The feet are steaming in the summer and the sun is burning in the back. I don't know the heat, but I regret the long summer.

With the steaming heat under his feet and the scorching sun on his back, the sweat on his cheeks, neck, and body pooled into the hot land that was being harvested.

God should be merciful, love this land, but also pity the people who work on this land, ten days of scorching sun, gave the people of Anjia Village enough time to harvest wheat, day and night of labor, finally let them successfully harvest wheat.

However, "heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs", as if they played these simple and hard-working people.

The day of the wheat harvest is the face of a child, and it changes when it is said.

After harvesting the wheat in the afternoon, everyone thought that this year's heaven would enjoy the meal, and the wheat would be harvested smoothly, just waiting for the sun to be exposed for three days, but suddenly the wind was strong and the rain was pouring down.

"Oops! My wheat! ”

"My wheat is still drying!"

"Quick! Hurry up and get the wheat back! ”

For a time, people turned on their backs.

On the ridge of the field, the last cart of wheat was pulled back to dry, and he took shelter from the rain in a hurry, but the more urgent and chaotic, the two cars collided, and the wheat on the car turned over to the ground, and was instantly drenched by the rain.

I was anxious about the sudden rainstorm, thinking about how much I could save, but I was all drenched this time, and what loss did I have to salvage?

It's like finding a breakthrough for the past ten days of farming, so I just sat on the soaked wheat, and there were a few or two who couldn't bear it and cried.

Of course, there are also good luck, the wheat is harvested early and properly exposed, and even if it is not harvested for a while and is rained, the loss is not large. What's more, experienced old farmers know that the weather is unpredictable during the wheat harvest season, and in order to prevent rain at night, the wheat should be made into a wheat pile in the afternoon, or it should be packed in bags and covered with stacks, so that even if it suddenly rains at this time, there will be no loss.

The Liu family belongs to the lucky one.

Liu Qianli has a pair of skillful hands, weave a few large bamboo mats, the wheat recovered is exposed on the bamboo mats, and the last cart of wheat is transported back in advance.

The summer rain comes and goes quickly.

In less than half an hour, the rain passed and the sky cleared.

In general, this year's wheat harvest in Anjia Village went smoothly, even a sudden heavy rain did not bring much damage to the villagers. However, this torrential rain drew out all the fish in the depths, and the river at the entrance of the village was full of big fish rushing to jump out of the water.

The Liu family, which suffered little damage under the rainstorm and responded in time, was the same as during spring ploughing, and this time it was the first to catch up.

The children were tired, especially the youngest daughter who participated in the mango seed for the first time, she was so tired that she was reluctant to let her children go down to the river to catch fish again, so Liu Qianli plunged into the river and caught two big carp.

Liu Baili is a person with a heart, although he has a little bit of personal temperament to sweep the snow in front of the door, but thinking of the hard work of his family to harvest wheat, he also brought a pound of pork back from the wine store.

Pork is not on the table at this time, most of them are table meals for poor families, but Liu Wanli costs a lot of money to study, and the old couple of the Liu family are reluctant to spend money to buy food from outside, so the Liu family can only see pork after killing pigs during the New Year all year round.

With big fish and pork brought back from outside, Grandma Liu became the master.

At this time, there were no refrigerators in later generations, and in order to preserve food for a longer time, both vegetables and meat were pickled and preserved.

The wild vegetables picked in the spring have been pickled for two or three months, and now they are full of flavor, sour and salty, and they are a good side dish.

Grandma Liu was also tired, after all, there were more than fifty people, and they didn't have time to let one fish eat more, so they directly sliced two big fish, boiled them in a pot with pickles, and made a big pot of sour soup fish.

Pork is even simpler, there are no various cooking methods in later generations, and the pork nowadays must be steamed and eaten with garlic.

Grandma Liu was conservative and had no idea of innovating dishes, so she sliced and steamed a pound of pork, then served with a large plate of chopped garlic and garlic juice, and then gave a small plate of soybean soy sauce brought back by Liu's, which is the most common pork dipped in garlic.

Two dishes with a solid portion are enough, after all, in addition to the staple food of steamed cakes with wild vegetables, there are also wheat flour cakes from her stall, and her grandmother has no energy and effort to make anything else.

Especially Liu Laozhan is still pressing her, so that she has enough portions, and everyone can eat it, she is really dull and painful like cutting meat, and what are you doing with different tricks!?

In this case, a large pot of fish in sour soup, a bowl of steamed pork, 30 steamed cakes with wild vegetables, and 20 wheat flour cakes became the evening food to celebrate the end of the wheat harvest.

Don't look at the amazing amount, cutting wheat is really tiring, cutting wheat all day long, a strong man can eat more than ten steamed cakes, and Grandma Liu has not made much food.

"These days, everyone has worked hard!" Uncle Liu took a sip of his home-brewed turbid wine, and his tanned face was full of red light, and he could see that he was very happy.

"But don't let up!" Mr. Liu then reminded: "The wheat field is empty, you have to plant melons, fruits and vegetables from tomorrow, you can plant anything, you must mature before mid-September, and you can't delay planting wheat next season!" ”

Grandma Liu remembered that the soybean paste was delicious enough, and said: "The soybean sauce is rice, and the soybeans can also be sold for money, which will be planted, and it will be ripe in September, and there will be more soybeans this year." ”

Uncle Liu also likes soybean sauce to enhance the taste, so he nodded in agreement, and then ordered: "Second brother, just follow what your aunt said!" There are more soybeans, and you can do the rest yourself. ”

Although there is no early summer planting, the earlier the better. It stands to reason that the family should work together to plant the land as soon as possible. But the eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law were afraid that they would not want to go to the ground next, only their old couple and the second son and his wife hurriedly planted melons, fruits and vegetables.

In view of the recent changes in the second son, and thinking of the second son's most affectionate little daughter, Mr. Liu thought about it, and beckoned Liu Chenxing and said, "Okay, let's eat more today!" In particular, my little granddaughter has a lot of credit, don't eat wild vegetable steamed cakes today, this bread is made of pure wheat noodles, and the best taste is rolled pork! Ah Xing, quickly roll a taste. ”

"Humph!" When Liu Baoer heard this, she was not happy, this cousin is really annoying, she has been deprived of her study qualifications, why can her cousin have someone to teach? Now even Ah Weng is biased towards her!

The small courtyard of the farmhouse, the days are poor, if you eat more, I will eat less, how can those who eat less be happy?

Liu Chenxing wanted to open it very much, and he also knew that Liu Baoer was definitely not the only person on the table who was dissatisfied with being called to eat wheat noodles. If she cares, she is the one who is hungry.

I didn't hear it, so I picked up a white wheat noodle cake, scooped a large spoonful of hot steamed pork and put it on top of the dough cake, then poured garlic juice and garlic paste, and added a little soybean sauce, and rolled it up like an old Peking chicken roll.

Ahh

Another bite of sour soup fish, another sour soup, sour and delicious.

Liu Chenxing was immediately very satisfied.