Around five o'clock in the afternoon.

Had an early dinner.

Father Zhuang led his son to the wheat field again.

"Our task today is to return the last two acres of wheat to our home."

"Can you hold on!"

Father Zhuang stood in the wheat field with his sons and looked at his sons seriously.

"Yes!"

Zhuang Zihao replied loudly.

"Okay, if you can persevere, then let's start working, it's not hot at noon this afternoon!"

"Hurry up, and strive to harvest it in an hour and a half and transport it home."

Eyes on the youngest son.

"Zihao, you see that you will send it home when you see more wheat cut, do you know!"

"Just pile it up under the eaves!"

Zhuang's father told his son.

"I know, Dad, then I'll go to work!"

"Don't stand here, go to work!"

After speaking, he also strode up to the wheat, held the sickle in his hand, and harvested, for him, a veteran who has been doing it for more than ten years, this harvest of wheat is still easy.

So Daddy Zhuang, who has countless experiences, got to work, which was fast and good.

The work done by one person can be the work done by two sons.

Of course, it is Zhuang Zijie and Zhuang Zi'an!

Zhuang Zihao, he is a freak, who will compare with him.

The father and son were in full swing in the sunset, and sweat followed their movements, sliding down their cheeks along their faces.

The three young brothers stood up from time to time and stretched their sore waists.

Or drink water to quench your thirst.

But looking at the speed of their father's work, they don't dare to be lazy.

Looking at the small patch of wheat that remained, they still felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Come on! And a little more! ”

Zhuang Zi'an puffed out his cheeks and cheered himself up.

Zhuang Zijie endured the discomfort on his body and harvested the wheat as fast as he could.

Because he knew that only after harvesting this piece could he go home and bathe.

Persistence is victory!

Zhuang Zihao looked at the small half of the wheat that had been harvested and the ears of wheat piled on the ground, silently put down the sickle in his hand, got up and walked towards the cart.

It's time for him to start his shipping journey again.

Go to the cart and push it to the wheat pile.

And he put together the wheat and bundled them one by one. Put it on the cart and tie the wheat tightly with a rope. Then I drove home with a cart.

It took six rounds to bring home the ears of wheat that had been piled together.

Returned to the wheat field again, took the kettle in the basket of water, poured a glass of water, drank, quenched his thirst, and rested for a few more minutes.

He went to the wheat and continued to cut the wheat with his father and brothers.

With the unremitting efforts of the father and son, the last handful of wheat was finally harvested after an hour.

Father Zhuang looked at the last handful of wheat in his hand, got up and exhaled a long time!

Turning to look at his tired sons, who were sitting on the ground resting.

"Get up, you don't know how hot it is in this field?"

"I want to rot my ass, let you Grandpa Hu get you medicine to eat."

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The three brothers looked at each other speechlessly.

But the embarrassment in their eyes is only understood by themselves!

Qi Qi looked at Daddy Zhuang!

The resentment in that eye is about to overflow!

But after their father's words, they didn't dare to continue sitting on the ground!

Because it's really hot!

Woowoo......

"Work, Zijie, Zi'an, you come to bundle the wheat, Zihao, you are transporting it home."

Daddy Zhuang arranged them one by one.

"Wait, Zihao!"

Looking at his son, who was about to push the wheat away, Father Zhuang suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong Dad?"

Zhuang Zihao stopped and looked at his father strangely.

"I'll go with you!"

"Keep tying up your two brothers until you are done."

Father Zhuang picked up two large sheaves of wheat and told his son, who was bundling wheat.

Walk next to Zhuang Zihao and walk home with him.

"Let's go!"

"Oh oh oh, good! Father! ”

looked at Daddy, who was carrying two large bundles of wheat and striding ahead.

Zhuang Zihao hurriedly pushed the wheat and rushed up.

Carrying wheat like Daddy Zhuang is the hardest.

The weight of the two large sheaves of wheat was pressed on the shoulders, and the bamboo planks that picked the wheat rubbed back and forth against the skin on the shoulders.

The board will grind the skin red, and then it will start to break.

It's very torturous!

Compared to his father, who strode ahead, he was very relaxed!

……

"Xianggong is back, is this the wheat harvested?"

Su Huiniang looked at Xianggong who walked into the courtyard with wheat, and asked with some curiosity!

"Hmm!"

"Put it all away!"

"You can ship it all back in one trip."

Father Zhuang explained to his daughter-in-law.

"Oh, is it so fast this year, but it took two days last year?"

When Su Huiniang heard Xianggong say this, she was even more curious!

Father Zhuang wiped his sweat and helped his youngest son unload the wheat from the cart and put it under the eaves.

"My sons are working hard this year, especially Zihao, the speed of this work is almost catching up with me!"

Speaking of this, Daddy Zhuang's face was full of smiles.

"Zijie Zi'an, they look at their younger brothers, they are better than them, and they don't lag behind, they also work hard!"

"So, this year, this year's wheat field will be harvested in one day."

After hearing this, Su Huiniang glanced at her son who was putting wheat with a smile.

Dare to love, it's all because of the youngest son!

Is this because the younger brother is too violent, and when the elder brother can't stop yelling, he can only try his best to save some face.

"Stinky boy, let's go, once I'm lucky, today's work is over!"

Father Zhuang accepted his son's cart and pushed it to the wheat field.

Looking back at his son, who hadn't caught up.

"It's coming!" ^_^

Zhuang Zihao came back to his senses and ran.

"Dad, there's still a lot of wheat in the field, can this really be brought back at once?"

Zhuang Zihao looked up at his tall father in disbelief.

"Well, son, you still have to study hard, that wheat is piled on the ground, it looks like a lot, but ah, if you tie them all up, there will not be much!"

Father Zhuang explained to his ignorant son.

Zhuang Zihao looked at his father with a sudden understanding.

"That's right!"

It turned out that Zhuang Zihao, who had lived in the city since he was born, only experienced living in the farmland after crossing over.

But because he was too young before, his father and mother didn't let him go to the field to help.

He was left at home to watch the food recovered with his sisters.

Help the sisters to help!

Therefore, for the work in the field, he is now learning and selling.

It's also thanks to his good brain and strong strength, otherwise he would be such a novice, and he wouldn't be able to get up as soon as he lay down if he wanted to do a day's work like today.

"Dad, we're here!"

Looking at the two older brothers who were sitting on the wheat pile in front of them.

"Second brother, third brother, I'm here!"

Ran to the brothers, happy to be informed.

"Second brother, third brother, we can transport these wheat back this time!"

"It's all shipped back, and we can have a good rest!"

Looking at the excited brother in front of him.

The brothers also seemed to be driven by their brother's excitement.

The brothers, who were still a little wilted, also stood up.

"Zihao, what are you doing there?"

"Come over and push the cart, Zijie Zi'an, you each pick up a burden, and follow me home."

Father Zhuang filled the cart to the brim, and left four sheaves of wheat for the two sons that they could pick, and divided the rest of the wheat with the younger son, and bundled them up.

Pick up the wheat and cry out to the sons.

This year's wheat harvest is over......