the master, although the wound could not be seen on the waist, but when he saw the appearance of the owner gritting his teeth and enduring it, his heart was sour.

At this time, when he heard his youngest son's muttering words, he said angrily: "You think your father is you." You're a kid, you don't have a waist yet, just get some sleep. ”

Dong Pingkang's face turned white with fright, and he pointed to his waist in horror, "Mother, I don't have a waist, what is this?" ”

Dong Ruyi felt a little funny when he saw his brother's stupidity, and when he saw his brother's gaze, he stepped forward and touched his head, "You stupid boy, you have a waist and haven't grown up yet." When you grow up, your waist will grow, and when you are tired, you will be tired, and you will not be able to sleep well. ”

Dong Pingkang sighed when he heard this, he was a false alarm. Only then did he know that not everyone in the family was like him, it didn't matter if he was tired, his father and mother would be in pain all the time when they were tired. His expression immediately became worried, and he touched his father's waist, "Dad, does it still hurt?" ”

Dong Banshan saw that his youngest son also cared about himself so much, even if it hurt, he couldn't say that it didn't hurt, so he endured the pain and smiled comfortingly: "Dad doesn't hurt." ”

Dong Pingkang pursed his lips, feeling that his father must be sad for his words just now, and said in a firm tone, "Dad, I'm not afraid of being tired, I have to work more, anyway, I'll just sleep." ”

Dong Banshan grinned when he heard this, touched his head and said okay.

Dong Ping'an saw Dong Banshan's uncomfortable appearance, and smiled reluctantly: "Dad, I don't have a waist, I'm not afraid of being tired, I will work more in the future, and my father will be able to do less." ”

Liu Shi rubbed the medicine, but tears flowed down all of a sudden, and she didn't know whether it was because of the family's injury or because her sons were sensible.

In the middle of the night, Dong Ruyi could still hear the pain of his father's gasping, and then heard his mother's low voice. Her heart was like a blunt knife cutting flesh, dull pain, bending over and covering her mouth to dare not make a sound. I don't know what I fell asleep to.

Early the next morning, when the rooster crowed for the first time, she got up. She didn't get up and go to the river to wash her clothes first thing as usual, but said to Liu, and without waiting for her to object, she went to the field with Dong Ping'an to cut rice.

She was afraid of the heat at noon, but there was no sun in the morning, so she could somewhat reduce the burden of harvesting.

When Liu heard his daughter's words, he was still a little worried, but when he looked at the head of the house around him, he didn't speak, so he asked his daughter to go to the field in the morning and come back at noon.