This peanut has to be skillfully pulled, and it cannot be pulled out directly by brute force, which will tear off the roots of the peanut and cause the peanut to be left in the soil and not come out.

It is not too small, too small to pull the peanuts, Luozhi saw that the adults held the peanut seedlings in their hands, and lifted it upward, and the peanuts were pulled out, and then they had to shake the soil vigorously, and put them neatly and placed them neatly.

Seeing that the adults were handy, Luozhi also tried to pull a clump of peanut seedlings, hey, this peanut didn't give face, and the seedlings only pulled out a few peanuts, so she had to squat down and dig with a hoe.

After pulling out almost five points of land, Luo Zhi saw Aunt Mu Si walking back, and began to bundle peanuts into bundles with straw ropes, so that it would be convenient to load them on the ox cart and pull them home for a while.

The sun was shining in the sky, and soon, everyone was sweating their clothes, and Luozhi's hair was all stuck on her sun-red cheeks, and the sweat flowed into her eyes, making her want to cry.

Think about it, it's not easy to plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn! From spring sowing to autumn harvesting, it is soaked with the sweat and hard work of the croppers.

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil." Luozhi couldn't help but think of the approachable and popular poem, it seems that the ancient poet also had to work in agriculture, otherwise how could he write such a poem close to life.

"Who knows that Chinese food is hard work." Luo An opened his mouth and continued. This is a poem that Luo Zhi taught him to cherish food and respect the peasants, the little guy is very smart, and he can be catchy when he teaches a poem three or five times.

In order for him to know why, Luo Zhi will give an example, so as not to parrot only words.

"What are you muttering?" Mu Ying asked by wiping the beads of sweat from her sleeve.

"It's nothing, it's just that today is really hard for your family." Luozhi pulled her hair back behind her head, wiped her sweat with her sleeve and said.

"In a while, you can make more delicious food to repay my kindness," Mu Ying said with a grin. Sometimes Luozhi really envies her heartless joyful appearance, unlike her, who worries all day long and lives like an old lady.

"Grandpa, take a break." Luozhi followed closely behind the old man to rake up the "fish that slipped through the net", looked up at the sky, and then at the old man's sweaty back, and proposed.

In the words of the farmer, Old Man Mu is a person who hates work. I just can't wait to finish the work in one go, and I don't stop doing it, and no one reminds me that I can keep doing it.

When Old Man Mu heard Luozhi's words, he grabbed the peanut seedlings pulled out with one hand, straightened his waist, and looked at the sky, estimating that it had been dry for about an hour and a half, and looked back to see that several adults and children were tired and sweaty, so he nodded.

Luo Zhi saw that everyone was sitting in the shade of the tree to relax, and walked to the ox cart, where there was a large porcelain jar with a spout wrapped in broken cotton wool, filled with water, which she had brought from home in the morning. Luozhi hugged the big porcelain jar, and Mu Ying followed over and took the bowl and sent it to the place where everyone was sitting and resting.

Luozhi poured a bowl of water into the bowl and handed it to Grandpa, "Master, drink water." ”

Old Man Mu agreed, took the bowl, and drank all the bowl of water with his neck up.

She poured a bowl of water for Uncle Mu, Aunt Mu, and Brother Mu Ying, and finally drank it herself. Luo'an and Ah Shu brought their own water with bamboo tubes, and they had already settled down by themselves.

The old man took out the pocket containing dry tobacco and straw paper from his belt, rolled one and handed it to Uncle Mu, and the two smoked dry tobacco one after another.

"Uncle, this year's year is good, I see that your peanuts are 20% more than last year, no problem," Uncle Mu said with a puff of cigarette.

Old Man Mu looked at the peanut seedlings scattered all over the place, full of peanuts, and showed a satisfied smile on his face: "This year's harvest can be more than a dozen catties of vegetable oil than in previous years!" ”

Luozhi listened to the small talk of the adults and looked at the farmers working in the distance, and felt very warm in his heart.

A gentle breeze blew through her sweaty clothes, and she suddenly felt that the pores of her whole body were open, which was very comfortable. The hard work and the lack of materials are better than those of modern times, but this kind of self-sufficient pastoral life is what many modern people dream of.

Happiness can actually be very simple, Luo Zhi thought in his heart, hard work to get what he wants, this is the true fun of pastoral life. The goal of many modern people is to enjoy the idyllic life of their old age in order to enjoy the idyllic life of their old age in their old age.

Of course, if this day can be a little richer, a little richer, it will be more fulfilling. You have to work hard for this, come on, Mu Luozhi, you can do it.

After drinking enough water and smoking a bag of cigarettes, Fourth Uncle Mu got up from the ground first.

"Jia'an, Ah Shu, you two go and push the cart up."

It's time to start shipping home.

Aunt Mu took Mu Ying to continue pulling peanuts, Luozhi took Luo'an to rake the peanut field, and the four of them loaded and unloaded the truck.

The peanut seedlings that have just been pulled out can not be directly exposed to the sun under the sun, the peanuts after exposure are particularly difficult to pick, they have to be placed in the shade to dry and pick, when they go out in the morning, Luozhi and Grandpa will clear the things in the hall to other places, and now the whole hall is used to put peanut seedlings.

The scorching sun was in the sky, there was no trace of wind blowing, and the sun made the head hurt, everyone packed up their things and prepared to go home.

When we got home, we drank water, ate snacks, sat down and rested, and then sat in a row and began to pick peanuts. Luozhi went to the stove room to make lunch.

Everyone has worked hard this morning, and we need to eat a good meal to make up for it. Luozhi simmered a large pot full of white rice, and the other pot stir-fried the vegetables.

Yesterday's marinated pig large intestine, pig small intestine with chili, five-spice powder, leek seedlings stir-fried, loaded with two large bowls of sharp points, piled up and almost fell.

I cut a bowl of the pork belly that was marinated yesterday, spread the dried vegetables with my own beans at the bottom of the bowl, spread the meat on top of the dried vegetables, and put it in the pot of stewed rice to steam together.

When she went out in the morning, the soybean and pig's knuckle soup simmered on the fire was already soft and glutinous, she added a little coarse salt to taste, and then simmered it to get off the fire.

Wipe your hands clean, went to the backyard vegetable garden, although it has been autumn all kinds of vegetables but the growth is gratifying, Luozhi picked autumn loofah, autumn eggplant, autumn cucumber, water spinach, back to the stove room to fetch water carefully cleaned, began to fry vegetarian dishes.

The aroma of the food wafted into the courtyard of the hall in bursts, causing everyone to be hungry and hungry.

"Grandpa, let's call it a day, let's wash our hands and get ready for dinner." Luozhi brought a basin of water into the hall, and put the fragrant pancreas aside for everyone to wash their hands.

"Luozhi, this good thing has been taken out and washed and ruined, so hurry up and collect it." Mu Siniang said when she saw the fragrant pancreas.

"Auntie, this thing is used when you buy it, don't be reluctant to use it!" Luo Zhi personally made a rich foam and washed Aunt Mu's hands.

"This thing is so fragrant, daddy, you smell it" Aunt Mu sniffed her fragrant hand and said to Uncle Mu.

"Suitable Ming'er, I'll give you and Mu Ying a whole piece back," Fourth Uncle Mu said, Luozhi and Mu Ying laughed quietly when they heard it, this Fourth Uncle Mu is a good man who loves his wife.

"Don't, I'll just say, don't spend this money, keep it for the spring to catch the little piglet!" Women just want a man to have an attitude, not really ask you to buy it for her. Looking at Uncle Mu's emotional intelligence, Luo Zhi praised him in his heart, which not only captured his wife's heart, but also made his wife follow willingly.

Everyone sits around to eat, four meats and four vegetables, eight dishes, bowls and bowls are sharp, the dishes are rich, and the color and flavor are complete.

"Luozhi, this is what you cook," Fourth Uncle Mu directly stretched out his thumb and praised Luozhi while eating. Mu Ying and Ah Shu have turned their ears to what is going on outside the window, and they only eat food on the table.

Mu Jia'an savored the taste of the food, saying that this was the second time he had eaten a meal made by Luozhi, which subverted his sense of taste, this spicy and fragrant meal was extremely appetizing.

He remembered the pumpkin dumplings sent by Luozhi last night, which were ingenious and delicious, and they were even more delicious than those made by his grandfather, who had been making pasta all his life.

Listening to her spit out like beads, soft and crisp, he couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes to look at her, and saw Luozhi eyebrows and eyes crooked smile and talk to A-Niang, looking delicate, cheeks flushed, although not very old, but has begun to show a beautiful complexion, elegant temperament, in his eyes is really more beautiful than the people in the painting, his heart "Bibi" jumped, his face crimson.

"Jia'an, why is your face so red, it can't be heat stroke, right?" Old Man Mu sat across from him, looked at him and asked.

"Grandpa...... It's okay, it's just ...... It's too hot to eat," Mu Jia'an was so frightened that he almost couldn't even say a word.

"If it's delicious, eat more, when you are young, it's time to grow your body, eat more meat and grow your strength," the old man put a piece of pork belly in a bowl for him, and Mu Jia'an stood up and took it.

"Jia'an should be sixteen years old this year, right?" Old Man Mu and Fourth Uncle Mu clinked glasses and walked away, and asked.

"But no, this Chinese New Year will be seventeen in a blink of an eye", Uncle Mu Si put a chopsticks fried pig's large intestine into his mouth and chewed, well, this dish costs wine, and it is very comfortable, good.

"Do you look at the girl's house? This is a major life event, sooner rather than later." Luo Zhi was embarrassed when he heard Grandpa's words, is this world a leftover man after the age of fifteen or sixteen?

Brother Song last time, Brother Jia An today, is still a young man of sixteen, seventeen or eight, and he was only a sophomore in high school in his previous life.

"His grandmother showed him one, this child didn't like someone, the other party's family is also in the town business, the family has a lot of assets, this and his grandfather's family is very close, this back and forth somehow got along. I asked an acquaintance to come together, but this dead kid is not happy, and it is a shame that your grandfather's family has come over for you, otherwise you will be embarrassed to see your Uncle Wu in the future. Aunt Mu crackled and complained, everyone stopped their chopsticks and pricked up their ears to listen, this news is exciting enough, after listening to everyone's eyes, "brush brush" straight at Mu Jia'an.