Two days later, Li Xin went to Uncle Zhang's house.

One acre of rice at home has matured, and if it is not harvested, it will wither. In this era, there were no harvesters, and harvesting rice was completely physical, although it was only one acre, but she herself was too busy to work. The main thing is that the rice must be harvested after it is ripe, otherwise it will fall if it is overripe, but she can't be allowed to work slowly.

When she arrived at Uncle Zhang's house, she said that she wanted Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to help harvest rice. Now that the other rice is not ripe, Uncle Zhang's family is not busy, so he naturally agreed. After saying that the rice harvest would start early the next morning, Li Xin went home.

The next morning, Li Xin got up very early, and after getting up, she was busy with breakfast in the kitchen, and she asked Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to come over here for breakfast. Breakfast was ready, and Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang also came over, and brought tools for harvesting rice. Li Xin's family has not been farming for the past two years, so they don't have these tools. The tools are very simple, just a sickle for cutting the rice and a threshing trough, as well as a basket for transporting the rice.

After breakfast, the group went to the rice field, and Yuexiang took Yueting to play in the rice field. Li Xin's rice field is not far from home, and it won't take long to arrive. Compared with the fields in the village, it is a bit off, so no one knows that her family's rice is ripe. On the other side, the two acres of land next to other people's fields are planted with corn, and the corn stalks are high, growing tall and strong, but they block the view of others.

"Sister Xin, why does your rice grow like this? It doesn't look high, but this ear grows well, and this is more productive than the others! When she arrived in the rice field, Aunt Zhang was surprised when she looked at the ripe acre of rice in Li Xin's family. Although they hadn't harvested yet, they could already see that the high yield was coming, and Li Xin knew that they would definitely be surprised.

"This is a seed given by an old man I met by chance in the town, so I thought about taking it back and giving it a try, and it was good to grow it, and I was afraid that others would cheat it!"

"What's the difference! That's great, isn't it? Aunt Zhang pulled a heavy ear of rice and looked at it, with some love for it.

Uncle Zhang has already begun to use a sickle to separate the ears of wheat, the ears are golden, a big ear and a big ear, it is very pleasing to look at. Li Xin asked Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to cut it first, and she walked around the edge of the field with a wooden basin, looking at the best growing ears and carefully cutting them off with scissors. I don't know if the rice can be propagated, but I want to give it a try. She first selected some of the strongest ones, the longest ears, and the most grains of rice on them, and cut them off to make seeds.

If it is conventional rice, it also needs to be left with good seeds all the time, if you don't do this, after a few years, it will slowly become miscellaneous. Although there is such a thing as survival of the fittest in nature, the rice transplanted into the rice field and planted every year cannot be compared with wild rice. After many years of planting, some benign genes that belong to wild rice will slowly pass away. So if you don't cultivate it well, it's hard to retain those good points.

The rice was cut very quickly, and after a while between Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, he let Aunt Zhang be alone, and he went to threshing first. Without organic qì, threshing is very laborious. The threshing thing is a deep groove, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the rice grains come down by repeatedly beating on the wall with a small bundle of rice seedlings.

After selecting the seeds left, Li Xin also joined the ranks of harvesting, she had little strength, that is, she followed the cutting, and she couldn't do the threshing. When she cut quickly, Aunt Zhang also went to thresh with Aunt Zhang.

The sound of the rice hitting the trough "Bangbang" suddenly makes people enter the joy of harvest. Li Xin remembers that when he was a child in his previous life, there was no harvester in the village, and he used such a trough to thresh, and his whole body was wooden, and when he knocked on it, it sounded like a bangzi. That sound can be heard far away, and if you hear it from a distance, you will think, "I've already started harvesting rice." It seems that with such a sound, the whole harvest season has also arrived.

When she saw the smoke burning in the village, Yuexiang took Yueting back to cook. At noon, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang and Li Xin also rushed home. In the morning, Uncle Zhang ran several times and took the beaten millet to Li Xin's house. At the end of the day, although they were very tired, several people were very happy. Uncle Zhang was very happy when he looked at the rice piled up in the yard of Li Xin's house, although he thought that there would be a bumper harvest, but such a high yield was still shocking. Is this still the rice they have grown for generations? It took most of the day to harvest an acre of land, but only about a quarter of it was harvested! There is so much rice?

He remembers that when harvesting on weekdays, one acre of land can harvest three stones (ancient stones and large stones and small stones, and the weight of different dynasties is different, so I will take sixty kilograms) is already good. Even the person who is the most proficient in farming and the most good at taking care of the fields has never seen so much rice grown in one acre of land!

"Sister Xin, how did you plant this field! I was able to harvest so much grain. Uncle Zhang was happy holding the rice. If all fields could have such yields, there would never be any need to worry about going hungry! Farming has always depended on the weather for food, and if the weather is good, the harvest of the year will be better, and the family will be able to eat enough. If the weather is bad and the harvest is poor, you will naturally go hungry. There is no green and yellow, and there are a lot of times when there is no food at home, and the taste of hunger is really uncomfortable!

"It's not like I'll plant what others do. I can't take care of such a lot of fields, I'm afraid it's far less good than others. I think it might be a seed problem! ”

"Then next year, our family will take this kind of millet back to plant! Sister Xin won't give it, right? Aunt Zhang looked at Li Xin with a smile. Who doesn't love a good harvest! Even if it's not your own home, it's a lot of fun! This year, Sister Xin'er's family must have enough food to eat, and it is the best thing not to be hungry.

"If Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang want to give it a try, then they can plant a little bit and try it. The old man who gave me the seed said that it was brought from far away. He also watched the joy of getting some of it, but it was very strange in that place, some seeds could not be planted, even if seedlings grew, but there was no harvest. The old man said that he could give it a try, but he couldn't plant a large area, and if the harvest was lost, it would be harmful, so this year I only dared to plant one acre to take a look. "If these are hybrid rice, there will definitely be no harvest, so she doesn't dare to let Uncle Zhang's family take it and plant a lot, if it fails, it will be a year's hard work!

"There is such a thing! I've never heard of it. Aunt Zhang's face was incredulous.

"It's better to believe in what you have, not to believe in nothing, next year we plant a little bit and give it a try, if there is a harvest, it means that we can continue to plant." It's only a year, and I'm not in a hurry to try it at this time. ”

"Sister Xin is right, we will also plant a small piece next year. Sister Xin dares to try every child, don't we dare? Uncle Zhang's face was firm.

(It's too cold, my hands are frozen, typing is so slow, you should pay attention to keeping warm!) Don't get sick. ）