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"People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries."

Yang Liu looked at Li Cong's sunburned back, dipped it in lard and lightly smeared it, and rolled his eyes and said. This stupid boy, according to this posture, he risked his life, and it took more than ten days to cut all the land in the family, and at that time, I was afraid that all the people in Tunzi had planted seedlings. After a tired day and a day of sunbathing, I didn't think about anything else, and I still thought about getting up early tomorrow to cut more, which is really lacking.

Looking at Li Cong's tanned and somewhat red skin, Yang Liu was angry and anxious, Li Cong's skin was dark, and he could see the redness to know how severe the sunburn was. At noon, everyone took a lunch break, and he looked like "Li Cong is very busy", and went to the ground again after eating. Now she knew that it was uncomfortable, and she had no experience of sunburn, anyway, it was enough to moisturize her skin now, and she immediately thought of lard, and even she herself had to admire her eagerness.

"What's the hurry, didn't my mother say that she just cut a little and keep it as a match? Don't you usually listen to your mother's words the most, why don't you listen to them now? She has tanned after doing so many protective measures in the past few days, not to mention Li Cong, who is shirtless, and if she continues to develop like this, no matter whether his body can bear it or not, it must be so dark that it can be compared with the bottom of the old pot. Huh--Yang Liu flapped the terrifying imagination in his mind. There is no shade in the field, what should I do when I am tired? What to do if you have heat stroke, but the gains outweigh the losses.

Li Cong grinned, he didn't feel anything in the sun, and after taking a bath, he felt a hot pain on his back, even if Yang Liu's movements were already very light, he still couldn't help but feel pain. The pain is much worse than being stabbed directly. You can still snort a few times after being stabbed, and it will feel better to shout out like this. You hum when you say you get sunburned, what do others think of you? Li Cong took advantage of the time when the willow was dipped in lard and replied: "I don't want to charge a little more." I have it in my own field, so why bother to be tired of cutting thatch. The roof must be turned over, and the fire must be lit, so that there will be no place for straw. ”

In this way, everything is useful, the key is can you pull everything into your pocket? Even a few grasses are so precious, it's really sour at home.

Li Cong counted the things at home one by one: "Tomorrow the wheat will enter the warehouse, the day after tomorrow the family will plow the field, and then the rice will be planted and fertilized."

Listening to Li Cong, the more detailed he became. Yang Liu's face became more and more ugly, and he threw the cotton cloth in his hand on Li Cong's back and shouted: "It's not just your son!" "The food at home is eaten, and they are all handed in 100 wen every month, so why do you have to work at home if Li Cong doesn't go to the mountains and doesn't hunt. Everyone else has serious things to do, and if he delays for two days, he can slow down his hunting, because it's not a serious thing? He is also a family now, so she doesn't need to feed Yang Liu? Although raising a family is not just a man's business, the male protagonist and the female protagonist are not necessarily suitable for every family. But the mainstream is still supported by men, does Li Cong have face when she goes out to make money? And if you look at what people are like, it sounds like brothers, friends and brothers, according to her, she thinks that Li Cong's family is convenient to take advantage of.

"Lady" Li Cong turned his head to pick up the cotton cloth hanging on the edge of the kang. Pinched in the injury and shouted in embarrassment.

Looking at Li Cong's expression, Yang Liu knew what he was going to say, it was nothing more than that his brothers had serious errands and couldn't be delayed, so he would take more responsibility at home. The family knows so well what to do, why can't they hear her distress? Be. You sacrificed your body and your time for everyone, and you shed a few words of thanks. People made money during this time and went into their own pockets. Li Cong may really be used to it, but Yang Liu can't do it without care, except for handing over 100 wen per month per house, they all earn their own money, which is equivalent to splitting the family, so why bother to put the fields and properties together, and the work in each room is uneven? The more Yang Liu thought about it, the more angry he became, turned his buttocks, put his legs on the kang, vigorously pulled the quilt and shook it away, lay down with his back to Li Cong, and spit out two words dryly: "Sleep!" ”

Why are you angry again? Li Cong touched his head, but he didn't say anything more, lest he say too much and make more mistakes, and offend him even more when he didn't know. Hey, women are small-minded, but they just do more things, why do they care so much, doesn't the old saying say that suffering is a blessing? When the lady slept, naturally no one helped wipe her back. But it's really too extravagant to wipe your back with lard, and my mother won't know how to scold me when I find out that there is no oil in the jar tomorrow.

But now it's really much more comfortable on the back, and it doesn't feel hot anymore, it's cool and comfortable, which is the reason why it's expensive. Li Cong blew out the candle with his head, and carefully pulled the quilt, seeing that Yang Liu did not object, he slipped into the quilt.

Yang Liu was angry, but some people didn't know how to coax, so she had to smash her fist and smash the pillow to sulk herself. It was hot, she pulled the quilt and only covered her abdomen, and as soon as Li Cong entered the quilt, it was like a charcoal stove was in full swing. Yang Liu didn't want to speak again, and when he saw that he was about to hit the wall, Yang Liu turned around angrily and hit Li Cong's chin with a fist, smashing him off guard.

***

Li Cong yawned and walked out with a washkerchief on his shoulder. As he walked, he stretched his waist, and suddenly a few strange sounds sounded in his ears, and he opened one eye to look, but saw that Yang Liu was clumsily cutting branches with homemade gloves. When he got up this morning, it was cold when he touched the place where Yang Liu had slept, and he thought that she was making breakfast, but he didn't think that she was doing children's things here. Li Cong shrugged, and was about to turn around to wash his face, but saw that when he saw Yang Liu scraping the bark down, he used too much force, and the firewood knife almost fell on her feet, but fortunately she took a step back in time. Li Cong's eyelids jumped, and without thinking too much, he suddenly stepped forward and snatched the firewood knife in Yang Liu's hand, and said, "Be careful of hurting you, what to do You say, I'll come." ”

Yang Liu was not polite, originally thought that they were all knives, kitchen knives she made Shun lì, and the firewood knife was not far off, but as soon as she got started, she knew that it was not so simple. Last night, I was angry, and I had to go on when I woke up, as for whether Li Cong could be trained to be the perfect husband in her heart, hey, let's figure it out. Time is tight, tasks are heavy, in ancient times when manpower was the main labor force. If you can't, you have to work on the tool. She looked at the straw cutter's knife, which was a serrated sickle. It is used when harvesting ears of wheat, and it is very common but not efficient. When harvesting straw, you have to bend down. At the end of the day, the waist also suffered. In the utility room, she found a kind of scimitar, a kind of wood knife for cutting small trees such as bushes and thorns, the edge of the knife was smooth and unserrated, like a question mark, and a wooden stick was stuffed in the handle, and she had an idea. Painstakingly broke a new poplar locust branch two thumbs thick, peeled off the epidermis, and polished it, whichever is not pricked. One end sharpened. Subject to being able to just insert it. Then he drove another iron nail into the branch, and the exposed part was bent and buckled to the hilt. Afraid that it would be crooked when she used it, she found a piece of rag cloth and tore it into strips, and wrapped it tightly around the joint between the handle of the knife and the branch.

Li Cong also saw a little bit of the door at this time, and his face was a little happy: "Lady, you are"

Yang Liu nodded: "Give it to you for cutting wheat straw." Yang Liu took it in his hand and made a demonstration, and then flung it left and right, making sure that the knife would not turn around with use, so he handed it to Li Cong.

Li Cong also gestured twice. If the conditions permit, he really wants to try it immediately, with this branch, he doesn't need to bend down and the speed is fast, just pay attention. It doesn't take much trouble when you bundle it. Like a child, he slammed a few circles in his hand with some excitement, and Li Cong asked, "Lady, how did you think of it, it's so smart." ”

Willow removes the gloves. faintly dropped a sentence: "Let's wash your face first, I can see the droppings in your eyes." ”

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Due to time reasons. Yesterday I only sifted coarsely once, and some large ear husks and straws were removed. Today, I have to use a fine bamboo plug again, and then put it into a sack and put it into the warehouse after drying. He carried a bamboo basket and asked several daughters-in-law to dry the wheat, and went to the town to see the injured Li Qiang and the pregnant Du.

Yang Liu thought that he still had two more hoops to turn the hula hoop, but he couldn't turn around with a bamboo sun in his hand, so he had to hold the sieve and stiffen his arms to shake back and forth one after the other, which made the people around the drying field laugh one by one.

"Ouch, my good girl, it's not like this, you watch me do it." A sister-in-law finally couldn't help it, and took the initiative to step forward and teach Yang Liu how to turn the bamboo sieve round. The two hands grasp the two arcs of the opposite sides of the bamboo sieve one after the other, and shake the circle clockwise.

"Yes, that's it, take your time." The woman opened her hand lightly as she spoke.

Yang Liu saw it really from the side just now, when others sifted the wheat, they only moved their arms, and their upper bodies shook slightly. And in her hands, it was a little difficult to turn the sieve round, because she couldn't help but turn her ass with her.

Then the crowd erupted into an even louder burst of laughter. Yang Liu's face turned red and he stopped picking a pick.

Yu Shi saw enough of the jokes on the side, and said: "Hey, fifth brother and sister, before my mother left, I said that this job is for our three concubines, and you can't pick a child now." ”

"I'll take care of cutting all the straws." Yang Liu didn't want to make jokes here.

"Okay, that's it. Tomorrow the family will plow the field, so it will be hard for you and the fifth brother. "When the wheat was being harvested, water poured into the field, and as the family is doing, it is necessary to wait until the field is ploughing to cut the straw together, and then it will be a chore. If you want to pick up cheap things, you can't do it, more than a dozen pieces of land, large and small, even if you want to burn it, someone has to watch it, so as not to harm the field next door, and then you have to leave some fire. Working in the fields without shade is more uncomfortable than this. Now that someone has taken the initiative to ask for help, Yu is still eager to do it.

Yang Liu lifted the straw hat, turned his head and left. There is only one scimitar at home, so it is naturally impossible to make a long-handled scimitar in the morning to cut wheat stalks. Yang Liu went home and got a serrated sickle, and went to find Li Cong.

Unexpectedly, I received a lot of praise as soon as I arrived in the field. , Some villagers have just tried the improvement of wheat stalks in Li Cong's hands, no need to bend over, the speed is fast, and the people are relaxed, and many people have followed suit.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Li Cong carried back the wheat stalks he had bundled. Yang Liu cut off the wheat stalks about one meter wide around the ridge, used them as isolation belts, and chose some that he could see and cut them and put them in the open space. Then he took a handful of dead grass and lit it into the field of wheat stalks that had not been harvested, and the fire was kindled. There is no need to worry about the spread of fire if there is a separation zone. Yang Liu clapped his hands and stood in the shade of the tree waiting for Li Cong to come and go out to the next field.

When Li Cong came back with the wheat stalks, the corners of his mouth twitched, compared with the lady, what was it that he cut out more than an acre of land yesterday. It's fast, it's fast, but he still has to climb the roof, and a fire burns out what he uses when he climbs the roof. Yang Liu saw that Li Cong looked like he had been hit, and pointed to the handsome wheat stalks she picked out in the field to comfort her. Li Cong nodded stiffly, and said in his heart, just this, it is only enough to make a little steamed bun at noon, and it can't be too much kang.

Also, with the eyes of Yang Liu picking out a handful of eye-catching vegetable leaves after walking a few rows of vegetable fields, you know how many she picked out. It's probably a flying scythe, which means something. (To be continued......)