Because I was afraid of rain, the time for the harvest was very tight, and the captain struck the gong almost as soon as it was dawn, and everyone was not allowed to go back from work when it was dark.

After harvesting, it is necessary to take off the stem, then threshing, drying, and then it can be bagged and put into the granary, waiting for the task grain to be handed in, and a small grain distribution is carried out.

There is a lot of follow-up work, in order not to delay the harvest, except for the children in the village, you can hold the basket behind the adults, pick up small broken particles, and the rest will follow the work to harvest.

As for the follow-up work, when it gets dark, and the ground really can't do it, then light the lamp, and it can be regarded as done in the dark.

After four days of high-intensity work, Mrs. Zhao couldn't straighten her waist on the fourth day.

There is little labor in the family, and the two children don't have anything to do at all, so she and Qiu Qi, although they have heads to share food, but if they don't want to starve, they have to be diligent with their hands and feet.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhao also worked very hard, and Qiu Qi's persuasion was useless, so she didn't say more.

It's just oil and water or something, or the previous inventory.

Qiu Qi had long been too busy and tired to take care of the others when he was rushing to harvest.

So, before harvesting, I went into the mountains and got two pheasants back.

Mrs. Zhao was reluctant to eat it, and after marinating it, she kept it in a small tank.

I was too tired in the past two days, so Mrs. Zhao gave up, cut half of the chicken leg meat, and cooked the soup with the cabbage.

In this case, it is good to have vegetables, soup, oil and water.

These days, even in the morning, I eat dry food, either wowotou or cornmeal flatbread.

For fear that Qiu Qi would work too much and be hungry, Mrs. Zhao would have to carry two for Qiu Qi every day when she went to work.

Qiu Qi actually can't eat it, but Mrs. Zhao is kind, she usually takes it.

Then one was broken in half and divided among the two children who were picking up the broken particles behind them.

For the remaining one, she and Mrs. Zhao shared it in half.

After four days of harvesting, most of the people in the village were dark.

The original owner himself is not white, and he has not been carefully raised in the autumn.

In this world, Qiu Qi neither plans to marry nor plan to be a beauty pageant, so it is useless to be beautiful.

After a snatch, Qiu Qi was wearing a cloth towel, but it should be black or black.

Because I wear half-sleeved clothes, the color of my upper and lower arms is different.

"Mother, does it hurt?" The second baby saw that Qiu Qi's arms were red, and she couldn't help but ask distressedly.

The second baby, who was originally a little whiter, re-exposed the small black briquettes.

In some places, the skin has even exploded, children, in addition to working, and then running crazy, it is normal to be sunburned like this, maybe they themselves are used to it.

Plus, how can boys be so squeamish.

At this time, I don't care if I hurt or not, I just think about whether it hurts or not.

The two children were not raised crookedly by themselves, which also made Qiu Ji secretly relieved.

I'm afraid that if I don't have experience, I will raise two good children crookedly and go the wrong way, which will be bad.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in two days." After the harvest, although everyone can't rest, the intensity of work will be weakened.

But it won't be much easier.

Because after the sorghum and the like are recovered, the next crop should also be planted.

The next thing I planted is winter vegetables and the like, and now I have planted them, and I can harvest them before the winter.

Otherwise, no matter how late it is, these dishes will not survive the cold winter in the north.

Harvesting and replanting are actually quite busy.

Everyone has no leisure, at this time, everyone has to have some blood, get some meat to make up for it, otherwise this work is not boring at all.

Therefore, at this time, the smell of meat wafts out of the house, and there is no need to be weak at all.

After all, who doesn't have any inventory, no fresh meat, and there is always salted meat.

This busyness lasted almost until the end of August.

In addition to corn and soybeans that have not yet been harvested, the rest that need to be harvested early have been harvested, and they have not caught up with natural disasters and heavy rains, so everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

After nearly two months of continuous rotation, everyone has lost some weight.

Qiu Qi was already thin, and when he tanned again, he looked even drier.

Originally, there were a few second-rate gangsters in the village or something, and they were still staring at the little widow Qiu Qi.

After all, marrying a dead widow is still a yellow flower girl, maybe it tastes good.

A few people stared at it, but they were all busy collecting it, and no one cared about anything else.

When they finally got free, Qiu Qi was tanned and thin, and those who were originally staring at Qiu Qi felt that this dry appearance was a little unspeakable.

Compared with Qiu Qi, the little widow who works hard to earn work and doesn't pay attention to taking care of herself, or those little widows who deliberately take Qiao, work lazily, and wrap like zongzi every day, they are white and tender, and they are more refreshing.

Xiao Qi was already on full alert, but after the harvest was over, it originally fell on Qiu Qi, and those green eyes disappeared?

Xiao Qi slowly typed a question mark in his heart.

Because I couldn't figure it out, I asked it directly.

"Didn't they want to do this or that to you before?" At this time, Qiu Qi was not busy, and was using rags to sew a schoolbag for the big baby, Xiao Qi asked in a low voice.

Xia Shui divided some food and money, and Qiu Ji persuaded Mrs. Zhao to let the eldest baby go to elementary school.

Anyway, it doesn't cost much, and there is always nothing wrong with knowing a few more words.

Although Mrs. Zhao was reluctant to give money, her grandson was pro, and Qiu Qi had no opinion, so she gritted her teeth and agreed.

Since it's going to school, you have to have equipment.

It's obviously unrealistic to pull new fabrics, and the family is poor.

So, it's okay to fight with rag heads.

Although Qiu Qi has not used needlework for many years, after slowly picking it up, his craftsmanship is not bad now.

And everyone is poor, and the schoolbags are not good-looking, and some still tear the pants and clothes that have been washed white by adults, and simply sew them into a bag.

Like Qiu Qi, with a little design, it can be regarded as a splicing art, which is rare.

But these days, you may not be able to appreciate these.

"If you're a normal man, looking at me like this, you can talk about it?" Qiu Qi asked very naturally, he didn't need to explain more, let Xiao Qi see it for himself.

It may be that he looks at it every day, and because of Qiu Qi's powerful divine sense, Xiao Qi doesn't think Qiu Qi is ugly.

Now when it heard Qiu Qi say this, it took a closer look, and then silently withdrew its matcharm.

Stop......

It's like this, and I really can't talk about it.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Qi asked softly, "Did you do it on purpose?" ”

"It's not really, I'm busy harvesting every day, it's not dark and abnormal, if I really use something and make myself white and tender, what will others think? There are few poor people, so it's better to keep a low profile. In the end, Qiu Qi also sighed with a smile.

Xiaoqi: ......!

I can't argue with it!