The words in Zhang Yi's mouth were swallowed by himself, "That's my bed, do we want to sleep together?" ”

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Because there are only two kangs at home, he and Tian Cheng must have one person to sleep with Zhang Qing and the old man, so three on one side are just right.

But will he be able to do so?

I remembered the night I was sick, and when I woke up in the morning, I saw her pouting and sleeping sweetly.

It seems like a good feeling.

Right! Go back and have a good exchange with Tian Cheng, and don't mind winning by force.

The young men who rushed to Gao Manzi's house were all waiting for his orders.

After all, in terms of experience, he is still richer, but young people also have different visual perspectives, and maybe they can innovate and put forward better opinions.

Gao Manzi finally finished smoking, picked up the old cigarette gun, and knocked it on the sole of his shoe a few times.

Knock out the remaining cigarette butts that can't be burned, wrap up the cigarette pouch bare little by little, and put it into the tobacco leaf basket.

"Do you young people have any good ideas?" However, in half a day, Gao Manzi's brows felt a few more furrows, and he raised his head and asked everyone.

For a while, the crowd that was originally discussing was in full swing, but suddenly quieted down.

"It's better if there is a big kang, at least the part that has been crushed down and not dried can be saved." Zhang Qing suggested that this is a way to minimize losses.

It's a pity that there is no such kang here!

Huaibei does not have the habit of burning kang at all, the four seasons here are still relatively obvious, and the winter is not as long as in the north.

If there is no kang, then there is no way.

And even if there is a kang, this method is not easy to implement, after all, they all start to prepare firewood for the winter after the autumn harvest.

At this time, every household may have some firewood for cooking.

One is not resistant to burning, and the other is not practical.

The grain warehouse in the village is relatively high, so I don't have to worry about anything.

"Let's wait for the rain to stop, and when the rain stops, the grain piled up in the wheat field will be taken back to the warehouse and spread out, and as for the follow-up, we will find a way." Gao Manzi was going to go out to find the secretary and Gao Xiang to discuss it again.

Everyone saw that the captain was obviously in a low mood, and it was not good to say anything more.

The heavy rains during the autumn harvest will inevitably reduce grain production, and as for how much of the harvest can be harvested in the end, it depends on the old crop skills of the production team.

Their experience can play a key role in many times, and during this time, Gao Manzi urged him to come back with at least half of the wheat.

As for the dried red taro that is drying in the ground, there is really no extra manpower to clean it up.

Now, Gao Manzi also has a trace of regret in his heart, if he first took back all the wheat.

Even if the red taro stays in the field for a little longer, there will be at least one of them there.

When the rain stops, even if you dig it out of the mud, at least you can manage it full, and it won't spoil because of moisture or heat for a day or two.

As a result, the red taro is wasted, and a small amount of wheat is still piled up in the threshing field.

As long as it rains for two or three days in a row, it is estimated that the wheat will be completely destroyed.

But God is so ruthless, this rain is not just two or three days?

It hasn't stopped for half a month, and the old people are scolding: "The damn floor has been leaking for so long, it's time to stop, right?" ”

In fact, "floor" refers to the ceiling, and floor leakage refers to the meaning of rain.

The villagers are more taboo and curse God, and the older generation uses "floor slabs" instead.

Xi'er and the others saw a rare scene at home.

Because the terrain of Huaibei is flat, the entire wheat field is almost 100 acres, and the harvested field is now all filled with rainwater, leaving only a small square, which is not cut.

Swaying in the wind and rain, it looks like a reed in a swamp.

On the night of the rainstorm, the cowshed where Xi'er and her family lived before suddenly seemed to have pulled off the building blocks at the base at about two or three o'clock in the morning.

In the middle of the night, a boom was heard, and everyone got up with flashlights in their clothes to take a look.

Only a mass of ruins was left there, and Gu Liya was so frightened that her teeth tightened, and she hugged Xi'er tightly, almost breaking her ribs.

"Xi'er, you are my savior." Gu Liya simply took her directly into her arms and kissed her on the forehead.

"It's okay, let's rest quickly, fortunately, people and things have been transferred. Xi'er, you're almost a god. The old man couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for his granddaughter, he would probably have been confessed in the ruins.

"Hehehe, that's it, I'm expensive! You're going to have to be nice to me in the future, you know? Xi'er poked Gu Liya's stomach, originally just to ease the atmosphere.

But everyone nodded at the same time seriously, "Well, you are indeed quite expensive, and you are everyone's noble." ”

didn't want to lift a stone to shoot herself in the foot, Xi'er made a suit, but instead put herself in it.

It was boring, shook his hand, and went to sleep.

"It's okay, let's go to sleep, maybe we can live in a new house." The old man has an open-minded mentality, and he doesn't forget to ridicule himself at this time.

"Well, this time I have to change to a big tiled house like Uncle Zhang's house. If the wind is stronger, the roof will be lifted off, and we will have to lie in bed and look at the stars. Xi'er took over the conversation, cocked her little nose, and pouted and muttered.

As he spoke, he fell asleep~~

In the dark night, Zhang Yi rolled and rolled in various ways, and finally rolled to Xi'er's side, pulling her little hand, and also entered the sweet dream.

When she opened her eyes early in the morning, Xi'er found that the enlarged face in front of her was obviously not Gu Liya.

My mind was blank for a while, and then I remembered a question, yesterday it was obvious that Gu Liya was sleeping in the middle of the two people, why did Zhang Yi run next to him today.

And he dragged his hand and slept like an angel.

She tried to smoke a little, she was used to getting up early, and she had to get up when she woke up at this time, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to lie down.

As a result, when she moved slightly, the sleeping angel would frown, and she couldn't bear to see it.

"Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi?" Xi'er tried to wake him up, but he turned around and continued to sleep, this child's sleep quality is so good!

No matter what, he pulled out his heart and sat up.

The scene in front of me made me cry and laugh.

Gu Liya shrank in a kang corner over there and fell asleep, and she was squeezed by Zhang Yi to fall asleep in the kang corner here, leaving the boss with a blank space in the middle.

couldn't help but hold their foreheads, and sure enough, both of them didn't sleep well.

When I went out, everyone hadn't woken up yet.

The old man was old and felt light, but he was probably tired during this time.

Xi'er tiptoed over to take a look, and the two large and one small on the bed slept soundly.

The rain outside still hasn't stopped, but it's a little bit better than yesterday.

Barefoot, dressed in a cloak and a hat, he walked towards his house.

The former cowshed is now a pile of mud, but it is still covered with some blackened wheat straw.

Now it is washed by the rain, and then soaked, it is also a good organic fertilizer.