Knocking down is to stand next to the Yangchang people, holding a broom, sweeping away the ears of wheat and grass seeds that the wind does not run, this process looks simple, but it is not easy to dry.

When a tree is lifted high, the wheat that has been blown away by the wind and the wheat bran falls to the ground, and the one who has a broom next to him has to sweep the debris that falls with the wheat grains to a pile, and the light can not sweep the wheat. And the action has to keep up with the rhythm of the Yangchang.

Therefore, there is a saying among farmers: the hand that raises the field is easy to find, but the hand that hits the child is difficult to find. It means that it is too difficult to meet a good hand who has fallen off.

So, when the wheat season arrives, every family will quarrel because of bad fighting.

Qinglian's family also lacks a good fighter, Wang Xiuli can't, no matter how capable He Hongshan is, he can't do it while playing the field, so he has to let his daughter learn to fight, and the girl can't bear to scold her daughter if she doesn't play well, and she is "dirty" every year. However, this year is different, He Dahong is a good player.

Watching my aunt cooperate with the rhythm of my father's wheat promotion, I swept the debris on the wheat one by one, and the debris was almost all left on the side of the wheat, and the wheat grains here were clean as if they had been picked up one by one, and no one who saw it did not applaud. The Qinglian sisters applauded happily.

Their threshing fields are next to the main road, and from time to time villagers pass by. He Dahong had to take the trouble to be humble to the people who praised her over and over again: "This is nothing remarkable, I have practiced it since I was a child." ”

A neighbor's sister-in-law said: "Hey, what I said, who hasn't been doing crop work since he was a child, why haven't you practiced your good hands, or are people smart." ”

Qinglian proudly praised and said: "My sister-in-law is right, my aunt is ingenious, what she learns is like, she is a good hand at work, you tell my aunt a good mother-in-law." ”

He Dahong scolded his niece with a smile: "You stupid girl, do you want to be beaten and talk nonsense." ”

The neighbor's sister-in-law smiled and said, "I'm really worried about this, I won't have time to say, I'll come to you when I'm done." ”

The neighbor's sister-in-law walked away with the wooden branch as she spoke.

Meiling's family next to her was also busy playing. In previous years, her family was Mei Lingniang, and a few of them were the main laborers, and her father Wang Daring just sat in the shade of the tree to command, and scolded and disgusted them for their slow work. This year is different, he has become the main laborer, working hard like the old cow, there is no scolding, no crying, and the family is busy in harmony.

The last wheat was raised, and it was almost dark, so they all began to pack bags and take them home to stockpile.

Qinglian waved to Meiling in her own wheat field, and the two of them shouted a few words across the two wheat fields.

Suddenly, the two younger sisters who were transferred to school after the New Year said to Meiling: "Sister, Teacher Wang himself is here to raise wheat." ”

Meiling listened and looked up, and found that in the wheat field of Wang Jianjun's house, which was a few houses in her field, he was indeed busy.

His father and mother were old and blind, so he naturally did the work in the field himself. When he saw that he had raised the wheat a few times, he put down the shovel, picked up a broom and hit the fall a few times, and then picked up the shovel and raised the field. It's uncomfortable to watch.

Wang Jianjun put down the stiff waist of the broom hammer, and when he went to get the wooden shovel again, the wooden shovel was grabbed by the other hand, and Meiling whispered: "Brother Jianjun, you can rest, I'll raise it." ”

Her second sister Shuling said sweetly: "Brother Jianjun, I'll help knock down the son." ”

Wang Jianjun waved his hand again and again in a panic and said: "No, no, no, everyone is busy harvesting wheat and wheat, I don't dare to let you help, you are busy with your work, I will do it myself slowly." ”

Shuling smiled and said: "It's okay, Brother Jianjun, we have raised the wheat this time, my mother and my sister are loading the cloth bag, we will help you raise the mother and put the cloth bag ready, we are all neighbors, who doesn't help anyone." ”

Meiling whispered to Wang Jianjun: "Don't be polite to us, you can quickly pack the cloth bag, I will help you with Shuling in a while." ”

Wang Jianjun smiled embarrassedly and said, "Look at Meiling, and let you help raise the field, I really don't want to go." ”

Meiling smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm good at hitting the seed, it's very relaxed." ”

Shuling smiled beautifully and said, "Yes, my eldest sister is also a good hand at beating down." ”

So saying, the two sisters lifted the wheat with a wooden tree, and the other dropped the broom.

Wang Jianjun drank half a pot of cold water, took a breath, and snatched the wooden shovel in Shuling's hand, raised it one by one, and Meiling also swept it with a broom. The more he raised, the more energetic he became, and he never felt that he was so happy in Yangchang.

Shuling was behind them with a cloth bag of wheat. Watching the eldest sister and Wang Jianjun work with a tacit understanding of Yang and a sweeper, and the two of them laughed together from time to time, looking very sweet. She smiled secretly.

"Teacher Wang." The crisp voices of Meiling's two younger sisters sounded.

Wang Jianguo turned around and said "hey" cordially, and saw the two of them running in front, and Mei Lingniang running behind them.

"Aunt Bai." Wang Jianguo called out politely and respectfully.

"Hey, I'll see if the bag is packed, and we'll pull it home together after it's packed." Sister Bai said with a smile.

Wang Jianjun saw that half of it was still unpacked, so he echoed and said, "It's almost fast, it's really troublesome for the two sisters." ”

Mei Lingniang no longer greeted her, squatted down directly, grabbed the bag and beckoned her two little daughters to help Wang Jianjun with wheat.

Wang Jianjun had someone to help him in the first fight, and he was also joined by adults and children, and he was almost moved to tears by a big man.

He said excitedly: "I plan to raise the wheat all night without sleeping, I didn't expect it to be not only raised so soon, but also put it in a bag, thanks to your whole family, Aunt Bai, how can you say I thank you......"

Shuling said loudly: "Brother Jianjun, you gave my two sisters a make-up lesson after school, how can our whole family thank you?" ”

Sister Bai said, "That's it." ”

Wang Jianjun immediately said seriously: "That's as it should be." ”

Shuling said: "We are neighbors, and it is also appropriate to help each other. ”

Sister Bai followed up and said, "That's it." ”

Wang Jianjun is not good at talking, especially when he usually doesn't dare to talk to women, so he scratches his head and doesn't talk anymore.

The wheat is loaded, and it is time to pull it home with a row of cars, Shuling is tall and strong, and it is like playing with a bag of wheat, but Wang Jianjun is thin and weak, and it is obviously difficult to carry a bag of wheat, so Meiling will carry it to the ground with him bag by bag.

After the car was loaded, Meiling insisted on pulling Maizi home with him, and she didn't have to help him stock up.

As soon as she came back to Wang Jianjun's house for the first time, Meiling thought that this blind parents, a single man's home, should be messy and dirty, who knows, the yard and the house are actually neatly tied.

Wang Jianjun's elderly blind parents heard that Meiling helped their son harvest wheat and help him stockpile, they all said good things gratefully, trembling with crutches to bring her water to drink, and went to the yard to pick melons and wash them for her to eat.

Meiling smiled and said, "Uncle, auntie, I'm busy, I can't take care of eating, I'll eat when I'm done." ”

When the cart of wheat was hoarded, Wang Jianjun and Meiling were soaked. Wang Jianjun couldn't help but say: "Meiling, look at the way you asked me to load the car and help me stockpile, I really don't know how to thank you." ”

Meiling wiped the sweat on her face, laughed and said, "How can you thank me, then give me these melons, my sisters like to eat melons the most." ”

Wang Jianjun said in a panic: "Then I'll pick a few more." ”

Meiling stopped him and said, "No, no, these are enough, I can't take more." ”

She took those melons and said goodbye to Wang Jianjun's family, and Wang Jianjun and the blind parents were sent outside her hospital. Wang Jianjun's parents can't see, their ears are better than anyone else's, and their hearts are unusually transparent.

Since then, Wang Jianjun has picked two melons every day when he goes to school, and secretly gave them to Meiling's two sisters to eat during class.

After half a month, the double robbery is basically over. The wheat was hoarded, the seeds were lit, and the exhausted people could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Some people will fall into bed and sleep for a day and a night due to overwork. He Hongshan and He Dahong are like that.

This morning, Qinglian got up early to make breakfast, and went to the chicken farm to inspect the circle before going home to call her family for dinner.

When she entered the door and saw Sun Ershuang coming out of the kitchen, she smiled and quipped: "Aunt Ershuang, why are you hiding our kitchen and stealing my buns to eat." ”