The rice in the paddy field is changing day by day, and the grains are turning from green to golden. The pen and the fun and the pavilion www.biquge.info along the beach of the Black Beach River, and the golden rice spreads out like silk. The air is filled with the fragrance of rice as it ripens.

The hot weather makes harvesting difficult, but it is good for the rice to be dried, and everything has advantages and disadvantages. It's just that this hot weather still does more harm than good to the people left behind in Checheshan.

You can only barely get to work in the fields early in the morning and late in the evening, and as soon as it's past 8 a.m., the hot sun makes your scalp crack.

In some places, combine harvesters were found to harvest rice. However, the fields in the middle of the river are relatively fragmented, and there are no tens or hundreds of acres of contiguous plots, and the large harvesters are somewhat unusable.

Moreover, everyone thinks that after the harvester is harvested, the rice stubble left behind is too high, and if you want to plant rape in winter, you have to cut it again, so it is better to cut it yourself.

Now the planting area of rice has been greatly reduced, but each family has planted some, after all, rice is still the staple food of people in Sichuan.

In the past, when there were many young people in the village, everyone helped each other, and with that kind of electric threshing machine, all the rice in a village was harvested in about a week.

Now that there are fewer young people in the village, the additional agricultural machinery cannot be carried to the fields, and it has become a useless decoration. Many families have reverted to their most primitive ways of working.

The third brother Wang and his family began to harvest rice two days ago. They originally had an electric threshing machine at home, but Ma Xiaohong was short and had a hard time carrying the machine with Wang Sange. A few years ago, Wang Sange was able to move the threshing machine to the field alone, but now he can't do it.

The two of them used the most stupid method, first cutting off the ripe ears of rice, and then picking them home and beating them with flails, which seemed to be the method used only by people before liberation.

Without young people, those advanced and light ways of working have become utopian.

The weather was hot and irritable, and the two quarreled for two days after working in the fields for two days.

The elderly third brother Wang carried a handful of rice ears and walked on the ridge overgrown with weeds, stumbling all the way.

Dizziness, low back pain, sweat drilled straight into his eyes, Ma Xiaohong still thought he was doing it slowly, and the third brother Wang had a fire in his stomach.

I stumbled all the way home, and when I saw that I was about to reach the door of my house, I stumbled under my feet, and even people fell into the ditch on the side of the road with a basket.

The third brother rolled like a loach for a while before he broke the rope of the basket that was wrapped around his hands and feet. He lay in the ditch, looking at the ears of rice that had been sprinkled on the ground, and his heart was broken.

The sun overhead was scorching, sweat mixed with tears, running down his cheeks.

Ma Xiaohong waited in the field for a long time and didn't see Third Brother Wang come back, she came over scoldingly, and when she saw Third Brother Wang falling in the ditch, she first burst out laughing, laughing at Third Brother Wang's embarrassed appearance. Then there was a burst of scolding, scolding him for being useless, scolding him for being unlucky, scolding a few children for not going home to help with the autumn harvest, and scolding for the unlucky ghost weather.

Third Brother Wang didn't speak, just watched Ma Xiaohong blushing and cursing there. This woman is not tired on such a hot day, and she still has the energy to scold.

Ma Xiaohong scolded and scolded, suddenly stopped, and began to squat down to pick up the scattered ears of rice. Picking it up, she began to cry quietly, first as quietly as a mosquito, and then as loudly as a river bursting its banks.

But what's the use of crying? To live, a man must eat, and to eat, he must take back the crops from the field.

Third Brother Wang stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears on Ma Xiaohong's cheeks. After so many years of marriage, he has never been so gentle. This woman, who has quarreled with him all his life, is now old, her hair is gray, and her face is full of wrinkles.

"Get up, did you fall?" The fire in Ma Xiaohong's stomach was over, and she spoke softly, "Why don't you do it today." ”

"Don't do it, rest for a day, don't lose your life for these rice." Third Brother Wang got up from the ditch and patted the dirt chips on his body.

Xiaoqing's family has finished harvesting rice, and with the help of Xiaokun and Sanhuzi, two acres of land have been harvested in more than a day.

Xiaoqing spread out the recovered rice and dried it in the yard. With such sunny weather, it can be dried and stored in two days, and she can go to school with confidence.

Feng Xian'er didn't come back, she was about to give birth, and she didn't dare to work too hard. Xiaoqing has completely seen it, and she no longer holds a grudge against Feng Xian'er and the Three Tigers. Feng Xian'er is a woman, a woman who is no longer young, if she can grab the tail of happiness, she will be fulfilled, why suffer together in this broken family.

Before harvesting the grain, Qiuxia sold all the rabbits in the family. The weather was too hot, and she was afraid that the rabbit would die, and then the money she had would be lost. Now I sell it for a slightly lower price, but I always see cash in cash.

Those rabbits bought more than 5,000 yuan, which made Qiuxia and the seven old men very happy. The seven old men are happy that they no longer have to serve those little ones with long ears like they serve their ancestors, and they can harvest rice with confidence.

Qiuxia bought a new set of clothes for the seven old men, bought ten catties of original sorghum wine, and saved the rest of the money in the seven old men's passbook.

When the seven old men turned out their carefully kept passbook from under the locked box and handed it to Qiu Xia, Qiu Xia's eyes lit up. Flipping through the passbook of the seven old men, Qiu Xia's heart was beating like a drum, this old guy actually saved more than 60,000 yuan.

Qiu Xia deposited the money to buy rabbits in the Agricultural Bank of Fangjia Town under the account of the seven old men, and then handed over the passbook to the seven old men.

The seven old men looked at the newly added deposit on the passbook, and their hearts bloomed. This god is really not kind to him, not only sent a gentle and lovely woman, but also an expert in making money.

"Qiuxia, I'll give you the key to this box too. You have a good brain, what you want to buy in the future, or you want to expand the scale of breeding. The seven old men gave the key to the box to Qiuxia.

"Hey!" Qiu Xia took the key, and couldn't hide her joy in her heart, "When the weather is cool, let's buy more rabbits, and we can slaughter them during the New Year, at least we can earn 10,000 yuan." ”

The seven old Han's family harvested rice without the difficulty of the third brother Wang's family. He and Qiu Xia were able to lift the electric threshing machine to the field, and it would be much faster to put away the rice.

Erwa and Xiaoxiao are not like other children who have to go to the fields to help adults with farm work, their family has no land, and the land at home is barren.

Xiaoxiao and Erwa ran to the field to catch oil grasshoppers.

At this time, there are many kinds of grasshoppers in those rice fields, and they are large and fat.

The green-winged tender oil grasshopper, the red-billed pointed oil grasshopper, and the long-legged skewer male ...... With small sharp eyes and fast hands, the oil grasshoppers hiding in the rice leaves will fly when they are frightened by the people who cut the rice. Xiao Xiao looked at the flying oil grasshopper and grabbed one by one.

The second baby took the wire and followed the little one behind, and strung up the oil grasshoppers that were caught. One morning, following the seven old men and Qiu Xia, Erwa and Xiaoxiao have already caught several strings.

"Second baby, this oil grasshopper was fed by Grandpa Seventh himself, you have to give me half of it." The seven old men took a handful of cut rice and teased the second baby.

"Seventh Grandpa, you are lying, these oil grasshoppers are all wild. I think it's your family, so you call it twice to see if they follow you? ”

"Yo, this kid is clever."

"Seventh Grandpa, or I'll give you a plate after I've fried it. The fried ones are fragrant, and you can use them for sake. "Xiaoxiao is always polite when talking to the Seven Old Men, unlike scolding when he opens his mouth when he talks to other people.

"It's something you kids eat, we don't like it." Qiuxia said, "This is what the birds eat, and if you eat too much, you will become a little sparrow." ”

"How nice is that, when I become a little sparrow, I can fly to my parents?" The second baby looked at the sky and imagined that she had grown wings and flew into the sky.

"Go back!" Xiaoxiao suddenly lost his temper, "If you become a little sparrow, you will be shot to death." ”

The second baby glanced at Xiao Xiao and stopped talking.

Xiaoxiao is most afraid of mentioning her parents now, her belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, and she doesn't know what to do with the child in her belly. She couldn't imagine how her parents would be furious when they learned the truth.

"Xiaoxiao, you can't say that about the second baby. Don't you want your mom and dad? ”

"I don't want to, they won't care if I die." Xiao Xiao angrily snatched the strings of oil grasshoppers in the hands of the second baby and walked home.

"This child, how can he have a grudge against her mother?" Qiu Xia looked at Xiao Xiao who turned away in confusion.

"Hey, her mother hasn't been back for a few years. If you have time, you only ask the second baby to go to them to play, can this little not be angry? ”

"Okay, don't talk too much, hurry up and get to work, the weather will be too hot to stand in a while."