Chapter 402: If only time could be slower
"Eat, eat!"
"Come on, Xiaomo, grandma peeled an egg for you......"
“……”
The atmosphere was a little strange, seeing that Jiang Xiaohan was stunned, grandma gave him a roll of the eyes angrily, and then handed Jiang Xiaomo an egg that had just been peeled, and everyone no longer paid attention to the topic just now.
Jiang Xiaohan didn't care about this.
Thinking of Jiang Xiaomo's stunned appearance just now, Jiang Xiaohan's heart was secretly refreshed, he was stumped by Jiang Xiaomo's strange question before, but now he finally made a beautiful counterattack.
Comfortable!
Unexpectedly, when Jiang Xiaohan was secretly proud in his heart, a sharp pain suddenly came from his waist.
There is no need to look at it, with this skillful movement and familiar feeling, Jiang Xiaohan knows that it is Zhao Wanxi's black hand.
Jiang Xiaohan turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Wanxi's move to look away, and he was speechless.
Look at what this means, is it to see yourself "bullying" Jiang Xiaomo, and then secretly avenge her?
Jiang Xiaohan had a toothache, the surname Zhao hadn't passed the door yet, so he took care of his future sister-in-law in advance, how could he get it in the future?
Not much.
Jiang Xiaomo, who ate two eggs and drank a bowl of porridge, put down her chopsticks, patted her little belly with satisfaction, and then said to everyone: "I'm full." ”
Jiang Xiaomo ate quickly, as if she was in a hurry.
In fact, it is true, because knowing that the autumn harvest will officially start today, Jiang Xiaomo has been waiting for this moment since yesterday.
Before coming, Jiang Xiaomo had already made the purpose of this trip very clear, in addition to accompanying her grandparents, she also had to help them work in the fields.
For Jiang Xiaomo's positivity, grandma seemed a little helpless, but she was very pleased.
As far as the second elder is concerned, in fact, he is already very happy to see Jiang Xiaohan and Jiang Xiaomo come back, as for the rest, it doesn't matter, but their performance after coming back makes the old couple surrounded by a strong sense of happiness all the time.
What could be happier than having a grandchild so well-behaved and sensible?
After everyone finished eating, under the urging of Jiang Xiaomo, everyone embarked on today's autumn harvest road with sickles and other farm tools.
"Slow down, slow down......"
On the way, grandma looked at Jiang Xiaomo, who was leading the way at a trot in front, with a smile on her face, but she kept reminding her that she was afraid that Jiang Xiaomo would run too fast and fall.
The rice field at home is not far away, Jiang Xiaohan also took Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi to see it yesterday, and it is not too early to come out now, because there are already many people working in the fields at this time, and everyone should take advantage of the sunny weather in the past few days to complete this autumn harvest as soon as possible.
When he arrived in the field, Jiang Xiaohan was surprised to find that his uncle, aunt and cousin Jiang Lei were also there, and they were already busy.
Jiang Xiaohan was surprised because he knew that the uncle's family was a big grain grower in the village, and they couldn't work by themselves in the past few days, so yesterday his grandfather also specially explained that they didn't need to come over to help, but he didn't expect them to come anyway.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing them, not only Jiang Xiaohan, but also Old Man Jiang also seemed quite surprised.
When the uncle found the people coming, he stopped what he was doing, and replied with a smile: "If there are many people, the speed is fast, and it will take a while." ”
"Mom, you just rest, let's just come here."
At this time, the eldest aunt also spoke.
When Old Man Jiang heard this, he was a little unhappy, although he knew that his son and daughter-in-law had good intentions, but he was not old enough to work.
didn't say anything more, everyone quickly joined the ranks of harvesting rice, as for Jiang Xiaomo, because her grandmother didn't let her touch the sickle, she could only squat angrily and watch everyone work.
Zhao Wanxi grabbed a sickle, but Rao is she searched for a bunch of tutorials on the Internet yesterday, but when it came to the actual operation, there was still a problem.
"Or ...... Are you going to rest too? ”
After hesitating, looking at Zhao Wanxi, who was a little frustrated, Jiang Xiaohan tentatively spoke.
"Don't."
Looking at Jiang Xiaomo, who was squatting on the side, Zhao Wanxi shook her head resolutely, and then looked at Jiang Xiaohan: "You teach me!" ”
Today is an opportunity to show herself, and she won't give up easily.
"That's good! I'll show you. ”
Jiang Xiaohan was helpless, then grabbed a handful of rice with his left hand, adjusted the angle with the sickle in his right hand, and swung it.
Subsequently, the handful of rice that originally grew in the field was easily cut by Jiang Xiaohan.
There are not too many fancy things, they are all very simple and straightforward methods, it just depends on whether they are skilled or not.
Zhao Wanxi has a strong learning ability, and after Jiang Xiaohan demonstrated and reminded some places that need attention, she mastered the essence in a few clicks, and her speed gradually caught up.
The rice that everyone had cut was sent to the uncle, and the millet was taken down from the rice.
In the morning, the uncle also brought their threshing machine over and directly used the threshing machine to help the rice threshing, which is relatively simple and laborious compared to the traditional threshing method.
As for the straws left over after threshing, they are directly tied up or piled into straw piles, which can then be used to make fertilizer in the fire or returned to the field.
Not counting Jiang Xiaomo, the uncle's family, plus Jiang Xiaohan and Jiang Xiaomo, as well as grandparents, a total of seven people, almost only took one morning to get those acres of rice in Old Man Jiang.
In the afternoon, everyone was not idle, grandparents, Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi, plus Jiang Xiaomo, who once again took the initiative to invite Ying to "go into battle", all went to the uncle's house to help.
The whole village is full of busy figures under the autumn harvest, the joy of the harvest and the smell of the soil away from the hustle and bustle of the city are intertwined, and everywhere is full of harmony and beauty.
The time is from morning to night, the sun is also from east to west, and the passage of time is almost imperceptible in the busy process, the morning is still the rising sun, and in the blink of an eye is the afterglow that gradually slants to the west.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone tacitly agreed that they were not busy until so late, and the uncle's family also came over, Jiang Xiaohan finally snatched the control of the kitchen from his grandmother, and used the current ingredients and conditions to make them a reunion dinner that was full of praise.
Maybe it was because Jiang Xiaohan's dinner was delicious, or maybe it was because of the special Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone had a very happy meal at night.
After eating, night had completely fallen.
Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi, who were about to help clean up, were kicked out by their grandmother and stayed in the yard for a while, and the two of them came outside.
"Today's moon seems to be rounder than yesterday's."
Bathed in the moonlight, walking hand in hand with Jiang Xiaohan in the quiet village, Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.
"How do you see that?"
Jiang Xiaohan looked up at the moon in the sky, and didn't notice any difference between yesterday and today.
"Can't you just spoil the atmosphere?"
In the face of Jiang Xiaohan's "demolition", Zhao Wanxi pinched him speechlessly, such a good artistic conception, can't Jiang Xiaohan cooperate with him?
Jiang Xiaohan, who was "punished", shut up with interest, Zhao Wanxi didn't speak anymore, and the two of them walked quietly under the moonlight, enjoying this silent romance.
"Do you like it here?"
After a while, Jiang Xiaohan turned his head, looked at Zhao Wanxi's side face, and suddenly spoke.
"I like it!"
Looking at Shangjiang Xiaohan's gaze, Zhao Wanxi said with some emotion: "It's just a pity......
"What a pity?"
Jiang Xiaohan was stunned.
As if sensing Jiang Xiaohan's nervousness, Zhao Wanxi's gaze fell on him, and his gaze softened: "If only time could be a little slower." ”
"Hmm!"
After being silent for two seconds, Jiang Xiaohan slowly responded, held Zhao Wanxi's hand tightly, and repeated:
"If only time could be a little slower."