Last night, Fennel reluctantly told Lilac: "Heart disease still needs heart medicine, unless Pomegranate is willing to come out by herself, no one can help her." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Fennel, who was at the age of cardamom tips on clove branches, suddenly understood that the pomegranate was probably suffering from lovesickness.

And it's not sweet lovesickness, but bitter single thoughts.

But Rao is fennel only understood in a trance, and he didn't know whether such a heart disease was serious or not, but he knew that there should be no prescription for the symptoms. As for the continuous root, it depends on each person.

Can pomegranate ......

Fennel recalled that Xiao Chenguang Dill took the trouble to take care of and teach her, but she never made her open her heart even a little bit, and she felt that she might not be able to get out.

And Lilac, who was still ignorant, intuitively learned about the "heart disease" from the pomegranate, what is the problem.

In her opinion, it should not be a specific illness such as a cold and fever, or just a stubbornness in the bottom of people's hearts.

But when she grew up to be twelve years old, the pomegranates she knew and knew were really not a smart person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have developed the withdrawn and paranoid nature she has now.

If she wants to figure it out for herself, let go of the obsession in her heart, and get out of the circle she has drawn for herself, I am afraid it will not be easy again.

The two sisters' thoughts coincide with the peppercorns.

She didn't know what Pomegranate was thinking, what she would do, or what she would do in the future.

I only know that the Yuan family is really harmful.

But she didn't seem to think so, and she didn't realize how much damage she had done to Pomegranate.

And pomegranates, like Yuan, are not persuasions.

If you don't crash down the south wall, I'm afraid you don't know that in this life, there is actually a way back.

What's more, it's no better than the red dates that once got into the tip of the horns, Rao is peppercorns, and I don't know what to say to persuade pomegranates.

It's as if you know that there is a pimple that is growing bigger and bigger, but you have nothing to do with it, but you can only watch it suppurate and fester.

This kind of taste is really uncomfortable.

Hua Jiao could only take a long breath and shook his little head like self-deception, as if he could shake away the accumulated anger in his heart.

Fortunately, at this time, the fields were full of crops that were harvesting rice, and the pepper saw that everyone was busy with the appearance of being in full swing, and his heart suddenly became relieved.

Pulling the cloves who were also panicked in their hearts, he continued to bend down to pick up the wet ears of rice all over the ground.

Picking up autumn is a long-standing tradition of the villagers, and it is also the only opportunity for the pepper sisters to work in the fields all year round.

So as early as the beginning of autumn, the pepper sisters have been waiting in their hearts for the autumn to clean up the autumn.

In fact, in the spring of this year, after the family was separated, according to the plan of the Qin Lianhu brothers, especially Qin Lianxiong's proposal, the left and right families could no longer take care of the more than 70 acres of land at home, so they simply gave it to the neighbors to cultivate.

Even Qin Lianhu was already planning to visit his uncle and talk to the old village chief of Funnel Bay.

I didn't expect Father Qin to disagree.

But he was reluctant to work hard for more than 30 years to accumulate the fields, after all, these more than 70 acres of fields were all made by Father Qin.

What's more, in the old man's opinion, since it is a farmer's family and does not farm, it is a very good farmer's family.

Since the old man disagreed, the Qin family brothers naturally had nothing to say.

After all, their original intention was just that they didn't want the old man to work too hard, but if the old man couldn't rest assured, even if he went out, he had to worry about it, so why bother.

So I still hired helpers to come back to cultivate the fields, and because my brothers were getting more and more unable to spare time to help with the dots, the helpers were also invited more and more.

But I didn't expect that on this year's day, the continuous autumn rain would not be sunny enough.

Daily life is just that, but it delays the crops in the field.

For more than a month, sometimes dripping, sometimes dripping, almost half of the days have been raining, even in the days when the rain has stopped, there is rarely a complete sunny day.

However, it coincided with the autumn harvest season, and when the rain did not pause at all, the rice that was about to ripen in the field could not reach the shore.

Every day at dawn, young and old will look at the sky with wide eyes, looking forward to the sky clearing.

However, it often only stops for half an hour, and the wet rice in the field is not yet half dry, and the rain begins to flutter and sprinkle again, leaving no chance for people to rush to harvest.

Counting up, from autumn to winter, the autumn harvest has been postponed by almost twenty days.

If we don't rush to harvest, we won't be able to plant spring flowers, and next year's harvest will have to be discounted.

A few days ago, there was a little sunshine, and Father Qin saw the stitches and led people to reluctantly harvest more than an acre of rice, and many people had not come back to their senses, and the rain had come again.

The grain in the field could not be harvested, which made the farmers suffer.

Looking at the farmland full of rice swaying in the wind, the elderly people are sighing, such a winter news is extremely rare, and the last time it seems to have happened forty or fifty years ago.

That year, until the snow fell, the rice in the field still did not come ashore, most of the lodging rice ears rotted mildew, and almost all the roots germinated, and the next year was a famine year.

Fortunately, God finally opened his eyes, and the October New Year, which rains every year, has turned from cloudy to sunny, and the rain that has to say hello every day (day) seems to have been pressed the pause button, so it stopped, and everyone couldn't care about the rice moisture that was too much, so they hurriedly went to the ground to harvest.

One wall is drained with water, one wall is harvested, one wall is prepared and one wall is sown.

The little boys of all sizes at home have also gone to the ground, and the pepper sisters have also come in handy, not more than the autumn in previous years, more than an unexpected harvest, this year has matured and fallen in the soil of the rice ears more and more, but it has become a serious job.

The pepper sisters were still excited on the first day, and their interest in picking up autumn, coupled with the more or less depressed in their hearts, stacked together, they were full of energy.

But on the second and third days, I squatted in the ground all day long, repeating the action of picking up, and my hands were soaked white by the still wet ears of rice, and hard work was inevitable.

It's just that even Xiangye knows the importance of harvesting rice at this time, and naturally no one complains.

It's just that suddenly, Hua Jiao looked up, but saw that there were many more large and small figures in his own field.

Some were hunched over to harvest rice, while others were carrying bales of rice from the fields and onto ox carts......

Some small figures are also like peppercorns, bending over the ground to pick up ears of rice.

looked closely, but they were all familiar faces, all of them were little boys who were receiving tutoring at their home.