137 The Harvest Brings No Blessing (2)

In other words: the sky is unpredictable. On the eighth day of the noon harvest, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and a northeast wind blew. Qin Zhongliang felt bad, there were signs of rain, mobilized and urged everyone to hurry up and harvest and fight, if you can harvest one more piece, if you can fight one more game. After dusk, the last two truckloads of wheat were pulled onto the field, and as the northeast wind gradually increased, soybean-like raindrops fell down and smashed on the ground, smashing into people's faces and bodies. Qin Zhongliang and everyone were busy covering the grain, wheat stacks and raw wheat on the trailer with the raised wheat bran. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind blew more and more violently, choking people's eyes and making it impossible to see clearly. After everyone built it, they hurried to the warehouse and breeding room to take shelter from the rain.

"How much of the food has not been raised?" Qin Zhongliang asked the people who were working on the field.

"There is wind today, and the other ones have come out, only the last one is left, and it will rain just before the wind comes out, no way!" Bao Lian wiped the rain on his face and said to Qin Zhongliang, "Whoever has been beaten, there is no loss." This year, the machine is cleaner than usual, and there is not much food in it. ”

"It's good that there's no big loss!" Qin Zhongliang said to Bao Lian, "Those who just fall to the ground and those who stand on the ground will definitely suffer!" Can the dry wheat that "rattle" not sprout when it is stained with water? ”

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married! No one can help it. Fortunately, we started early, and it would be nice to be able to grab two-thirds of it! Da Ling said, "I heard that Xiao Chen Zhuang and Xiao Zhang Zhuang only started to cut the day before yesterday. I don't know if it's true or not? ”

"Not bad. The day before yesterday, Xiao Chenzhuang's brother-in-law Chen Zhuo passed by my house in a hurry, saying that he and Xiao Zhangzhuang had not yet started to collect! The celebration confirms Da Leng's words.

The rain was falling "with a bang", and everyone warmed up and was drenched in the rain, shivering with cold, and no one could leave, chattering.

"Let's see how many people have to eat raw sprouted wheat noodles this year!"

"Eat raw sprout wheat noodles without being hungry! It's better than nothing! ”

"Not only do you eat raw wheat noodles, but if you don't have wheat seeds, what will you plant in the fall?"

Everyone, you and I are talking word by word.

"Don't just talk about others, our team's wheat has sprouts, and we will score points for everyone to eat! One can't pay public food, and the other can't make seeds, so you can only distribute it to everyone as rations! Qin Zhongliang said, "In case the rain stops immediately, tomorrow the poisonous sun will dry the water on the wheat, and no one will be allowed to eat raw sprout wheat noodles!" ”

"I hope so!" Da Ling looked at the rain outside and said, "The rain is a little lighter, let's hurry home, otherwise, how to go without seeing the road after a while?" Da Ling said as he walked out of the warehouse and went home.

"Let's go!" Everyone saw that it was getting dark, and they all left the warehouse in the rain. Qin Zhongliang asked Bao Lian to lock the door, sent someone to watch it at night, and beckoned the people in the breeding room to take shelter from the rain to also go home to eat and rest, in case they couldn't leave when they were too big.

The rain in heaven did not follow people's wishes, and it did not stop because of the people's noon harvest. It rained overnight, and although it couldn't be said to be a downpour, it was also tight, slow, big, and small. The next day, when I saw that there was already half a ditch of water in the small dry ditch on the side of the field, the frogs were swimming in the water and screaming. The food that had not had time to be raised on the field was soaked and bulged by the rain. People who have waited for more than half a year to eat white bread can't help but sigh: "It's not early, it's late, but at this time, it's really harmful!" ”

"Captain, the food on the field is overwatered, what should I do?" The big cow who was watching the field in the cowshed said to Qin Zhongliang as soon as he got home in the morning.

"Seriously?" Qin Zhongliang asked.

"It's all over the water! The wheat was all bulging, and it was about to sprout in the chaff. Da Niu said.

"Divide it down, let each family float the chaff out of the chaff, dry it and eat it. Put it in a heap, only rot! Qin Zhongliang said to the big cow, and began to take advantage of the time when the rain stopped, beckoning each family to come to the field, bring back a piece of wheat that had been watered, rinse and dry.

The rain that fell from yesterday evening did not stop not only the second day, but also the third day, intermittently, until the fourth day, after the clouds had cleared, and the sun appeared in the sky.

The rain stopped, and people couldn't do anything, and there was nothing to do. Even if you have work, you can't do it: you can't cut wheat, you can't get off the ground; Lamech could not go down to the ground; Fighting, the water on the field is bubbling out. When they went into the field, they saw the fallen and standing wheat, and it had sprouted. The snow-white roots make people's brows tighten even more, and they are very melancholy: "How can you eat this?!" How will you eat in the future?! "Irresistible natural disasters, irresistible fate, people can only endure.

Finally, God still has a little longer eyes. Since the sun appeared in the sky, the sky was full of stars at night, and the sun was like fire during the day, and the thirsty land absorbed water, and the water seeped down, and the ground was able to stand and hold people.

The harvest is imminent and urgent. Qin Zhongliang immediately called on all the members to go out, turn the wheat and dry it, and try to control the growth of malt. Strive to cut off the remaining wheat in a short period of time as soon as possible, so that the field can dry and the ground is hard to concentrate on pulling and beating, and the ripe crops can be recovered as soon as possible, so as to prevent rainfall in the near future, delay the opportunity, and cause more unnecessary losses. No threshing or drying on the field. As in the first days of the sickle, all the male and female laborers of the team, as well as the students who could hold the sickle and go to school and vacation, all participated in the labor of harvesting the wheat. Adults cut six or seven ridges, children cut one or two ridges, anyway, each does their best, and cuts as much as they can. According to the captain's explanation, the clerk recorded the number of ridges, and increased the number of points at that time to encourage motivation and speed up.

After the desperate struggle of the whole team to get up early and be greedy for darkness, wear the stars and wear the moon, and you chase me, in less than three days, all the remaining wheat was cut, and people supported their sore backs and sore arms, relieved and rushed home happily.

On the field, the threshed grain was lifted out and dried into the warehouse. The scene was crushed again, smoother and smoother. It's just that there is too much muddy water on the road these days, and there is no way to get off the car in the field, so you can only wait for the rice to go to the pot, and there is no wheat beating.

"The field is dry! It's time to thresh. Da Niu said to Bao Lian, Qin Zhongliang, Qin Ming and other people who came back from the field and passed by.

"Tomorrow, while pulling, while fighting. It's better if the car can go into the ground, but not into the ground, and the car can be loaded on the road with people on its back, and it can't be idle! Qin Zhongliang walked and said, "The field is done, and it will start early tomorrow morning, so as not to delay the game." ”

Considering the tiredness and hard work of the women during this period of time, the next morning, Qin Zhongliang only arranged for male laborers to go to Lamai, let them rest for a while, and then carry them outside after eating.

They parked their cars on the side of the road and loaded a few carts. After the meal, the sun rose, the dew disappeared, the ground was white, and it was much harder, Qin Zhongliang decided to break the original plan - just go into the ground to load the car and let the women pick it up.