"Cheng," the butcher agreed with a smile, "and the morning designation is all done." ”

His complexion did not change, but he calculated in his heart: if you have 20 wen in one head, you can get 200 in one morning.

is less than half of the income from selling pork, but today is not a fair, no one buys meat, and idleness is idle, which is equivalent to earning 200 wen in vain.

Thinking of this, his movements became more and more neat.

After Huang Xiaoliu was pressed to read it, the four corbels were all soft.

After going out, hit Huang Lao Er hard, spread his legs, and left without looking back.

Seeing this, the dog next to him followed closely and disappeared after a while.

The butcher looked thoughtfully at their departing backs and chuckled, "Maybe I'm thinking too much." ”

It's just a bunch of brutes, how can they understand these things?

Huang Lao Er thought that Huang Xiaoliu had run away from home, and he was afraid that his family would blame him, so he hurriedly ran over to find it after cursing in a low voice.

Zhuangzi.

Although they were delayed by Huang Xiaoliu's matter, everyone still rushed to the place at the hour.

The sun's flush had receded and became brighter and brighter, and the dew had not yet completely dissipated, but was slightly damp.

Yesterday was a busy day, but because of the oil and water supplement, Han Lao felt that he could work for another twenty days.

"Owner, do you want to work harder and finish cutting all the wheat overnight?"

"It's not good to cut wheat in the dark, you also have to have a good rest, anyway, you can finish cutting tomorrow, and the sky doesn't look like it's raining, so don't worry."

"It's okay," Han Lao explained humbly, "In fact, in previous years, I didn't go back until midnight, but yesterday the samarium sickle was so easy to use, seven or eight times faster than before, the old man forgot about it." ”

"Cut until midnight?" Jiang Nuan's eyes widened in shock, "Can you afford to eat?" ”

The peasant family generally gets up with the sky, and most of them get up at dawn, and the Huang family is the same.

However, in summer, you can get up early at four o'clock, and if you go back in the middle of the night, you won't be able to sleep for a few hours.

It's just desperate!

"You have to work whether you eat or not," Han Lao sighed, "in case the grain rots in the ground, the year will be in vain." ”

That is, I encountered good things this year, and I don't know how much hard work I saved.

"Also, the sky is getting too fast, just say it," Jiang Nuan also felt helpless, "You can feel at ease as soon as you finish your busy work early." ”

Even if you can't receive food, you have to pay taxes and grain, and you can't do it if you don't fight if you don't have it.

"Madame agreed to work at night?"

"There's no need to be like this," Jiang Nuan looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, and the sky was clear, "There has been no rain in the last five or six days, there will be no accidents, by the way, have you harvested your own grain?" ”

"The owner comes first, and there is little land at home, so I can go back and cut a little, and I can finish it in a few days."

Jiang Nuan nodded lightly, "If you find it inconvenient to use the sickle, use the samarium sickle." ”

After a pause, he added, "No need to pay for rent." ”

Hearing this, Han Lao moved his mouth, but he didn't refuse, bowed deeply, and left.

It didn't take long for Jiang Nuan to find that these tenants were working harder than yesterday, working as if they were dying, as if they couldn't feel the increasingly hot sun at all.

Jiang Nuan felt that his conscience was uneasy, but the old people were very satisfied.

"Our tenants are really not bad, honest and kind, and they work hard, they don't cheat and cheat, and no one secretly hides food in their crotch."

The previous compliments are okay, but what the hell is this last sentence?

"It's all ears of wheat that haven't been threshed," Jiang Nuan said speechlessly, "It's covered with wheat, and it can puncture the skin when you touch it, hide it on your body, and your head gets into the water?" ”

"It's rare and weird," Mrs. Jiang said in a tone that her daughter had never seen the market, "What a normal thing, these are grains, not to mention wheat mang, they are iron needles, do you believe it or not, someone still puts it in their pockets?" ”

"That is, when harvesting grain, relatives don't move, that's what they're afraid of," Mrs. Huang followed and spoke, "One person can hold more than ten catties in a hidden point." ”

"Don't talk about relatives, there are people in my village who steal," Mrs. Jiang looked gloomy, "Last year, someone took advantage of your brother's time to go home for dinner, cut two or three rows of wheat, and I was so angry that I sat in the middle of the village and scolded for two hours, and my throat was smoking." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan recognised his mother's fierceness.

"Did you find anyone?" Mrs. Huang didn't think there was anything wrong, "You can't swallow this loss in vain?" ”

"I found it," Mrs. Jiang raised her chin triumphantly, "After the old lady knew who it was, she scratched her old face and asked Jiang Xu to go home with a bag of grain." ”

"Your temper is too good," Mrs. Huang furrowed her eyebrows, "At that time, you should have scolded her and made her cheap!" ”

Whose food isn't made day and night?

You know that if you steal someone else's house, don't have a little face.

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang glanced around uncomfortably, "She's shameless, how can we be like her." ”

She didn't want her in-laws to know at all that she had scolded forty or fifty catties of grain.

It is said that it is three ridges, but it is not.

The old lady was afraid that people would see that they were jumping and cutting, at most thirty or forty catties, but she let her son carry a hundred catties back.

At that time, the popularity fainted.

It's so humiliating that she doesn't want to talk about it at all.

"Yes," Mrs. Huang nodded in agreement, "We have to ask for their shamelessness." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Jiang Nuan didn't know how to pick it up, so she simply changed the topic, "Why hasn't the second child come over yet?" Haven't you done something good yet? ”

"You're a steer fast?" Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but shake her head, "It's more than a dozen, and it will take more than an hour to say the least." ”

"I don't know how many I can keep," Mrs. Huang said distressedly, "If you die, all the money to buy piglets will be in vain." ”

If it weren't for Jiang Nuan's insistence, Mrs. Huang would have to stop it.

Even if the flesh grows slowly, it is better than death.

"It's impossible for all of them to have an accident," Jiang Nuan disagreed, "As long as you can survive and grow up, you can earn back this meat." ”

"Who knows if you can earn it back, piglets are much more expensive than pork."

Otherwise, why didn't anyone do it?

"No, let it go......"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Nuan heard a soft moo, and when he looked up, he saw Huang Xiaoliu running towards him.

Wronged, frustrated, depressed and loveless.

It was as if he had suffered unbearable torture, and his heart was like ashes.

Jiang Nuan stood up, hugged his arms, and asked straightly, "Do you know what's wrong?" ”

Moo!

Huang Xiaoliu looked at Jiang Nuan abruptly, complaining and aggrieved, but without the slightest anger.

She forced herself to turn her face away, so as not to be soft-hearted, and said in a cold voice, "There are so many strange people and strange things in the world, you can get a chance, but others must not?" Always acting recklessly like this, what should I do when it comes to iron plates in the future? ”

Moo!

This time, its voice drifted a little.

"Don't think that if you have a lot of strength, you won't be afraid? Can you deal with ten or twenty people, and one or two thousand, one or two thousand? ”