48. Farming began

Yu's eyes widened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After breakfast, Wen took the initiative to come to her house and admit that she had taken the soap, apologized in a low voice and promised to return her a new piece of soap.

The sun really came out in the west, although Wen is Yu's younger brother and sister, but Wen has always relied on her own sons to disobey Yu, not to mention talking back every time, but it is the first time to bow her head like this.

This situation made Yu's heart fluttering, and even the people with him were much more tolerant, and even said that Wen didn't have to worry, and handed Wen a piece of broken soap. Yu knew that this would seem like a small victory, but it would be the key to victory in the countless encounters between the two of them - if Wen didn't want her child to be called a thief's baby, she would have to swallow her anger and make appropriate concessions, even when she was most reasonable.

Dashan clenched the broom handle in his hand, pursed his lips, and continued to sweep the yard as if nothing had happened. Although he listened to Yang Liu's persuasion, the young man still had a sense of anger in his heart, although he no longer misunderstood Wen, he did not open his mouth to admit his mistake first. Last night, he lay on the kang early, and the conversation between Li Qiang and Wen's husband and wife fell to his ears word for word. Only then did Dashan realize that the strange atmosphere at the dinner table last night was not caused by him, but happened after that. And now Wen's actually wants to return Yu's a new piece of soap, what soap, my mother took the soap of the second aunt?

Wen was very careful when he used soap, and he didn't dare to use it to wash children's clothes, after all, children can't hide things, if there is a fragrance on the clothes, they must ask or show off, so they will definitely not be able to hide it, so she knows the soap in Wen's hands alone.

Not being able to break your mouth in front of children is also an advantage of the Yu family, and the misfortune is not to the juniors, and the things between adults will never involve the children. The rest of the Li family doesn't gossip about their own family, so the children don't know anything. Moreover, the Yu family hid it tightly this time, and the soap was lost for several days before it was shouted, and no third person knew about it except for the Yu family himself and the Wen family who took the soap.

After all, paper can't contain the fire, and when he thinks that his own mother took the soap from his second aunt, Dashan's heart is complicated again. It's all a family, and it's polite to say it, but it's his own mother who does this kind of thing, what should he do? Blame the mother or blame the second aunt for being unkind? The boy thought a lot about himself and others, but finally found that he could only be silent.

The black clouds that had been floating on the roof of the Li family had drifted away.

The wheat in some fields has begun to turn yellow, and He also took a few daughters-in-law to pick a piece of ripe wheat first, cut their backs and go to the drying field to dry, and then use a washing stick to knock the wheat grains when it is dry, which is very inefficient, and the arms are sore, but after all, there are not many, and no one will borrow a cow to pull a stone mill to press it again. After all, there are unforeseen circumstances, and some ripe ears of wheat will rot if it rains when the wheat is ripe, which is a rush to harvest and can also alleviate the embarrassment that every household has begun to harvest wheat and guide the drying field. The sun was fine, and the willow was wearing a straw hat on his head and gloves on his hands, sitting on a small bench, pressing a handful of ears of wheat in one hand and a washing stick in the other, squinting and knocking again and again. She had never known that the white bread was delicious, but she didn't know how hard it had to be to make it. At this moment, the work was covered in sweat, and Mai Mang's body was covered everywhere, and he was uncomfortable anywhere. His arms were also sore, and sweat was flowing into his eyes, Yang Liu realized that he had prepared for farming, but he was obviously not ready, at least he had to hang a scarf on his straw hat to block the bouncing wheat grains that were knocked out, to ensure that there would be no "lively" wheat grains jumping into his eyes, or at least he had to wear a mask to be armed to the teeth.

Cutting the wheat, carrying the wheat, turning and beating the wheat are all rotated by several women, but they don't feel too tired. Of course, most of the wheat is still carried by a few male laborers in the family, and they are responsible for cutting down the stalks that have been cut off from the ears and putting them in a row, which together is about enough to spread out the weight of a bundle of straw rope in the ground. After drying, it will be tied with straw rope, and a flat pole will be picked up and carried home by a bundle, although the wheat straw is not burned, but it is best to use it to light a fire or kang bun. Chopping wheat straw and thinning mud can also be applied to the wall, but it is very useful.

"Hehe, Aunt Five, I'm here again." The sound of Tie Zhu's grinning voice came, and Yang Liu turned his head to see Tie Zhu turn the whole basket over, and then fluttered a dozen ears of wheat and fell.

"Fifth aunt." Qiaoqiao, who followed closely, also shouted, and lifted the pointed basket in his hand into the air.

When the farm is busy, the children will not be idle, and the small basket at home is used to hold the cut ears of wheat, Qiaoqiao had to carry a basket to pick up the ears of wheat that fell on the ground, and occasionally to pick those ears of wheat that were not caught by a sickle because the wheat stalks were short. Don't look at this little bit inconspicuous, but after the whole wheat harvest season, it is still a lot of money in the end. Dashan, who turned ten years old, insisted on not doing these children's things again, and took a sickle and followed the adults to cut wheat. Tiezhu, who had no one to play with, had to carry a basket and follow behind Qiaoqiao, but he had a big heart to play and didn't pick it up carefully, so Qiaoqiao had to pick it up again in the back. Every time it was covered with a thin layer, it could cover the bottom of the basket, and when he saw Qiaoqiao walking to the drying field, he would also carry his small basket and run around. I was sweating profusely, but I was still enjoying it and didn't feel tired.

"Fifth aunt, I picked three baskets of ears of wheat this afternoon." Tie Zhu stretched out three fingers and shook it proudly in front of Yang Liu, and reiterated again: "Three baskets." ”

It's really a child, Yang Liu couldn't help laughing, and applauded: "Wow, the iron pillar is really powerful." ”

"My brother is naughty, don't laugh at him." Qiaoqiao wiped the sweat with her sleeve and shyly explained to the iron pillar.

"The little one's family, let him be fine. But it's hot, so you can rest in the shade of a tree for a while, so don't get heat stroke. The iron pillar is easy to run, you also look at him, don't go to play in the water without paying attention. After Yang Liu finished smiling, he pointed to the clay pot under the big tree, "Thirsty or not, there is water there." ”

"I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty." Tie Zhu nodded hurriedly, and then ran to pour water to drink. The fifth aunt is really, she guessed everything she wanted to play correctly, it's boring now, how comfortable it is to play in the water at this time.

Qiaoqiao smiled embarrassedly at Yang Liu, afraid that the iron pillar would break the clay pot, so he hurriedly pushed it up. After pouring a bowl for Tiezhu, he poured another bowl for Yang Liu: "Fifth aunt, you drink it too." ”

Yang Liu shook his head with a smile: "Fifth Aunt just drank it, and now I'm not thirsty, you can drink it." ”

Qiaoqiao didn't persuade again, he drank the water himself, Yang Liu watched the iron pillar turn over in the ears of wheat, occasionally picking out one or two ears of wheat and putting them in his basket, and couldn't help asking: "Iron pillar, what are you doing with those ears of wheat?" ”

Hearing Yang Liu's question, Tie Zhu trotted to Yang Liu with a basket, showed Yang Liu the picked out ears of wheat, looked at her expectantly and asked, "These can be made into mills to eat, Aunt Five, can you make mills?" ”

(It's been a few days since the internet was disconnected, and the days without the internet were really primitive--- eating and turning off the lights and sleeping.) ）